Unbalance is the celebrity restaurant owned by champion sumo wrestler Konishiki, who like his colleagues bulk up by eating chanko
Tags: chanko, diet, food, Japan, konshiki, restaurant
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Unbalance is the celebrity restaurant owned by champion sumo wrestler Konishiki, who like his colleagues bulk up by eating chanko
Tags: chanko, diet, food, Japan, konshiki, restaurant
Funny and brilliant cartoon about Life Before the Internet.
Amazon’s other products by Freud, including a Super Dado Set with Anti-Kickback Design.

Simon Malls shows amazing chutzpah with this Black Friday ad, placing the viewing of the Statue of Liberty in horrific context. “Very inspring. Now, where’s the mall?”
Tags: ad, chutzpah, mall, shopping, simon malls, statue of liberty, tourism

I’m intrigued by this campaign, especially because it has received little buzz. The product itself will let you “tell better stories” because the product is an experience, an experience that can be shared.
Tags: advertising, campaign, experience, nissan, slogan, stories

Target is selling an Anal Massage, and it’s 10% off. Presumably a pissed-off website dronemonkey is acting out. Funny, but not so good, maybe.
I blogged about our experience at the Cornerstone Festival of Gardens at Total Experience
Ralston Foods makes a cereal called Crispy Hexagons.

while the same product name is used by Flavorite

and Schnuck’s

Originally spotted here.
Tags: cereal, crispy hexagons, food, packaging
The Amazing Kreskin, who bills himself as ‘the world’s foremost mentalist,’ wants to help his home state of New Jersey stem the tide of shady practices in government, a problem U.S. Attorney Christopher Christie has called widespread. Kreskin sent a letter to acting Gov. Richard J. Codey offering his nonpartisan services to help ferret out those who come to government with ulterior motives. Kreskin, who lives in northern New Jersey, said he would monitor government meetings with a mind’s eye toward keeping things above board.
Man – it’s just crying out for some Leno-esque punchline!
http://www.iwantmyweddingatdunkindonuts.com/ – perhaps a response to the fad for
Goldman & Associates is running a teeny ad in the SF Chron
Want a better life?
MOVE TO CANADA
Goldman & Associates
for help contact
blah blah blah
It’s been widely reported that Best Buy has created personas for their most profitable customers and taken steps to focus their efforts on attracting and keeping those customers and indeed rejecting other customers. Perhaps an effective strategy, but questionable PR.
Dell goes on the attack today, with a full-page ad that reads, in part
At Dell We Love All Customers. Even the Ones Best Buy Doesn’t.
On November 8, The Wall Street Journal reported that Best Buy is planning to shun up to 20% of its current customer base.
You read that correctly. Shun. As in actively resist. They’ve reportedly decided that as many as 100 million of its 500 million store visits each year are “undesirable.” To quote a Best Buy exectutive as reported in the article: “They can wreak enormous economic havoc.” Well, we would like to officially welcome each and everyone on of those customers to Dell. All of you. Come to Dell.com right now and we’ll give you…[etc.]
Tags: advertising, best buy, dell, negative, personas

Here’s the greeked text page I blogged about before.
Update: looks like they fixed it. When the original poast was made, the body copy in the page was just “greek” filler.
One user review is:
I went to this movie expecting to witness definitive and documentary evidence that the titular star, former MTV shill, freelance toady and erstwhile least funny man on the planet, had in fact met the end of his mortal coil. The disappointment I felt when I found out that this was not the case was so deep and soul wrenching that it caused thoughts of such intense vehement bitterness to ravage my brain that no Internet carny site on the web would dare publish if I were to properly describe it. In my darkest moments I was persevered by the thought that this emetic onanism fest would cause an ego bubble to expand exponentially in the head of our auteur, leading to an implosive aneurysm that would reduce his frontal lobe to the consistency of tapioca pudding. Sadly, this did not happen. But I still hold out hope that one day he, and everyone associated with this Promethean exercise in shoddy solipsism, would be relegated to doing bit parts in training videos for Popeye’s Chicken. I still believe that there is such a thing as justice in this world.