Wednesday, June 20, 2007

I Love YouTube

I laughed so hard from watching this video that I out of my chair.

The Dangers of Oral Sex!




Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Weirdness on the Set

I was working on the set for a local band's music video the other day. It's been awhile since I've done one. I figured it was about time.

Anyway, the band had some fans show up to be groupies for this video. The interesting thing is that one of the young women who came clearly had more stuffed into her tube top than just herself.

At first, I didn't think much about it. She wasn't the first woman to try such a thing and I doubt she'll be the last.

The problem was that after an hour or so, whatever was in her top started to fall downwards. It wasn't long before her "boobs" were extending almost to her abdomen. (How it was that she didn't notice herself is beyond me, but that's another subject all together.)

I knew I couldn't put something like this in the video, but I really wasn't sure how a gentleman could possibly tell a woman something like this.

I called one of my friends, Lee Runchey, hoping to get some advice on how to convey this bit of news to her. I figured Lee is a woman. She's worked in public relations and on movie sets. Clearly, she would know what I should tell her. Unfoturately, I only got Lee's voicemail when I called.

I called another queen of public relations in Detroit, my former partner in Detroit Synergy Paula Turner. And I got her voicemail as well.

At this point, I just started dialing for advice.

I called Amanda and didn't get an answer.

I called Liza and got her voicemail.

I called Nicole and got her voicemail.

At this point, I'm thinking, "Great, the women in my life have officially let me down." It wasn't that it wasn't that I was upset or disappointed. This was just one of those moments when I really needed advice from a woman's perspective.

I thought about calling my Mom, but - quite frankly - that seemed even more awkward than just telling this woman that her breasts were sagging all the way down to her belly.

I tried moving the camera around so she wouldn't be in the shot, but it was of no use. Everytime I moved, she moved. Badly Stuffed Tube Top Girl was determined to be in this shot.

It was at this moment that I was hit with a bolt of inspiration. I thought of two magical words.

Two words that immediately solved all of my problems.
  1. Smoke.
  2. Machine.
I turned it on; the band looked great. No one could see how low the breasts were sagging on that one girl in the front row.

I am, if I may say so, a genius.

By the way, Lee eventually called me back a few minutes later - and laughed appropriately at my remedy.

Saturday, June 09, 2007

Great Minds Think Alike

It looks like I'm not the only person who is a fan of Keira Knightley.

Ever since the two of them started working together in the upcoming movie The Edge of Love, Sienna Miller simply cannot stop singing Keira's praises according to a recent published report.

I have to say, though, after reading more about The Edge of Love, I'm really looking forward to seeing it.

Not only does it have Keira Knightly and Sienna Miller; it's also being directed by John Maybury, who directed Keira in another cool indie flick The Jacket.

Plus, as if that's not enough, the screenplay for The Edge of Love was written by Sharman MacDonald - Keira Knightley's mother.

With all of that tying things together, life on the set of The Edge of Love must have been interesting.

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

DC vs. Marvel

In the spirit of the PC/Mac commercials, someone has posted a series of DC/Marvel comics commericials on YouTube. They simply crack me up.

This is the most recent one.



The rest of them are available here.

Saks Shoe Department Gets Its Own ZIP Code

There are something that I simply can't believe when their forwarded to me by email. I'm not talking about the ones that claim I'll make oddles of cash by forwarding some stupid email to 10 of my friends. I know enough not to fall for that cyber-garbage.

I'm talking about the news stories that I get. The ones so odd that they make me do a double take.

Saks Fifth Avenue is a perfect example of this. The Associated Press reported recently that the U.S. Postal Service had issued the shoe department at Saks.

A shoe department with its own ZIP code?

Granted, it's an impressive shoe department:
  • 8,500 square foot showroom;
  • VIP room for private shopping;
  • Shoe repair available;
  • Spacious seating; and
  • Refreshments (to prolong the dropping in "shop 'til you drop").
Of course, in hindsight, I shouldn't be too suprised that Saks convinced the post office to issue a ZIP code for its shoe department. It all goes back to what Seth Godin talked about in his book The Purple Cow - to be a success in modern businss, one not only has to produce a remarkable product but to market it in a way that gets people talking about it.

Still, I have an urge to send a letter to 10022-SHOE, which is the new ZIP code for the Saks shoe department, just to see if it gets there.