Thanks to all who sent their best wishes on the launch of my own little space here on the internets. I just hope to fill the much-needed void that Larry King left when he stopped writing for USA Today.
It’s very cold and windy around these parts. As I got ready for work this morning my wife suggested that before walking up our daughter, I call day care because most of the schools in the area were closed due to the cold and she didn’t know what “their policy” was. Since there wasn’t any snowfall, I said that as long as people were going to work, daycare would be open. Then she replied back, “But I don’t know their policy.” I’m still not really sure what she meant, but it’s funny and cute in the way that things people say in their sleep typically are (our son was up all night). I do know Ned Flanders’ policy on school lunches, however (putting the stew back in student).
The Superbowl ad fan contest was won by Gino Bona, who was a year behind me in high school. The ad that was actually produced and shown yesterday was a lot different than what Gino had pitched. From the Buffalo News:
"It's different, but I like it," Bona said. "I understand all the changes that were made . . . My ad was more sophomoric. The final product is a little more sophisticated and endearing. Instead of making you crack up, it will make you smile."
I actually thought Bona’s vision of the ad was much better than the actual spot. You can still see the pitch and the ad on the NFL website. Bona’s original concept was clearly fans saying “goodbye.” He had the fan putting the foam finger away in the closet, not just looking at it sadly. He had the fan letting the air out of his inflatable chair, not just a deflated chair being dragged across the ground. The actual ad was very passive and seemed to just have a lot of sad looking people. I think it lost its impact. I really liked the concept of fans ritualistically packing it in. Even those elements that they kept were changed. The fan washing off his face paint in the shower became a man getting blasted with a hose. The dog wearing team apparel because a horse with team logos painted on. I expect that’s where the big shot professionals figured that “bigger was better,” but again I think it fell short of the original idea. I am glad for Gino, though. He has definitely eclipsed the fame he achieved at St. Joe’s with his band “Climax.”
The goofballs at Challenger, Gray, and Christmas are at it again, estimating that the Superbowl is costing American companies hundreds of millions of dollars in lost productivity. A Slate article debunking this is here:
http://www.slate.com/id/2138333/
There is also an interesting article in the Baltimore Sun about the players who won the Superbowl playing for the Baltimore Colts. They sound like men without a country:
http://www.baltimoresun.com/sports/football/bal-sp.history05feb05,0,4761414.story?coll=bal-sports-headlines
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Before I get into any more trouble, I have just been made aware of a daycare policy that states that daycare will open 90 minutes late on days when the schools in the local district are closed. Some schools were closed yesterday and even more schools are closed today because, boo hoo, it’s cold outside. When I was a kid every winter it was cold and we went to school anyway. I remember Marcy, Paul, and I would wait at the bus stop in the freezing cold and sometimes the bus was late and sometimes it didn’t come at all. We didn’t look out the kitchen window waiting for the bus like kids do today. And the bus didn’t stop every twenty feet at each kid’s house. And the bus certainly didn’t sit there and wait for you while you finished your breakfast! But I guess that proves that I should have listened to my wife’s advice, since she is a teacher and is much more aware of the indulgent and permissive attitudes so prevalent today, including the ban on using the terms “Eskimo kiss” and “sitting Indian style.” Well, I just want to make it clear that in my house, we still give Eskimo kisses and we still sit Indian style AND we still give Indian brushburns, so be careful whenever you come over to my house!
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