But sometimes I feel like I’m still tripping. Someone tell me they get this print ad. The only correlation I can make between the ostrich and the granola is the copy that says, “get his beak around”. Ostriches aren’t really “go-getters”, are they? One of my account managers is like an ostrich. When there’s a billing problem with a client, he sticks his head in the sand (read: up his ass) and hopes I take care of it eventually. I fucking hate birds.
I posted about the first in this print series for Disney parks by Annie Leibovitz a long time ago – I think it was Becks on a horse or some crap like that. There’s a 3rd installment out now and this one’s my favorite – who doesn’t love Tina Fey? Perfectly directed expression.
Ugh. Seriously, I should remember not to drink heavily after going to the gym. Headache. Bad. Death sounds good. Actually, can someone fedex me some Boots Tension Headache Relief? Or a gun. Really. Not kidding. Speaking of headaches, Euro RSCG (Duesseldorf) did this ad for Thomapyrin. I’d say it was clever, but I can’t get the cotton out of my mouth to form sentences.