Weird Wednesday Thoughts 32

I’m feeling slightly left of normal, which is to be expected in this stage of a book, so I decided to post some weird thoughts.

Tea That Glows in the Dark

The other day, I stumbled onto an obscure news item about green tea, especially Matcha tea, used in Japanese tea ceremonies. I drink Matcha tea sometimes in the afternoon because I’d read that green tea was good for you and I like the strong flavor. This article, no more than a paragraph in length, indicated that it would be worthwhile for consumers to eliminate Matcha tea from their diet for a few years. The reason? It’s grown in the area affected by the nuclear reactor meltdown in Japan after the tsunami. Yes, it might be radioactive.

I immediately destroyed the Matcha tea in my refrigerator, but that got me to wondering. Are all manufacturers being so careful? What about the green tea used in other products?

Commercials

The Schticky Roller – You know that irritating spokesperson, Vince? He’s no longer doing the Shamwow, or whatever. He’s onto the Schticky Roller. He touts that you wash it right off, then goes on to say that you can pick up pennies, screws and bolts, and pet hair. Um, how do you get it off the roller? Wash it? Lots of fun stuff down your kitchen sink, yes?

I’m very susceptible to commercials about chocolate. I start craving it when I see it. (I also get hungry when I read about someone eating something, which is why I try to stay away from meal scenes in my books. Or at least long, drawn-out descriptions of what someone is eating.)

I’m just plain old susceptible to commercials about anything. Infomercials are my downfall, and after numerous stupid purchases, I’ve learned my lesson. I’ll do research on the product. Yes, in the past I’ve bought dryer balls. Big mistake. I also bought that big honkin’ blender on steroids that made a sound like a jet taking off and scared me to death every time I used it. I also bought a Ninja unit that trips my circuit breakers in the kitchen every time I turn it on. I have bought some really stupid stuff.

Salvation Army loves me.

How about you?  Are you susceptible to commercials? Having a Weird Wednesday, too?

The Weirdness of Being Me – The Way My Mind Works 12

I’ve come to understand that, as people, our similarities link us more than our differences separate us.

For example, I know other people do this. I’m attuned to it because my thoughts translate to my writing.

A few minutes ago, I was thinking about doing a post about a shoe club. I saw something on TV the other night about this monthly shoe club where you can buy $39.95 shoes (and pretty ones) each month, kind of like a book of the month club. http://www.shoedazzle.com/

Then I segued into a thought that if they offered sneakers of the month, I’d sign up.

For some odd reason, I then started thinking about this weird channel that shows sex acts really late at night. I don’t have premium cable – this is just basic cable – and the first time I was channel surfing and saw this, I nearly fell out of bed. It was a BDSM scene and the guy was getting whipped and, er, well, pleasured at the same time. Yes, I watched entirely too much of it, because I was stunned. During the day, this channel is blacked out, but at 2:00 AM, anything goes.

Now why the heck did I go from the shoe club to the sex channel? Maybe because it was related to TV?

My mind goes off on tangents sometimes, and where I end up is occasionally surprising. I like that about me. I like not knowing everything about myself, too. I constantly surprise me. Did you ever see Men in Black? Remember the tiny little alien inside the brain of the normal size human? Well, that’s how I feel sometimes, as if I’m piloting this creature known as Karen, but sometimes, she doesn’t get the signals, and goes where she wants to go.

I understand that that’s a perfectly normal phenomenon, too.

So, how about you? Does your mind ever go in rabbit tracks? Do you surprise yourself, too?

Commercials That Whiz Right By Me 13

I do not get the new Geico commercial, with the pig on a zip line. Is that supposed to represent when pigs fly? When pigs fly is when I’ll understand it, I think.

I don’t understand the Pradaxa commercial, especially when it’s immediately followed by an attorney commercial stating that Pradaxa has been shown to cause early death. WTH?

What are the commercials that whiz right by you?