SBXLI Gives You Wiiiiiiings!

Last night, flipping through Sports Illustrated, I saw an ad for “authentic Super Bowl XLI” gear, which included a jersey with “SBXLI” on the back.

For a moment, I thought Superman’s nemesis finally got through the 5th dimension conference championships and made it to the big game. But then I remembered that he’s got no arm.

Anyway, our office had its Super Bowl party this afternoon. Unfortunately, almost half the staff was out traveling or taking personal days, so we ended up with a ton of leftovers. I became the recipient of a massive tray of buffalo wings, which I now have to keep “fresh” till Sunday.

I don’t really have much to say, but I really wanted to use that headline, and the Mxyzptlk joke.

I’m the agent orange of change agents

This article on BizWeek about the downfall of Wal-Mart ad exec Julie Roehm makes for entertaining reading. And it’s worthwhile to note that advertising people really do talk like this:

Wal-Mart, she says “would rather have had a painkiller [than] taken the vitamin of change.” What has she learned? “The importance of culture. It can’t be underestimated.”

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“We’re probably the edgiest automaker in terms of the things we try. And the times Julie went over the edge have been well documented,” says Jason Vines, [Chrylser’s] chief spokesman. “But we realized you don’t know where the edge is unless you are willing to go over it once in a while.”

Down by contact

Ahoy, dear readers! Sorry for the lack of posts; I was down-n-out with some sorta flu yesterday. I made it into the office for an hour or so, then gave up and came home to rest.

The construction across the street — our neighbor’s building an addition on his house — made sure that I never got too much sleep during the day. I take that as a positive, since it meant I didn’t have trouble when I went to bed last night.

Anyway, I’ve got a ton of work to catch up on, so I leave you with Life After Sports (and make sure you check out the slide show).

Monday Morning Montaigne

From That the taste of good and evil depends in large part on the opinion we have of them:

Indeed, just as study is a torment to a lazy man, abstinence from wine to a drunkard, frugality to the luxurious man, and exercise to a delicate idler, so it is with the rest. Things are not that painful or difficult of themselves; it is our weakness and cowardice that make them so. To judge of great and lofty things we need a soul of the same caliber; otherwise we attribute to them the vice that is our own. A straight oar looks bent in the water. What matters is not merely that we see the thing, but how we see it.

Morning stroll

Amy thought it’d be a nice idea this morning if we lit out for Ringwood Manor and snapped some pix while the 8am light was going on. She wasn’t happy with her photos, but here’s the first image in the photoset I posted:

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Enjoy the set.