I love that the venerable Palms Cycle advertises itself in such a unique way. But the cheap irony of a bike shop being located on Motor Avenue is readily surpassed by the seeming waste of this classic cruiser and its message, located on the no man’s land of a Venice Boulevard median where it’s seen …
A couple posts ago I pointed a hellbent finger at a couple insurance companies with the word “Farm” in their titles who just so happened to put out near-simultaneous TV advertisements that take unnecessary pokes at bike commuters. What I neglected to mention was that I wrote emails to State Farm and Farmers respetively taking …
click to triplify These campaign bills were pasted up along Manzanita between Sunset and Santa Monica and while on my way to the library (and Scoops) this afternoon I had to stop and juxtapose my own favorite form of transport among the kind Jeep would rather have you drive.
Being as I’ve mostly been watching football mostly on the broadcast box this past couple weeks, I’ve been abnormally subjected to the flow of repetitive crapaganda from truck makers who want me to buy their stuff. A meaningless sampling of the most offensive marketing schemes: 1) Chevy’s fauxtriotic “This is your truck” TV campaign backed …
So I lost 50 pounds this year simply by monitoring my caloric intake, exercising and eating healthier. But how does one shed IQ points? Of course that’s operating perhaps under a rash and arrogant assumption that I have a high enough number of them that I can afford to lose some. But for the sake …
I’d be lying if I told you it didn’t occur to me that I’d been long-time lately low on stuff to rant about. Usually I can count on reading or seeing something — a high percentage of it’s tremendously trivial — that sets me off. Whatever the trigger, maybe I’ll write a letter to the …