Charmingly absurd light bulb ad from Thailand, via CalamityJon at the MonsterManual LJ community.

I wish all commercials were this good. Second installment here.

Tim & Eric have a great show on Adult Swim: Tim & Eric Awesome Show, Great Job. More video clips.

The Guardian reports that a man was stabbed while waiting in line to buy Grand Theft Auto this morning. It’s not so much the “art imitates life” story line that’s interesting; it’s that the other people in line just assumed it was some viral marketing tactic. To be honest, I’d have probably thought the same thing.

“Broker” is a stroke of genius btw. And how about a listen to Studio B ElectroChoc on the radio?

If we had  “mood” settings on posts, half the time mine would read “Mood: Christopher Lambert.” (the other half it’d read “Mood:Brandon Lee”)

Via Robin Bougie 

May the lord bless your brand. Via Ian.

That’s the virtual basement of 205 and those two people have virtual AIDS. VLES stands for “Virtual Lower East Side” and is some kind of marketing website for bands or some shit I don’t have the stomach to investigate. I heard a rumor Vice magazine and Viacom are responsible. The list of offenses is too long. From the site’s about page:

VLES is a new music discovery community on the web, that is modeled after New York City‘s Lower East Side—a Mecca for young bands and music. It‘s also where artists, fashion designers, and party promoters mix together in a big network of trendsetting, partying, music-loving euphoria. We found those people, asked for their help, and together we created the Virtual Lower East Side (VLES). We hope you like it.

They should consider renaming to VSTD.

DG hero Murketing found some fan art devoted to Erin, the e-surance cartoon character that has been almost as ubiquitous as the Geico lizard thing. Although he didn’t have the stomach to look into the restricted imagery, we here at DG have no such compunctions. NSFW obvs.

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Somebody’s getting this for their birthday. I don’t know when, I don’t know how, but it’s gonna happen. The commercial kills. “Uncle Maaaa-gic!”

There’s a bank that’s been running commercials during local station breaks that shows bankers–stereotypical old white men–dreaming. Some of them dream, in thought bubbles above their heads, of dollar bills and gold coins. And then THIS guy pops up, dreaming of a Persian cat while he licks his lips. I think the commercial ends with some average-joe character stickin’ it to the man, but who cares about that? It’s the bankers who are the most interesting characters. I mean, look at this guy … Who wouldn’t want him to be his eccentric uncle? Is this the cat lady syndrome, inverted?