Sham Wow Vs Head On - There's No Contest

When it comes to TV advertising spending I didn't think anyone would top HeadOn. That commercial was on non stop. And I don't know how they even sold one unit of HeadOn because they were never clear on what to do with it. Specifically, where should it be applied? Who would even know? Maybe I wasn't listening closely enough.

The Sham Wow* on the other hand is going places and I predict is going to be a product star. And why? Look at the smooth talk of Vince the Sham Wow guy. He's telling you where it's at. It's as simple as that. And I'm sure you ladies can agree that if this fellow approached you in a bar, you'd be putty in his hands. Yeah. Don't lie.



*They say to beware of imitators. So....I'm just warning you. And damn it..where was the Sham Wow during hurricane Katrina? If my calculations are correct, they could have cleaned up that New Orleans mess with about 10 Sham Wows. Damn you slow development cycles!

I'll Be Struttin' My Stuff Into This West Whiteland Party With Foghat

.....and little more fresh hot pepper from the That Blue Yak Vegetable Garden of Hope ....yup - that should do it.....Oh Hi. I was just finishing up making one of my mind blowing chili's that I'll be bringing to a party tonight. The downside is that it's a surprise party which means by definition, it won't be "all about ME." Which is unfortunate because over 100 people are expected. Some of them don't even know me - or my charms. But they will. It's just gonna take a little bit of elbow grease.

To give myself a memorable grand entrance, I'm gonna first call, pretending I'm the police and complain about the noise, "You need to keep the noise down".

I'll wait about five minutes then I'm then gonna put speakers outside of my car, and when I strut my junk in, I'm gonna be blaring this song. If you look at 43 seconds into the video, you'll get a little sneak peak as to what the guests will be doing.

Someone will say, "Zibbs, the police just called and said we had to keep it down."

I'll look at that person and say, "Problem solved" (I'll be holding the receiver of a phone - cord a danglin'). Someone tosses me a beer and I open using the teeth of a buck toothed gentleman that hopefully will be lingering around the buffet table.

Some chick will ask, "Who is that guy?"

Using a my catlike agility and a trick that Chris Angel taught me in Vegas, I'll suddenly be behind her - I'll tap her on the shoulder and say, "The question is - who AREN'T I?" (head tilted and brow raised). It'll make no sense but boy will it leave an impact.

I could tell you the rest, but honestly, I'm gonna ad lib the rest. That's just the my style. All I know, it's gonna be a slow ride.