I can’t stand infomercials. Who can? But I can’t help but fall right in line when it comes to watching the spots for Esteban’s guitar and the Magic Bullet. Give it up for Esteban, anyway, since he was recently even in a Geico commercial. If I didn’t already know how to play E-Z guitar the Mel Bay way (sorry, E, but you’ve got nothing on Mel), I might plunk down for your set, including that awesome chord poster I can hang on my wall and display proudly.
The Magic Bullet’s another story. Who wrote this thing? Why is there a a female Jerseyite in grandma glasses sitting around in her bathrobe smoking at this Magic Bullet party? Doesn’t she know it’s rude to smoke around food before everyone gets blotto? Especially when it’s freshly prepared food in the Magic Bullet! God, but I do so want to make chicken salad in one – two – three seconds! Amazing! Or how about frozen drinks with color coded lids so everyone knows which drink is theirs? Awesome! Now granted you can buy this contraption at Walgreen’s and other fine stores, but they don’t carry the Bullet Blender, which you can still only get as part of the infomercial…
…and why does “Magic Bullet” sound like a sex toy?
