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My Husband Rocks! (And so do Doritos...)

Furthering the “Why I love my husband” post from before…

Yesterday he came out of his Apple room with an odd smile about his face, a sweet look in his eye, and one hand hidden behind his back. I was excited! Or at least I was excited until he commented that his back was itching. I pouted and told him he wasn’t allowed to use body language that implied he had a special secret gift for me behind his back if he couldn’t deliver so he made a “wait right there” gesture and went back into his computer room. A few seconds later he was back in the living room with a ukulele and serenading me with “You Are My Sunshine” – a song he always sang to me at the end of every date through the mesh netting of my parent’s front screen door. Apparently a month ago he brought a ukulele from a local pawn shop and has been keeping it hidden in his computer room, practicing the chords on weekend mornings while I’m still asleep and in the 15 minutes in the afternoons when he beats me home from work and has the house to himself. It was going to be a surprise for our wedding anniversary in April. How incredibly sweet is that?!?!!??! If course, now I don’t get an anniversary surprise but that’s okay because an out-of-the-blue Sunday surprise is just as good.

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Also, though not as romantic as my Sweetie, I love New Scientist Magazine!
Their articles are always interesting and even when technical are still understandable to a layman like me but....sometimes they are rather funny. This is a short one written by one of their interns -

Are we sending the right message to ET?

It's midnight on a far-flung planet and some alien astronomers happen to have their radio telescopes pointed right at Earth, when they get a tiny spike in RF power - it's a message! Quick, decode it. What's it say?

It's . . . it's . . . an advertisement for Doritos. Beamed across the cosmos. On purpose.

No joke. Doritos' latest effort will see the UK public trying to come up with the winning 30-second spot that evidently will represent humanity's first interstellar ad campaign. With that universal fame, the winner will collect the tidy sum of 20,000 GBP.

In June, the ad will be broadcast using the high frequency radar telescope at the EISCAT Space Centre in Svalbard, Norway. It'll be aimed toward the "habitable zone" around one of the stars in the Ursa Major constellation, one of our best candidates for an untapped populace of snack food consumers.

But it's 42 light years away. By the time they get the message and pop over, just think of all the Doritos flavours there will be.

OK, OK, so everybody loves a good PR stunt. Admittedly it could be more enticing than the heady stuff we've been pumping out until now, or nothing at all. And I'm as compulsive a Doritos eater as the next guy (or the next seagull).

But we are, conceivably, talking about the first impression we are going to make on an alien population. Couldn't we advertise something more representative of our cultures, our hopes and dreams and interplanetary worthiness? Like Spam? Corn dogs? Help me out here. After June the marketing floodgates shall be open forever - what do you think we should be pitching to the universe at large?

Jason Palmer, New Scientist intern
Link to actual article

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sarahtoalaska
Mar. 12th, 2008 04:00 pm (UTC)
you know something weird. Kenton and I sing "you are my sunshine" to each other. Well I started it and Kenton will do it to cheer me up.
magnet5
Mar. 12th, 2008 11:58 pm (UTC)
Dammit, why do men like freemonkeys keeping raising the bar on the rest of us? How are we supposed to compete with ukulele players?
madladyred
Mar. 15th, 2008 03:12 am (UTC)
Picture John with a ukulele. Big man/tiny ukulele. It's cute. :)
magnet5
Mar. 15th, 2008 12:14 pm (UTC)
It's not the size of the ukulele, it's how well you play with it.
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