These commercials are brilliant, if nothing else they make me shiver.
HTC
Audrey for Gap
Claire Danes for Gap
Vicks featuring music by Anathallo
Dove Evolution PSA
Dove Pressure PSA
Target Beautiful World
Target Hello Goodbuy
Target music by Enur ft. Calabria
Target Back to school
Target college
Target color your world
Suave Mother
Suave Baby
Nike no excuses
Nike Soccer Free style
Heineken sexes
Goody's new spin-pin
Target; "It started with a dress"
Miss Dior Cherie; magic in paris
Wii christmas
york peppermint patty sensations
Aria resort Vegas
reebok easytone
Fruit 2day
Nutrigrain little choices
AT&T endless possibilities
Hanes comfort fit socks
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
Summertime and the livings easy.
Inhaling the summer air I almost can't stand my love for it. It's that kind of love that sneaks up on you out of no where and you're back in that trance back in that all too familiar place. Everything I hate about summer, I have a strong desire for the rest of the year. What seems bothersome during summer seems like heaven during those other 9 months of wasted time. What I claim to hate about summer, I guess deep down I really love.
I love having to worry about getting sun burnt, I love having to deal with overly chlorinated, scraggly red hair, I love the bugs that nibble at my bare skin, I love having to worry about the sun melting my makeup away, I love that my top priority is having to find something meaningful to do, I love the things I hate.
I love the damp feeling of the grass, I love the late night party's, I love movie marathons in the sticky heat of my suburban home, I love being told to open my windows instead of wasting money on air conditioning, I love sunscreen and how it makes your skin almost unbearably reflective against the harsh sun and warm sand, I love not wearing sneakers and as a result having tar colored soles.
I love, love and therefore I love summer. Because summer is love. Summer is freedom, summer is relaxed, summer is exciting, summer is dramatic, summer is calm, summer is romantic, summer is freeing.
Summer is watermelon, summer is bare pantries, summer is experience, summer is sand covered scalps, summer is sweltering days splashing through retro sprinklers, summer is frozen Popsicles, summer is forgetting responsibilities, summer is sunglasses, summer is Golden tans, summer is burnt, summer is sweaty brows and upper lips, summer is 6-packs of mondos, summer is outdoor concerts, summer is sprouting freckles, summer is bikinis (especially itsy bitsy, teeny weeny, yellow, polka dot bikinis), summer is reruns, summer is yearning for this passion to never leave, summer is bottled up smiles and laughter, summer is cookouts with old friends, summer is new friends, summer is fans rotating throughout deserted rooms, summer is hot, asphalt pavement, summer is crowded boardwalks,summer is power naps, summer is wet bathing suits,Summer is frying eggs on city sidewalks,summer is bubbles, summer is overworked, overheated car engines, summer is no schedule, summer is on a stoop, summer is children selling powdered lemonade, summer is trashy girls in bikinis at car washes, summer is dazzling fireworks, summer is baseball caps with rings of stained, sweat, summer is short shorts, summer is constant lulling buzz of lawnmowers, summer is frizzy hair,Summer is condensation dripping down dasani water bottles, summer is breezy,summer is worn in, old navy flip flops, summer is vacation, summer is air conditioned movie theaters, summer is cereal for dinner, summer is books on tape,summer is koolaid, summer is overcrowded city pools, summer is (the) lingering scent of chlorine, summer is hair down, top down, summer is water guns, summer is unemployment checks, summer is checkered picnic cloths, summer is picnics of ants, summer is beach bicycles,summer is homemade slip n' slides, summer is linen, summer is fleeting
I love having to worry about getting sun burnt, I love having to deal with overly chlorinated, scraggly red hair, I love the bugs that nibble at my bare skin, I love having to worry about the sun melting my makeup away, I love that my top priority is having to find something meaningful to do, I love the things I hate.
I love the damp feeling of the grass, I love the late night party's, I love movie marathons in the sticky heat of my suburban home, I love being told to open my windows instead of wasting money on air conditioning, I love sunscreen and how it makes your skin almost unbearably reflective against the harsh sun and warm sand, I love not wearing sneakers and as a result having tar colored soles.
I love, love and therefore I love summer. Because summer is love. Summer is freedom, summer is relaxed, summer is exciting, summer is dramatic, summer is calm, summer is romantic, summer is freeing.
Summer is watermelon, summer is bare pantries, summer is experience, summer is sand covered scalps, summer is sweltering days splashing through retro sprinklers, summer is frozen Popsicles, summer is forgetting responsibilities, summer is sunglasses, summer is Golden tans, summer is burnt, summer is sweaty brows and upper lips, summer is 6-packs of mondos, summer is outdoor concerts, summer is sprouting freckles, summer is bikinis (especially itsy bitsy, teeny weeny, yellow, polka dot bikinis), summer is reruns, summer is yearning for this passion to never leave, summer is bottled up smiles and laughter, summer is cookouts with old friends, summer is new friends, summer is fans rotating throughout deserted rooms, summer is hot, asphalt pavement, summer is crowded boardwalks,summer is power naps, summer is wet bathing suits,Summer is frying eggs on city sidewalks,summer is bubbles, summer is overworked, overheated car engines, summer is no schedule, summer is on a stoop, summer is children selling powdered lemonade, summer is trashy girls in bikinis at car washes, summer is dazzling fireworks, summer is baseball caps with rings of stained, sweat, summer is short shorts, summer is constant lulling buzz of lawnmowers, summer is frizzy hair,Summer is condensation dripping down dasani water bottles, summer is breezy,summer is worn in, old navy flip flops, summer is vacation, summer is air conditioned movie theaters, summer is cereal for dinner, summer is books on tape,summer is koolaid, summer is overcrowded city pools, summer is (the) lingering scent of chlorine, summer is hair down, top down, summer is water guns, summer is unemployment checks, summer is checkered picnic cloths, summer is picnics of ants, summer is beach bicycles,summer is homemade slip n' slides, summer is linen, summer is fleeting
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
High tech computers, low tech minds.
The world is ever changing, and everything around me is speeding up. I just wish I could slow it all down and enjoy the little moments. Like smiles and laughter. Cheesy I know but I don't think people these days appreciate the little things. They want instant happiness, instant coffee, instant amusement. I just think we're losing out on the little things. when teens come home from school these days they are in a world of their own. They play video games, text, watch TV, and listen to their i pods. Not to say I'm not guilty of this myself but it just seems like companionship matters less and less, and today it seems like being alone is no big thing because we have electronics to keep us company. It's really sort of depressing.And i think the more we feed into it, the more we begin to lose who we are. The more we get, the less happy we truly are. It's sort of like being rich. I've never wanted to be rich. And I never want to be rich. I just wouldn't know what to do with all that money. I wouldn't be able to decipher real friends from fake friends. That is why I hope I will be a middle class citizen in the future. Because no one will want me for my money. They will like me for me, not what I can buy for them.I hope to never win the million dollar lotteries. Life is more exciting when you have to live on less. I think people who have less money have more fun. And what has happened to entertainment? It's all so complex and I think that the older generations are drowning in this new age of technology. For their whole lives all they had to figure out were radios, and old school TVs.VCRs were as high tech as anything became . Now they are dealing with DVD players, texting, blogging, scanning, printing, digital video recorders, cds, mp3 players, i pods and computers. I mean it's kind of ridiculous. And now my generation and future generations are born programmed to adapt to this sort of thing. I just don't get it. Kids in school are all expected to own a computer, a printer, a tv etc. College applications are now preferred to be done online. Bills are paid online. I mean I suppose we're saving paper but everything is becoming so impersonal. What happened to mailing someone a letter? Now all we get are mass text messages sent to 40 people at once. It's so robotic. I want a personal letter in the mail. I don't want a text message that was sent to hundreds of other people. I like things to be personal, I like them to be thought out and real. I miss old school technology. What happened to walk mans, CD players, cassette tapes, Polaroid cameras, antenna tvs, VCRs, VHS tapes? No one seems to notice that they have all been thrown into some black hole of no return. People just go with the flow. And now the government is getting involved with the whole HD crap. Honestly how about we try and get ourselves out of this recession, rather than forcing stupid HD Television onto us all. What about the older folks who are content with their antenna TV? Now they have to buy a converter box just to watch TV? I mean they paid for their TV, they paid for their cable and that should be enough! And what if I'd like to buy a cassette tape? Is that too much to ask? Why must everything be upgraded? Why do I have to have all of the latest technology when I am quite content with the old? Why should I pay $20.00 for a CD when I could buy a cassette tape for a measly $9.00? It's all about money. No one cares about people anymore, no one cares about customer service. These days you call Verizon customer service and it could take you days to actually talk to a human being. I'm sorry but I'm not a robot so why must i have to converse with one?I wish everything would slow down. I am a slow person and I like slow things. I don’t understand this high paced world. It makes no sense.
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