Saturday, June 30, 2012

Need the Info

The Chief and I sometimes watch infomercials. Not very often but sometimes one catches our eyes, normally me because of the absurdness of said product or the "paid for" enthusiasm. I also have to admit that we always seem to watch them when I have control of the remote control. I don't know what that is all about.

There are always a few common elements to nearly all infomercials. First they are usually in a live studio with an audience. These could be paid or unpaid viewers. Maybe they get a free sample of the new miracle product, or likely a slight discount.

There are always endorsements from some Tom, Dick Richard, Harry, or Sally saying how this is the best product ever and that it saved my life, put my children through college, made a permanent bond between some of my stuff and some of my other stuff, or miraculously cut my hair while it sucked.

The next two items are always present, first the spokesperson or the inventor. Second, a somewhat knowledgeable person who is the second spokesperson who is also amazed with this new product, but not quite as much as the main spokesperson/inventor.

There are some really good spokespeople that are paid to simply demonstrate and make a sales pitch. Billy Mays was one such person. He achieved a level where the studio audience was not necessary and probably would have detracted from his pitch. He did such classics as Mighty Putty, Oxi Clean, Kaboom, and many others.

Another gentleman pitched a product and someone made a rap out of the video. "Watch this, you're gonna love my nuts."

The most recent infomercial we watched was for MyPillow. It has to be the best pillow ever for only $80-200 it can be yours. This infomercial has the characteristic audience, the spokesperson and the second somewhat knowledgeable spokesperson. In this case the second spokesperson really gets into her work.


She was busy. I hope she got a bonus for all the extra work she did.

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Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Love Your Appointments

The Chief and I have a Google Voice number as our home phone number. It keeps the telemarketers away, plus you absolutely do not have to answer and it if it rings. One of the neat things about it is that it is free along with free voicemail service.

The people at Google do some good work sometimes. It is very convenient, if someone leaves a message, the program will transpose the voice message into text and email it to a gmail account or send the transcript as a text message to a mobile phone.

What I particularly love is the transposing from voice to text... they do a great job.

Example 1

umm... OK. "to remind yes tina Yeah. Love your appointments" Yeah, always love your appointments, always. Also, "Please call our office during normal business hours. Yeah, Hyundai through Friday." Is Hyundai Korean for Monday?

Example 2

I don't know how Lisa became a pet clinic but I bet there was a lot of hair and scratching involved and maybe a flea bath.

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Sunday, June 3, 2012

Kind of Like Water Skiing

In Don't Try to Catch This I wrote a little about how my brother and I grew up on a farm that had dairy cows for a time. My brother and I were required to help during the summer especially when my uncle went for his 2 week military training. As my brother and I got older, we had to help more and more. Some of the kinds of chores we would do include:
  • Retrieving the cows from the pasture to be milked - we had to go and herd the cows from the outer pastures into the holding area for milking.
  • Feeding the cows their special grain blend - this consisted of getting the feed out of the grain bin in 5 gallon buckets (normally 5 buckets) and spreading it evenly in the feed bunk. The goal was to have each cow get a little of this supplement.
  • Milking the cows. Cleaning the cows and putting on the milkers, removing them when finished, keeping the parlor clean.
  • Cleanup of the milking parlor - scrape, sweep, hose, and bleach the milking parlor. 
  • Scrape down the holding pen - the cows would always "use the facilities" in the holding pen and we used a snow shovel type scraper to clean the floor.
  • Cleaning the automatic water trough
  • Annoying your older/younger brother
The area around the buildings was concrete, including the area around the water feeder and the feed trough. It was concrete  because sometimes the automatic watering device would overflow. If there was not concrete it would make a muddy mess. Also, the cows spent a great deal of time near the food. Concrete makes clean up much easier when you have one of these things.


It makes cleanup much easier. Scrape all the poo into a pit to be later hauled off and spread on a field where crops were soon to be planted.

It is impossible to stay clean when you are working in a dairy. There are certain things you wear to prevent you from becoming too filthy. We wore water proof aprons to keep most of our clothes dry, at least in the front. We also wore knee high rubber boots over our shoes. The aprons are good for keeping water and cow poop off of your clothes. The boots work well until your brother comes up to you with the hose and squirts it inside the top of your boot... or maybe I did that to him. I'm sure we did it to each other a fair amount, and probably to dad too when we could get away with it.

Dad would take care of the larger maintenance tasks. Equipment break downs, and construction projects were what he would work on as well as the health and wellness of the cattle. He would give them vaccinations and medications as prescribed by the veterinarian. 

Sometimes my brother and I would get done early with our chores and we would wait for dad to get finished doing whatever he was doing so we could go home, or to grandma's for some food. We didn't want to go and find him because then if he was not ready to leave, he would have more stuff for us to do while we waited. Sometimes we would have a few minutes to spare, anywhere from 5 to 30 generally.

We would generally entertain ourselves. One way that my brother came up with was to go into the barnyard near the water trough and feed bunk. He would sneak up behind a cow and grab its tail. It would run away and by brother would hold onto the tail and be pulled behind the cow across the concrete. This would work much better before cleaning as cow crap between concrete and rubber boots makes for some decent lubrication...

I tried it a couple times. Neither of us face planted into a steaming pile although there were some close calls.

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