TV Anonymous. Anyone?

I've definitely been watching too much TV. I know this is true because I get disgusted when certain commercials come on. I know, I know, this is how networks make their money, but commercials are so irritating. Especially after the thousandth viewing. They make me want to ban the products! No kidding!

I find myself putting commcercials into different categories: Clever, Too Clever,
Way Too Clever, I Totally Don't Understand, So What Is That Product For Anyway,
Sort of Cute, and AAAAGH, Where's the Remote?

In the Clever category are ones like the two guys on the ski lift, and one asks the other for permission to ask his old girl friend for a date. I laughed when the askee threw the cell phone off the ski lift. That is I laughed the first few times that I saw the commercial. Now, after the hundreds of times I have seen the commercial, I would like to throw both of them off the ski lift. And, I couldn't begin to tell you what that commercial is advertising. Probably, cell phones. But does that really make you want to buy a phone?

Which brings me to the Too Clever category. Those are the commercials where you really can't identify the product being advertised. These commercials are usually those highly touted ones that are saved for the Super Bowl, and maybe some other sporting events. I think most of them advertise beer. The only ones I've ever liked had either Betty White or the Anheiser Busch horses in them.

The Way Too Clever category includes commercials where all they bring to mind is the vision of over-caffeined advertising "geniuses" sitting around a table and brain-storming far out ideas way into the night! I think they are products of desperation
or hallucination.

I can't think of an example of "I Totally Don't Understand" because I totally hit the remote. But I am sure that you have seen them, and you don't understand them,
either.

In the category of What is that product for Anyway are commercials that should be accompanied by the warning "Do Not Try This At Home." They usually involve breakage,spillage,police,often alien monsters, cars going off cliffs, dads with
strange hair cuts, etc. So, can you tell me which toilet paper shaves off hair?
(From dad's head, that is). No, you can't, can you.

Now, to the relatively few commercials that I have seen hundreds and hundreds of times, and I can still watch them, and sometimes I still smile when I see them.
Ones that come to mind at this moment: the little girl who tastes the Meijers spinach and the other brand (I still love her reaction.) The cute little white dog who worries about where to bury his bone accompanied by the song "Trouble, trouble." I don't know if it's the dog or the song that I still like.

And, finally, in the Where's the Remote category: that insipid family of four eating dinner, reading the teenagers diary, etc. Like I said before, "AAAAGH!"
Or even worse, that dweeby guy who is late getting up and drinks the wake up stuff.
Then he runs down the stairs and says "Let's get this done." I wish he'd just go
back to bed, nobody out in this world wants to run into him. So hit the remote.

But, explain to me, how every network knows how to run commercials at exactly the same time. That's when I give up and go this computer. God bless Netflix. I can
get a commercial free movie at any time.

Oh, one more thing. I feel really sorry for those poor souls who must act in commercials. I know they love getting those nice little checks every time a commercial runs, but just think about their resumes. Who wants to put on their resume that they have performed as a dust ball, a dirt clod,or worst of all,
mucus?

Go Butler Bulldogs. And Thanks for a cleaner house!

I love the Butler Bulldogs. I love the kind of young men that play for Butler.
I love the kind of basketball they play - "The Butler Way."
I love their coach Brad Stevens, his intellect, his coaching ability, the kind of
gentleman and family man that he seems to be. I loved it when pregame they showed BU and VCU warming up on the floor, and they tuned in to hear the coaches. VCU coach was throwing himself around the floor, being kind of crazy. Butler boys were going through their regular routines, and Brad Stevens said, "Now, warm up appropriately."
Don't you just love that?
Everything about the Butler program just seems to be outstanding. It is something for which Butler U. can be very proud.
And, indeed, the whole state of Indiana has adopted this team. There is a great deal of excitement in our state. We can't wait for tomorrow night.

So, how did they help with my house cleaning? It's like this. I love them, but I simply cannot sit down and watch them play. They've won every game in the tournament by a mere few points. The anxiety is excruciating.

Last night, I very much wanted to sit down and watch every second of their game against Virginia Commonwealth U. But as soon as the game started, and VCU scored their first basket, I got so nervous that I had to leave the room.

I came back, and watched a few more plays. But BU fouled, and I had to leave the room. This went on for awhile. So finally I got the dust spray and cloth and began
dusting in another room - dusting with a vengeance. Pretty soon I was moving from one room to another, dusting HARD and polishing. Don would yell to me after each play, "VCU by three." or "BU by one." Pretty soon it was half time, and I had dusted everywhere but the living room where the TV was on.

So, the second half started, and I tried to sit and watch again. But pretty soon I went and got the bathroom cleaning supplies, and scrubbed both bathrooms. Then I
put all the towels and bath mat in the laundry and started the wash. All the time I was getting updates from Don. I was finally beginning to wash off the kitchen cabinets, when Don said Butler is ahead by eight, and there are only two minutes to go.

So, by golly, I did watch the last two minutes of that wonderful game, and did get to see all the celebration afterward. AND I have a pretty clean house, too.

I just don't know what to do tomorrow night. How will I ever make it through a
championship game? All I can say is,

"GO BULLDOGS!"