Superbowl Ad for 2008

One of my dreams is to create a superbowl ad that will rival every advertising agency in the country. I needed an athletic and handsome model, so I decided to use Bear in the ad. For those of you who are new to ths blog, Bear is my cat. We all know how popular animals are when trying to sell a product...especially beer. I'm not too sure what we're trying to sell here. Who cares?

The important thing is to be sure to check out the quarterback tuck-and-roll technique Bear uses in the video. In fact after this video is watched, I know my phone will be ringing off the hook with agents calling to sign us to a huge contract.

Bail Me Out

You know what? The $780 billion bailout bonanza is a bust! That money could've been used much more effectively to bolster the economy. Every American should have been given $300,000 instead.

Yup, that's right. $780 billion equates to $300,000 for each family in the U.S. We would be able to pay off our homes, credit cards, and have enough health insurance to take care of everyone.

With the holidays coming I'd be able to buy some really nice gifts for my family, further boosting our economy. As usual, Uncle Sam bailed out the wrong people. He should've asked me what to do.

How Did Ernie Do It?

I don't know how Ernest Hemingway was able to write with 69 cats around him all the time. I have one and he can be a pest sometimes. There were no computers in Ernie's day, only manual typewriters (remember them?). Maybe his cats got their tales caught in the carriage return, which eventually kept the little fur balls away from his writing area.

My cat, Bear, likes to sit on the computer keyboard, and vie for my attention; and always when I'm in the middle of a writing project. He's been known to delete a half days work. If I could only teach him how to type instead of hit the delete button! Oh well, it's a start. Besides, he's a handsome little guy who loves me unconditionally. That alone is worth a half days work.

Drip Drip Drip...Love

Someone told me I need to slow down and smell the coffee, so I did. I not only smelled it, I stood and watched and listened and heard the drip, drip, fizzle sound the electric coffee pot makes while it perked my favorite brew.

It stopped me long enough to reconnect to familiar smells and places only reserved for special people who are no longer physically here. Great love has a way of doing that.

Bring Back the '50s

What would happen if no one paid their taxes? Or their monthly health care premiums? Gee, maybe we'd have enough money left over for food and an occasional movie. Remember when you could buy a candy bar for a nickel? Imagine that! I think we should bring back the '50s.

Property and school tax didn't go into effect until 1950. Now we are taxed right out of our homes. I never had to pay for health care. Now part of my monthly income goes to the health care industry. What happened to the '50s?

I decided to go back in time, which many of us aging boomers do, and pull up some '50s figures.

This is what I found:

bag of horse pucky: free

candy bar: $.o5

average house: $14,500

income: $3,216

Ford car: $1339-$2262

Philco model 1403 TV: $199

12" records: $4.85 10" records: $2.85 (Remember those?)

Milk: $.82

Gas: $.20

Bread $.14

Postage stamp: $.03

Pumpkins : $.02 cents a lb

Campbell’s Pork & Beans - (2) 1 lb. cans: $.25

Sirloin steak: $.77 lb

Kraft Mayonnaise - quart jar: $.62

I think it's interesting that milk costs more than gas. Read it and weep.