This is The LapDesk. It is designed so you can do your computing while lying prostrate in bed.
I felt lazy when I bought this product. I felt even lazier when I read the hundreds of invalid testimonials.
Friday, March 23, 2007
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Just felt slight twinge of pride upon reviewing Easter-themed promotional email created for major retail client.
Nice use of action-oriented language. Clever-but-not-cutesy word play. Scannable titles. Appropriately labeled buttons.
This is an email people will enjoy having in their junk filter.
Posted by Erin Bradley at 1:53 PM
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
The State of South Carolina wants to require women to view ultrasounds of their fetuses so they can see what they look like before they abort.
Wonder if they'll also show them episiotomy photos so they can see what their precious ladybits will look like post-birth? How about pictures of the dirty baby diapers they'll have to change, probably all by themselves because daddy denied paternity and/or skipped town. Oh wait! WAIT! I know! Crime scene photos of pregnant women who got murdered because they denied their husband/family's orders to abort!
Clearly, we're going to need to re-think this slideshow.
Donate to Planned Parenthood now.
p.s. Sorry if any of those were disturbing, guys. Here's a kittycat chaser.
Posted by Erin Bradley at 7:11 PM
Monday, March 19, 2007
Called to order Weird Al concert tickets. Felt nerdy to begin with, cause I was using the phone. I am 80. I still patronize the post office and order things in catalogs. When I go to restaurants I order the senior plate, which is a hamburger on a wilted piece of lettuce with a side of canned cling peaches and no bun. And a coffee. Decaf. Are you SURE that's decaf, honey? Good. Only Equal? No Sweet-N-Low? Oh dear.
Anyway, I felt even nerdier when a black customer service rep answered the phone. Yes, I know you cannot always tell a person's race by the sound of their voice but this was a black guy. Unless it was Eminem. But it wasn't Eminem because I'd recognize Eminem. I have all his records. I mouth memorized lyrics about mother rape and shooting people while riding the subway. People are intimidated.
The CSR of course didn't give a fuuuuuuuuuck. He kept saying "Yankovitch" instead of Yankovic and I honestly believe he had no prior knowledge of who this Weird Al is or what he's all about. Is it because of his age or his race? Or both? I think it's the age. He sounded young.
Did I mention that this is my THIRD Weird Al show? The first one I went to I brought a whoopee cushion and got him to sign it. I thought I was the most clever girl in the world but behind me were about 50 people, all holding spatulas.
Posted by Erin Bradley at 7:29 PM
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Went to a SNL party on St. Patrick's Day at this eurodouche club in the West Village.
I can't write much because I have a deadline but the only information you really need to know is that my sister made out with a cast member and at one point in the evening I was sitting next to Constantine from American Idol.
Posted by Erin Bradley at 11:24 PM