OK, so last week, while catching up on stuff off of the DVR from last year (DON'T YOU JUDGE ME!), a commercial for Lunesta came on. Normally, I fast forward through DVR commercials, but I was in the middle of a burrito from Chipotle, and didn't want to waste any get any tasty tasty burrito on the remote.

mmmMMMmmm...Chipotle burritos. CHI! POTE! LAYYYYYYYY!

Sorry - where was I? Oh yes. Lunesta.

So apparently, Lunesta is supposed to help you sleep. (IMO, Jack Daniels is probably cheaper, tastier, and better for you than the chemicals in Lunesta, but what do I know?) They show this freakin' gigantic green glowy moth flying into the bedroom and settling on this person - maybe symbolizing a blanket or comfort or something, I dunno.

Now, I don't have many particular insect phobias aside from ticks (horrible Faustian nightmare creatures waiting in trees to suck your soul out). In particular, moths don't bother me; they're actually kinda cute, for a bug, what with the fuzzy antenna and all. Not the smartest critters, since they're drawn to light, including fire and bug zappers aka moth cookers.

However, if a giant glowing moth enters my bedroom, regardless of color, this will not help relax me, put me to sleep, or comfort me. Such an entry will provoke a reaction similar to this:

AAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! WHERE'S THE RAID??!?? WHERE'S A SHOTGUN??!?? HOLY JESUS FUCK GET THIS THING OUTTA HERE! HAIRSPRAY AND A LIGHTER NOW!!!!

I imagine just *seeing* such a moth will provoke similar reactions in most people regardless of where it is.

I mean, I don't want a glowing moth in my bedroom while I'm trying to sleep - I like it DARK. Adding light will not help me sleep. And Giant moths belong outdoors, on Monster Island or pretty damn near anywhere that IS NOT MY BEDROOM. Combining these things is a sure fire way to turn me into a gibbering lunatic who will gladly employ a scorched earth policy in a 20 mile radius to get this thing out of my room.

I suppose, in closing, I have a message for whoever makes Lunesta (no clue which company makes it because a: I'm too damn lazy to look it up and b: I don't really give a toss): Please reconsider your marketing campaign, because right now, there is no way I would use your product if there is even the smallest chance that I will be visited by giant glowing green moths in the night. I'll stick with Jack Daniels, thanks.
Those who know me IRL know that my mind has a tendency to go off in really weird (and usually funny) directions. Seeing commercials or ads or hearing phrases and taking them to their ridiculous end.

So, I thought I'd try posting one a day, see how it comes across and if it amuses.

ANYWAY.

Got an email today offering me engagement rings with a lifetime guarantee.

Th' hell?

Why does a ring need a a lifetime guarantee? Has there been some epidemic of rings turning into other shapes?

"We're SO sorry, sah, that your ring turned into a rhomboid. Let me get a RMA number for you"

Other jewelry?

"I swear, Mabel, I didn't know that the ring was gonna turn into a bracelet? I'm not saying you're fat! Aw c'mon babycakes..."

Maybe they're saying that you'll stay engaged forever?

(And now, cue "Paradise by the Dashboard Light" by Meatloaf)

And what happens if someone breaks off the engagement? Does he get his money back?

And whose life are we talking about here? His? Hers? The Rings?

Heh. If Sauron had gotten that guarantee, those damn hobbits wouldn't have screwed him up so badly. Why, even now, Middle Earth could be under his dark grasp if he had just gotten that guarantee.

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