Showing posts with label Ads. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ads. Show all posts

Friday, December 13, 2013

Sun, fun and an Aldi ham


Yesterday may have ended with drama but it got off to a great start.

I went to Albrecht Discount!

And not just any Aldi either. It was the one across from the Broadway Market. This is a glorious Aldi, spanking new. I had never been in it, I am ashamed to say. Yesterday after buying honey and a few other things at the Broadway Market, I knew the time had come.

It was a bright sunny morning, not at all like what we would get later. I walked in piously intending to buy butter. They have butter on sale this week for $1.69. Perhaps a couple of boxes, I thought.

Holy Millville Cannoli, I wound up spending $104!


I can almost recite it. Eggs, a pomegranate, chicken, a ham, and seven silos of steel cut oats because Howard loves steel-cut oats and they had them. It is an unpredictable Aldi item.

My little niece Barbara is going to be baking with me on Sunday so that was where Baker's Secret items came into play. Dark chocolate chips, butterscotch chips, a nifty Christmas sprinkling sugar set, plain white sugar, etc., etc. Coffee.

I bought all kinds of cheese, Happy Farms or Happy Valley or whatever it is called.

Anyway. It looks as if in the acknowledgments to my Leonard Pennario book might have to include Aldi. And Aldi should thank me back.

Isn't that a great Santa up above? It is Santa with an Aldi ham! Apparently it was part of a recent ad campaign in Australia where their Christmas is warm, with swimming and surfing. I have never been able quite to figure out how the world's weather works.

Here is the commercial.




Friday, February 10, 2012

The great depression


For years I have wished I had kept a binder for ads that crack me up. I love ads and packaging, things like that. I find myself studying them.

Luckily now we have the Internet and so I can walk down memory lane with this Zoloft ad. Click on it and you can see it bigger.



Ha, ha! That was back when I had not met Leonard Pennario and I could concentrate on such things. I loved the oversimplified stories, and then the depressed bubble head going on the computer and researching Zoloft. There was one where you saw the moon shining in the window but alas, that one eludes me on the Internet.

This is funny, once in an Elmwood Avenue shop I managed to get talking with the proprietor about Zoloft ads. We laughed and laughed about them.

There would always be one woebegone depressed bubble head and the others would be smiling.


Wow, I guess there were TV ads too! We must watch one. We must!



Hahaha! At the end they all bounce.

What got me onto this today was seeing an ad for Abilify. I had never heard of this drug but the ad, featuring a bathrobe, kills me. The bathrobe is your depression and it comes chasing you!


Too funny.

With ads like this, who needs the actual drugs?