15.9.08

New Promo at Dunkin Donuts














Offer good while supplies last!
Collect them all!

2.7.07

My Last Temptation

Yesterday, I decided to go to the gym again. The fact that my membership was expiring in a couple of months and I had been remiss in my duties to my wellbeing were surprisingly sufficient motivators for once. Like the saying goes, my body is a temple, just like those delapidated ruins you see in those Indiana Jones and Lara Croft flicks.

Anyway, mustering the willpower to go to the gym is tough enough, they had to go and do this?
















Upon leaving Fitness First by foot, you will have to pass through that little alleyway flanked by two entrances. Walking past them yesterday, I could not help but take in the "comehither aromas" wafting from both establishments. The irresistable smell of grilled, juicy cheeseburgers, and sumptuous fries along with delectable McChicken patties dancing with the sensory tingle that only freshly baked Krispy Kreme classic doughnuts can give.

Of course, you can take your car instead. However, they were thoughtful enough to provide us with Drive Through window counters. On each side.

A veritable gauntlet for anyone who had just come off a grueling hour or so at the treadmill and weights machines.

I am proud to say I resisted their calls. Only to go home, plop in front of my TV set to watch the PBA games while devouring half a can of Spam and fried rice.

4.3.07

You have got to be kidding me.

















I wonder if anyone actually bought this pen solely because of this amazing price cut.

Casual buyer: "It was too expensive before but man, what a deal! 10 centavos off!"

At some point, you get the feeling that the people behind stuff like this reallly think we're all a bunch of suckers.

26.12.06

The early bird gets its eggs served sunny side up.


Breakfast is my favorite meal.

Not just of the day, mind you. It's my favorite meal- period.


I especially love the breakfast meals at all those fast food joints and restaurants.

You know, the ones they serve till 10 am. And hotel breakfast buffets wow.

On the other hand, I despise getting up early enough for them.

Thank heaven for Pancake House, Tapa King and other establishments who champion the cause of serving breakfast all day and all night.

Although frankly, it isn't quite as satisfying as making it to those "morning only" meals.

But again, I really hate getting up early enough for them.

Well, I'm off to bed.
And in a few hours, the struggle will begin anew.

21.6.06

Mr. Bud Light Jingle Writer

Here's a little something for my friends in the ad biz:




Title: MR BUD LIGHT JINGLE WRITER

ANN: Bud Light Presents Real Men of Genius.

SINGER: Real Men of Genius.

ANN: Today we salute you, Mr. Bud Light Jingle Writer.

SINGER: Mr. Bud Light Jingle Writer.

ANN: Even though your campaign is almost 5 years old, you still manage to clean up at award shows.

SINGER: I got kids that are younger

ANN: Hey judge, here’s my bud light radio ad, where’s my award?

SINGER: Recipe for success

ANN: While the rest of us spend months hacking away in cubicles and recording studios, trying desperately to come up with new winners. You have a formula.

SINGER: E equals Grand Prix squared

ANN: Insert Mr. witty descriptive name here, paste smarmy sarcastic wisecrack there, and top it off with a back-up singer slash glam rocker

SINGER: Hey that’s me `yo!

ANN: You’re so friggin’ brilliant, a whole generation of writers are left on the outside looking in.

SINGER: Do you guys have an opening?

ANN: So crack open an ice cold Bud Light Oh Fixture Of the Festivals

And here’s to you getting too drunk to write another ad

SINGER: Mr. Bud Light Jingle Writer.

ANN: Bud Light Beer. Anheuser-Busch, St. Louis, Missouri

19.6.06

Swiss skills

Those knives of theirs make me wonder just how versatile the Swiss Army soldiers really are.

A batallion of all-around handymen who can open wine bottles.

With neatly groomed fingernails no less.

4.10.05

The Halloween Protection Racket


Well, Halloween is upon us again. Time for that classic tradition of having kids dress up and ask their neighbors to give them candy... or else.

I am of course talking about trick or treat.

In the old days, the kids would play pranks on any holdouts who refuse to give them anything. Now, they just cry or call them names and make them feel bad. But the essence remains the the same. Hand over the sweets or we'll let you have it.
Which, curiously, is just how criminal protection rackets work. Pay up or we mess up your business or home.