It occurs to me that many days I don't have a lot to say, but I have a stray thought or two that might be grist for the blog mill.
So today I'm watching a commercial for L.A. Weight Loss. A rather attractive blonde, standing in that "after" pose, is offering a testimonial about the efficacy of this system. She continues that since she is now so attractive and energetic she and her husband can step out and do things--like go to dinner.
Hey, isn't it all that dining out that chunked you up in the first place, Mimsy?
In a commercial for one of those godawful schools that teach young innocents to be dental assistants or fashion designers, a cute little airhead is listing her reasons for not attending a regular college. Among them: she wouldn't know anybody and would feel intimidated about speaking up.
What? Is she planning to attend Matchbook University with a coterie of friends? Is she anticipating asking foolish questions in a real college?
Just a thought. Okay, two thoughts.