Pop Quiz. Home Work. Cutting Corners. Viral Video. Famous Mommies. Cleaning Craze.BVlogger to the Rescue. Life After Breast Canver. Spelling Quiz. From Cute to Creepy. Huh? What?
It's MomTourage. Yup. Another iVillage creation that pays homage to HBO's Entourage. Tangential to Zima's Mom Your Ride, this one's all about the power of mom and her posse. Complete with the best wheels, the best seats and...spit up in their hair, these moms use their clout, score dates and the "primo" tables.
They've even got Turtle.
With a little bit of Gmail contextual wizardry, J. Crew is capitalizing on Obama and his wife Michelle with a text ad that leads to a landing page which reads, "All politics aside...this outfit gets our vote."
Simple. Smart. Obvious. With all the contextual fuckery that exists, it's nice to occasionally see one execution that's actually relevant and isn't selling turpentine to young teens who drink it to force abortions.
KFC partnered with the highly-addictive Guitar Hero World Tour for a cross-promotional something-or-other. Redeem codes for branded Guitar Hero cups from KFC Rocks.
More importantly, try your hand at this "crowd surfing" game. Hit the arrows to the beat, and keep your emo rocker dude from falling to the bottom of the mosh pit.
The game was put together by Creative Alliance, a KFC agency, in collaboration with The Basement Design + Motion. It's funny, though: after playing a few times, I craved both chicken and Dance, Dance Revolution.
Witness with envy as the world's largest beach ball -- 36 feet across -- alights upon a throng of Dallas citizens, hands high over heads like children with a giant parachute.
"that is fuckin incredible lol," gushes one of the more eloquent viewers on YouTube.
The ball, a promotional effort by Carnival Cruise Lines, set the world record for largest beach ball last Sunday. Witnesses to the historic moment were treated to live music, free food and cruise giveaways by Senior Cruise Director John Heald.
Oh look! There's a mouse! A server! A laptop! People! And a stupid headline, "I Choose to Take my Own Path." Must be a B to B ad campaign. Yup, it is. An Indian one. From Dell. By Enfatico.
Why does all IT advertising have to suck? Hmm, maybe it's just practice. You know, for when, 18 months from now, Enfatico finally gets around to launching a consumer campaign.
JFC. make it stop. Please.
This half-hour Obama spot aired on eight networks during prime-time last night. (Sorta like the Presidential debates ... except with just one candidate.)
It's slow-moving and demagogic, with the distinct vanilla flavor of Christian family TV, but Obama's honeyed tone is soothing, like a lullaby. As an added bonus, it's oddly devoid of plumbers named Joe.
"I didn't get a church-related feeling, but my wife loved the wheat," said colleague Michael Kimsal when we discussed the ad this morning. "We then watched the pundits afterward, and half of them loved the wheat too."
Building on that hard-up plebe vibe, Adrants reader Olivier was all, "Felt like Grapes of Wrath II at times."
I'm sure a handful of wily degenerates have fantasized about rigging this year's election results in their favour. Or voting 30 times instead of once.
Given that you can't do either of those things without great risk, consider making your mom vote for your candidate of choice. She gave birth to you; we're sure she'd do it just to keep you from hitting her up for money this month.
For year two of the Detroit Institute of Arts' "Let Yourself Go" rebrand, Perich Advertising + Design tapped Head Gear Animation/Toronto to produce two spots:
o In "Son of Hatman," Hatman takes his son to the museum. Seeing the art makes them part of it.
I once saw a Tales from the Darkside episode with a similar premise: a guy on the lam runs into a museum and prays to be hidden inside a peaceful painting of a fisherman. But because he spends his prayertime looking at a picture of Jesus being crucified, that's where God puts him. Oh, horrors.
o In "Thinker," a stumped writer leaps off his perch and hits the DIA for inspiration.
Writer's block hurts, and while I'm sure forking over $8 to see other people's masterpieces must help, I find it hard to believe he didn't try drinking first. It's the path of least resistance. Cheaper, too.
Adrants reader Molly sent us a spot in which JFK is reanimated and his words altered to promote sustainable energy technology.
CG technology was used to "remodel JFK's mouth word for word," according to the pressie. Produced by AKQA with help from The Ambassadors/Amsterdam for Greenpeace, it debuted last Monday at a press briefing in Berlin.