We love contextual advertising. What? You think we're down on it because we always make fun of it? Well...you'd be right. But that's the point of it all. What would we do without the occasional contextual corrigendum?
Especially less than humorous ones that marry "fun between your legs" and rape.
Ben Kunz over at Thought Gadgets drew our obliging eyes to the latest manifestation of Hitler. This time it's for Rasayana, the anti-stress tea.
It might be overstating it to suggest Hitler would've been a totally different dude if he were more of a tea drinker, but you never know. At least one blogger has suggested to us that clutching a hot beverage generally makes you nicer.
More pretty pictures at Ads of the World.
Heineken follows up its ultra-popular walk-in fridge spot with "Walking Fridge."
The end result is much the same -- frosty rows of Heineken nestled in ice, swathes of men screaming like little girls -- but the premise slightly different: instead of getting a walk-in fridge, one brand-new homeowner gets a miniature fridge that brings beverages to him on little mechanical legs.
It's like Wall-E for the hopped-out blue collar set. Agency: TBWA\Neboko with production company CZAR.NL.
Heh. Shakespeare County just released the Shakespeare Game, a Prince of Persia-esque challenge in which you, Romeo, have to hunt Juliet down and whisk her off the balcony.
Gather books and roses to fortify you along the way, and beware walking skeletons, spiked ditches and warthog-looking things. Every once in awhile the Bard appears to drop hints.
After an infernal loading period we blew at least 10 happily-lost minutes on the first handful of levels. No word on if success results in double suicide though.
Damn. These Cannes Young Lions videos are all over the place! Make it stop! Please! Well, OK, maybe after just one more because, well, who doesn't love a good (really bad?) fart joke. And these are the people who will make up the next generation of creative Gods? Oh wait, of course they will. They're just younger version of the farting buffoons we already have running the industry.
Jack in the Box's mini sirloin burgers ad has compelled at least two of our local friends to actually try the wee bready buggers. Every time it hits the TV, somebody within proximity has a cuteness explosion and shrieks something to the effect of "The COWS are MINI! Because the BURGERS are MINI!", their pupils all dilated and whatnot.
It's weird. But we conveyed a similar reaction when we watched South Park's "Fun with Veal."
- Be careful premature ejaculators. The Bedroom Police might suddenly appear bedside.
- Joseph Morin tells us, "In honor of my 44th birthday this week I will be giving away 44 hours of consulting and training on everything I've learned over the past 10 years doing Internet marketing, Enterprise Level SEO Consultation to some of the largest brands on the Internet, speaking at conferences globally and visionary architect of some of the largest social media campaigns - ever.? Check him out.
- AgencySpy gives us a blow by blow breakdown of product placement in the Pussycat Dolls new video, Hush, Hush."
- Yup. It's another gigantic animal doing stupid things in a commercial.
Unwitting public transport users were treated to a depressing sight at some bus stops in Chile: a simulation of emaciated, depressed dogs peering out of cages, one side of which is actually the bus shelter wall.
The video below demonstrates the effort drew a crowd of gawkers and photo-snappers. Whether it earned any of those sad oily mutts a home, however, remains to be seen.
Work by TBWA\Frederick, Chile for an adoption program sponsored by Pedigree, whose kibble our dogs have consciously avoided since the early '90s. You know what'd be a real buzzkill though? A pet shelter desktop widget, like San Diego Zoo's panda cam, which we listlessly stare at between blogs.
OK, readers. Help us out here. It's your chance to win. And ours. Fuze Meeting and SlideShare have teamed to launch...a PowerPoint competition. Oh, don't let the vernacular get you down. Just get creative and win. After all, Adrants readers are the best in the business, right?
Yesterday, we mentioned Gawker Media announced the acquisition of the blog BloodCopy. We also mentioned it had to be a joke. Well, it is and it isn't. The long-running blog is part of a Campfire-created campaign for HBO's True Blood. Since it's inception, BloodCopy has kept in-story, increasing its fanbase of vampire culture lovers and show fans.
Last year California passed Prop 8, which bans same-sex marriage within the state. The months preceding its formalization were trying ones for our gay friends in the Sunshine State; one of them even scanned freeways in pursuit of Prop 8 signs to vandalize.
In the months since, the climate surrounding Prop 8's gotten feverish. Fresh faces are leaping onto the revocation boat with the birth of a new campaign, No H8, advocated by duct-taped and facepainted social celebrities like Lacey Schwimmer, Perez, B. Scott, Calpernia Addams and Tila Tequila (at left) -- whose A Shot at Love series was labeled the first-ever bisexual dating show. =P
Yesterday California's Supreme Court released its decision about whether to uphold the controversial law. We found out this morning that it remains intact, which means you can expect a few demonstrations wherever they can be organized. I'm also pretty sure the aforementioned celebs will be tearing the tape off their faces and going on blast.
Worth noting: same-sex marriages that occurred before the ban will still be recognized, but try saying that at a cocktail party full of Evangelicals.
Behind-the-scenes vid for No H8, and more photos, are available at the campaign website.
So yesterday, we yawned and practically fell asleep after watching one of Danica Patrick's new Boost Mobile commercials. Today we experienced an entirely different reaction. And it wasn't pleasant. In fact, we had to run to the toilet and puke after watching Danica sign some "great racks" in another iteration of the TV campaign.
"What You think this is wrong?", asks Danica. Yea, we do, girl. We really do. Reverse stereotypes be damned. Let the women wear the miniskirts, high heels and bikinis. We're quite fine with men wearing completely unstylish pit crew ump suits. Anything. Just can they please keep their clothes on?