No THANKS, ABC

And apparently boobs are the new talking.

Aaah, a new comedy from fam-friendly ABC about how a “single mother explores the honest truths about dating and aging in a beauty and youth obsessed culture.”   Part of a fall lineup that supposedly looks at the face of the “modern family.”  As luck would have it, the modern family is all about reinforcement of tired norms, horny housewives and milf-isms.  Sigh.

Yes, let’s hope Courtney can get someone to fall in love with her withered ass. Also featuring our favorite bad-idea bear, the lovely and shockingly thin Ali Larter.

Thanks grafit-istas

They totally walked into it, right?

Anti-Marketing, Town Hall Style

Awesome award for the Dog Days of Heath Care Reform?  That guy in the middle. Oh yeah.

RT: Dating Advice

I am well aware that me reposting Sarah Haskins on this blog is kind of like the Grateful Dead cover band Monkeys Typing putting their instruments down and playing a copy of Live/Dead.  But I love this segment.

 

Especially the bits about meeting men at “guy” places.  You know, race tracks, sports bars, dens of iniquity…

I would like to add karaoke bars to this list.  Nothing like picking out that special guy in the crowd and staring him down with a look that says: You think I’m uninhibited in this rendition of “Love is a Battlefield”, you should see me in the sack! 

It still never ceases to amaze me that dudes aren’t offended by all this sagacity surrounding their entrapment.

RT: Awesome

Thanks to David for this:

No thanks, SoapNet

More importantly - what are you doing on our gay-cation, lady?

Way to go, Soapnet.  As if recurring “man shortage” rhetoric tryin to scare us back to the kitchen ain’t enough, the straight ladies now have to deal with worrying if they are living in the wrong city, where no one will ever love them.  Granted, I could go for a free vacation.  Maybe my soulmate actually lives in Saskatchewan or Ulanbaatar or something?  If only a cable network dedicated to reruns of daytime dramas would help me find him/her!

Does everyone need a dating show?

Featurette: The Alternate Tag Line

Sorry, this is as close as I could get.

The other blonde lady from Grey’s Anatomy and that dude from 300 star in The Ugly Truth: What Gerry Isn’t Telling You About His HPV.

Aw, thanks Cyndi!

I know that the whole retail-marketing/social awareness-raising combo can be ethically sticky at times, but f’reals, I can’t help but love this message-on-a-tee from H&M.

Why yes, yes we do.

For the simple reason that a generation is finishing up high school after nigh a decade of federally-funded abstinence educators telling them that condoms don’t work, I won’t turn down the help of serious pop-iconery to set the record straight. 

The logic is sound, kids: IF Girls Just Wanna Have Fun AND Girls Just Wanna Have Safe Sex, THEREFORE Safe Sex=Fun (Maths!).   Sex positivity and don’t-forget-about-AIDS all in one!

No thank you, myriad film companies

I can’t actually figure out who is behind this: 

*Gulp!

but oy.  I know I’ve been kind of heavy-handed on the rom-coms lately but for crying out sakes… really?  I’ll make this a multiple choice.  Sorry to Saltz of I’m Not Feeling You for stealing this: 

Cold-as-ice Business Woman bribes her attractive male assistant to marry her why?:
a. To inherit her grandmother’s millions, left only to properly espoused progeny
b. To avoid deportation … to Canada. And Gerard Depardieu was not available
c. To not appear so much like the pathetic the withered, childless shell of a 40-year-old ballbreaker and she most surely is, for her class reunion/relative’s wedding.

Actually it’s B.  But yeah, any of them would have sufficed.  Shit Sandra, why not go home to Vancouver.  I hear it’s lovely.

No thanks, Showtime Graphic Designers

I’m generally not shocked or appalled by T&A in ads.  Really.  I mean, yeah, women’s bodies are used to sell shit all the time, but I ain’t against admiring an attractive human form if’n it’s not being degraded or perpetuating some awful misconception.   But these Showtime ads have become ubiquitous over the past month:

Her head bobbles every time the train passes...

And what really bugs me is not the mostly-naked woman concept, but the horrible bobble-head job on the photo-shopping.  Come on!  I know you blew a shit-ton of money on outdoor ads, but seriously…  her head doesn’t even come close to looking like it belongs on that body.  Let alone the hugeness of the ribcage as proportioned to the pelvis.  Did you guys learn anatomy from Dr. Barbie?

Poor Mary-Louise Parker, lugging that freakishly huge noggin around all the time.  Her neck muscles must be like STEEL.