When you feel like shit, Pat Robertson is entertaining. Entertaining in that whole watching-monkies-fling-poo kind of way.
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Have taken cough syrup. Have taken allergy medication. Am currently feeling a wee bit loopy. Thankfully 5:00 is more than 2 hours away, because typing is challenging enough right now.
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Orbitz confused the hell out of me the other night with their new destination campaign.
I was paying just enough attention to get confused as to whether it was for
Orbitz (flights and destination information) or
Orbit (gum). 60's kitsch is all well and good, but when two companies with very, very similar names go for the same theme, confusion ensues.
Then they hit me with dude and his new boyfriend competing with a gay travel planner to book the fastest all-inclusive gay trip to San Francisco. And so I sat and went "what the hell" and generally tried to figure out if they were being serious or had missed the boat on funny, or both. Because it included Chuck Woolery. They didn't quite hit the kitsch right or the funny right, but the commercial was on target for their
Gay and Lesbian Travel Deal. Which makes a lot more sense having found the deal online myself, but when viewing the commercial? They missed the mark a little. Not much, but a little. (Then again, I may need to view the commercial when not sick. Because it may be infinitely funnier when viewed without the cloud of snot.)
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67 icons down, 33 to go. Woohoo!
Now somebody give me some ideas for an icon. I've exhausted most of the ones I already had. LOL