I have to admire the bold confidence of this spammer, as well as the retro date designed (I guess) to stay hidden from view until I stumble upon it later.

Damn, not only do they have illegal drugs, but it looks like they’re on sale, too.


The real Dos Equis guy

January 31, 2011

I’ve always gotten a kick out of the Dos Equis TV spots. Here’s a short piece in the New Yorker on the real Most Interesting Man In The World.

New skills require practice

January 24, 2011

A pirate walked into a bar, and the bartender said, “Hey, I haven’t seen you in a while. What happened? You look terrible.”

“What do ya mean, ya scurvy dog?” asked the pirate.

“That wooden leg? You didn’t have that before.”

“Aye,” said the pirate, “a cannon ball took me leg.”

The bartender said, “What about your hand?”

“Cut off in a sword fight, so I got fitted with this hook.”

“And the eye patch?”

“Arrr, one day at sea I looked up, and a bird crapped in me eye.”

“You’re kidding,” said the bartender. “You couldn’t lose an eye just from bird crap.”

“It was me first day with the hook.”

It’s cold

January 10, 2011

“The cold was so extreme that even the sun’s rays froze and hung down from the roof of the world.”

— Carlos Valdez Diaz

It all started in Miss Gershkoff’s typing class at Scituate High School. Carl Rossi and I would dream up products and ad campaigns, including our most famous: Nagilas. Nagilas were corn snacks shaped like gila monsters, formulated from corn (and whatever additional ingredients go into incredibly tasty corn snacks), and marketed in homes across America with TV spots anchored by the irresistible jingle, “Have a Nagila, have two Nagilas, have three Nagilas, they taste like corn.”

Now, with every project I take on involving Marketing, Advertising, Public relations, Creative direction, Copywriting, Brand building or Brand strategy and planning… I look back and thank Miss Gershkoff for the really handy typing skills and sweet teaching style, and thank Carl for the genius two-man ad agency that operated solely between practice sessions on those funky manual typewriters at SHS.


“What’s that? Look, your government leaders have more vital issues to work on, like extracting a big fine from you nice young people unless you buy health insurance. So stop this silly ‘job’ stuff. Just get ready to fork over some extra dough to us. And don’t tell me you can’t borrow from your parents; they’re loaded.”

The President

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