Finally we’ve had some rain. It was lightly falling when I woke up then it poured. Now it has stopped. The day is getting lighter. The sun is going to make an appearance. I was surprised at how warm the morning is when I went to get the papers. It’s a short sleeve day.
I remember when television was filled with commercials for cigarettes. Winston tastes good like a cigarette should. Dancing cigarette box girls wore Old Gold. Salem cigarettes gave us a wonderful world. Their tobacco was touted as smooth and rich with a deep taste, but those commercials disappeared prompted by the list of carcinogens in tobacco smoke. Alcohol commercials disappeared for a while too, but they’re back with the admonition to drink sensibly. TV is now filled with ads touting all sorts of different products. Nothing is taboo any longer. Car and prescription drug commercials seem to outnumber the rest. I get a chuckle out of the drug ads. They give the longest list of who shouldn’t take the drugs and, if you do take them, what might happen to you and how soon you should see a doctor if those symptoms arise. I watch a lot of cable.
I’ve learned a lot from TV. The spouse is always the first suspect in the murder of his/her other half. Home sleeping is the worst alibi. If you’re planning a huge event, something will go wrong. It is inevitable. Silky, rich hair is within reach. No one needs to have less than sparkling white teeth. Watch out when asked for a DNA swab. We are all being watched.
