Went to a gym meet tonight. On our way out they had one of those cutout photo stands. The Yankee decided to re-live her gymnastics days.
Not a wobble nor a misstep; perfect 10.
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Jan 16
Melts in my hand
Melts in your mouth, not in your hand. That was the slogan, right? That’s the jingle. The motto that the Mars people and the M&Ms sloganeers gave us that line — it was originally a pitch to the U.S. Army — in 1954. So even though you don’t hear it every day anymore, its been in our minds all of our lives.
You can’t hardly see an M&M without thinking about that line.
It melts in your mouth, not in your hand.
And yet, when I have the chance to enjoy some M&M’s, it looks like I’ve been slapping The Joker around:
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Jan 16
Running in the dark
This place is a big circle, and off that circle is a running path and it was a nice, warm day so I jogged three miles in the twilight.
I was thinking, as I shuffled and panted, that sometimes you know when big things are happening. And sometimes you don’t know. And I found myself, right about here, wondering why that is. How do you sometimes know, and other times life springs that sort of thing upon you?
I was trying to come up with a good hill metaphor, but I always get breathless on the hills. That never surprises me.
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Jan 16
Back at it
And you know what that means:
Saw this tonight:
Last month I went on about how the marketing for Star Wars has taken on a new life under the Disney brand. I believe I called George Lucas a marketing piker. But that doesn’t apply here. Star Wars cereal has been around for more than 30 years.
