the treadmill just keep on rolling

Our nation's love affair with crap on a treadmill continues unabated. What's cuter, a cat or shrimp?

I believe the original that sparked this pop-culture coup de ta is as follows.

Perhaps this new facination will have an effect on America's growing obesity problem? Prolly not.

farfignuggen!

This man needs to make me his friend.

do i sound like a musical robot?

"who are the ad genius' that came up with that one?'

Why I love product packaging so much I may never know - but Susan do I! I suppose it has something to do with packaging representing a vein that is so intimately connected to the neo-cortex of pop-culture that it's almost unnerving how attractive some marketing can be. Or perhaps I just like pretty colors.

... put on a happy face.

Looky looky. My persistently contentious relationship with fate is slowly but surely turning into a pleasantly less-craptastic liaison that what I have come to expect. In a period of great personal examination, it's nice to feel like I have a friend in fate. Life is neither good nor bad - like The King of Queens - it's just there waiting for someone to make something of it.

Google: The Musical officially is going be remounted. Where? The frickin' Guthrie. Yes, the brand new $126 million dollar Guthrie. That's a little like me getting to play running-back at the Metrodome. Or me getting to play cello at Lincoln Center. Or me getting to do high-definition porn. That is to say: it's going to be hard not to feel inadequate. Nomatter - we will grab the Guthrie by the reins and wrestle that philly to the mud.