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Genuinely worthwhile.
Posted by Tony Hatter in Angry Rants, Religion, The Dog, Uncategorized on October 18th, 2006
The US Mint is running television ads promoting thier commemorative coin collections. The ads depict various ordinary people in ordinary situations acting strangely because they are numismatists (coin collectors). There is a woman who is fishing through the penny tray next to her convenience store cash register, there is a man with a metal detector in his bedroom and a long-distance runner who stops and sits down on the race path mid-marathon all because they are inspecting coins they have run across.
First of all, these are not the type of people who want to “collect” coins they ordered from a catalogue. That’s not collecting, that’s shopping. The mint should be honest with themselves and admit that their target for these ads is the well-intentioned aunt/uncle/grandparent/neighbor/family-friend who is looking for a graduation/birthday/congratulations gift for little Timmy or Sarah.
More importantly, though, is the slogan emblazoned on the screen and read aloud for the blind at the end of the commercials. “Genuinely Worthwhile” Does this refer to coin collecting, or the US Mint as a whole? Is this a desperate attempt on the part of our government to make a push at catching back up with the Euro? Would stimulating the coin collecting industry really bolster the value of the dollar all that much? Am I reading too much into this? Probably. The mint just wants to sell pre-collected coin collections to unsuspecting doofuses who are either dumb enough not to realize that the fun of collecting things is the colleting and not the actual possesion, or are lazy enough to want to have a collection without having to go to the trouble of collecting anything.
Thank You for your time. This has been Genuinely Worthwhile.
P.S. The Dog has a halloween costume. He will be a lobster. Both he and I are thoroughly pissed.
Dog Farts
Posted by Tony Hatter in The Dog, Uncategorized on September 8th, 2006
Just admit it up front, people. Everyone’s blamed it on the dog once or twice before, at least as a joke. My question is this: Have you ever seen a dog fart and then be completely confused about what just happened? My dog, the spaz, can’t quite seem to figure it out. Every time he farts (which is kinda often for a dog) he jumps up and looks around confused. He knows something just happened down there, but he can’t quite figure out what. He starts by shooting accusing looks around the room, then sniffing the carpet where his butt had been, then looking confused some more and finally shooting a look around the room warning everyone to be on the look-out before laying back down a few feet away from where he started. The best I can figure is that he thinks there’s a little hand that lives under the carpet and comes out every once in a while just to stick a finger up his butt then run away.