"Yellow." Mellow. That would be us during today's Happy Hour, which… given the time change… we kicked off much earlier than usual. Sitting outside with our feet up, cigar in hand and drinking in early afternoon will reinforce, no doubt, our neighbors' perception of us as an irreconcilable reprobate. I flatter myself by thinking the neighbors actually think of us at all, which I'm quite sure they don't. Still and even, drinking in mid-afternoon on a Sunday isn't quite in keeping with the gestalt of the High Plains of New Mexico, given our frickin' Blue Laws and such. It's illegal to buy alcohol on Sunday in these parts, and that includes a simple glass of wine with dinner, should one choose to dine out on a Sunday. I frickin' HATE that!
All that said… both yesterday and today were brilliant Fall days, which is to say warm, clear and beautiful. We saddled up Miss Zukiko and went for a ride around the countryside late this morning before coming back and indulging in Happy Hour. There aren't many of such days left this year, I'm afraid. So: we're taking advantage of them as best we can.
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Miscellaneous bitches, moans, and complaints department: Have all y'all seen that obnoxious AARP ad? The one that features the "with-it" 60-something dude who begins the ad by saying "the sixties were a time of freedom… and so are MY 60s" and then proceeds to flog Medicare Advantage insurance from AARP...complete with flashbacks of his sixties-era girlfriend with the long, ironed blonde hair, presumably now his pixie-coiffed wife? And shots of him and said girlfriend in front of their VW van (quick cut to today's minivan... OMG), and him on his motorcycle… ultimately cutting to politically-correct pics of him and the family in the present… on frickin' bicycles? God forbid we should still ride mo'sickles in our 60s, right? And then there are the oh-so-cute grandchildren. Kee-RIST. Spare me. Please. I can't find the mute button fast enough…
I spent quite a while over my morning coffee searching all the video sites for that commercial, but: no joy. Which is probably a Good Thing… coz if you've seen the ad you know exactly what I'm on about. And if you haven't seen it… well, your day has been spared a serious downer. I'm thinking the world will be a MUCH better place when all the Boomers are dead. Things are only gonna get worse in the ad-space and other cultural forums as time goes on, however. Aiiieee.
Full disclosure: I am NOT a Boomer, given as how I was born in 1945. So: I'm entitled to bitch about 'em. And Boy-Howdy… I most certainly do and will continue to do so. Self-obsessed wankers.
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One more from this afternoon's soundtrack:
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