I have two photos to share. I'd meant to post both of these quite a while ago (you'll note that one has snow in it) but they slipped my mind.
They may have been hiding. My data does that sometimes. For instance, there's an essay from grade 8 still loosing marks daily for being tardy. I'll submit it some day when I find it. I'm still hoping for a A, but I'm not sure how a couple decade's of being late will affect my mark. Maybe A-?
I'd known I would be tardy, so I'd gotten an extension. Now even the extension has passed and I'm late once again. So I guess I'm retardy.
Long winding road to get to that pun, huh?
Anyway, back to the photos. The first is a snapshot of a casket store. I was turning my car around in a parking lot when I looked over and spotted a casket store going for the hard sell:
You may find it garish but I love it. I've often thought someone should bring a hard sell to the death industry, and these guys rise to the challenge. The only thing they might add is a loudspeaker announcing the daily specials in a carnival barker voice, but there's always room to expand in such a growth industry.
aside:
The store reminded of the Tombstone Generator site I'd linked to ages back, and the three tombstone messages I'd made with it. Morbid? Yes. Fun? Hell yes.
end of aside
The second photo I want to share is an example of the mind boggling lengths to which marketers will go to Make Shit Up.
Inner harmony, huh? You got a double-blind study involving the breakfast habits of monks to back up that pseudoscientific claim, or are we to lump this in with the "pureness" of Ivory Soap and other supposedly harmless flimflams?
Unlike the Caskets-A-Go-Go shop, the Faux Zen cereal was a sight that sparked the Wrath Of Carrington. Yes, the Wrath! Okay, maybe not so much the Wrath as the Quiet Fuming, but were definite intimations of Scowling so I think my point was made.
Stop judging me.
