Life before we got those products in those ads.
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Hit Coffee is the story of Will Truman (trumwill), a southern transplant in the mountain west with an IT background who bides his time substitute teaching while his wife brings home the bacon. This site is a collection of reflections on the goings-on in his life and in the world around him. You will probably be relieved to know that he does not generally refer to himself in the third-person except when he's writing short bios on his web page.
Greetings from Callie, Arapaho, a red town in a red state known for growing red meat. And from Redstone, Arapaho (Aw-RAH-pah-hoe), a blue city with blue collar roots that's been feeling blue for quite some time.
Nothing written on this site should be taken as strictly true, though if the author were making it all up rest assured the main character and his life would be a lot less unremarkable.
This website is maintained by Guy Webster (web), who also contributes from time to time. Web hails from the midwest and currently lives in Truman's home city of Colosse, Delosa. He works as a utility IT person at Southern Tech University, their alma mater.
Also contributing is Sheila Tone (stone) a West Coaster, breeder, and lawyer who has probably hooked up with some loser just like you and sees through your whole pathetic little act.
Life before we got those products in those ads.
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It’s the story of my life!
Also, is it just me, or is it rare to hear The Beatles on the radio any more?
Comment by Kirk — April 24, 2010 @ 9:26 pm
I wouldn’t know. Callie has three radio stations. Country, pop, and Christian.
Comment by trumwill — April 24, 2010 @ 11:17 pm
I love the depressed woman with the cake at :28.
Also, the blouse-malfunction at :56.
“Honey, your boobs keep falling out!”
Comment by Kirk — April 25, 2010 @ 7:30 am
Note how these low-budget and sometimes years-old commercials feature many women encountering frustrating situations. Today, in the era of the Doofus Dad, that would not happen, at least not in a mainstream commercial. You wouldn’t see a woman open a cabinet only to have poorly stacked containers come tumbling out. Instead, it would happen to a (probably overweight/balding) man, as his wife looks on with a You Moron expression on her face, and then she would rescue his sorry posterior from the mess.
In today’s era of Political Correctness, you’ll no sooner see a bumbling woman in a commercial than you’ll see a black or brown criminal on Law & Order.
Comment by Peter — April 25, 2010 @ 8:58 am
Note how these low-budget and sometimes years-old commercials feature many women encountering frustrating situations. Today, in the era of the Doofus Dad, that would not happen, at least not in a mainstream commercial.
About the only thing that cheeses me off are those two Corona ads, the ones with the overly-pretty couple on the beach. In the first one, the man watches a hot blonde walk by. In retaliation, his equally-hot brunette s.o. squirts him with a lime. (They both have limes in their beers; I have no idea why.) In the second one, the brunette watches a hot guy walk by, so her boyfriend shakes up her beer. However, the brunette just snags his, leaving him with her shaken-up beer.
I was left going WTF? This is a BEER ad. Is Corona trying to market itself as the girly-beer now? Is there even such a thing? Has any woman, any where, at any time, actually bought herself a beer? Ever?
This reminds me of when Subaru wanted to market itself to lesbians. That really worked out.
Comment by Kirk — April 25, 2010 @ 9:02 pm