So a small crew of tourists were terrified because a rogue giraffe started chasing them in their vehicle while on a safari in South Africa? These are probably the same sort of people that live in gated communities whose biggest fear is their purebred Afghans shedding a few hairs in their deluxe swimming pools. Hey people. It wasn't a T-Rex, a hungry lion, or even a charging rhino. By the look of terror in their eyes, it appeared the ignorant tourists thought they might be torn asunder and digested as food if the mighty beast had caught up to their vehicle. Please. It was a giraffe. What a bunch of wimps. They should have gone to the San Diego Safari Park about an hour's drive north of the famed zoo. At that place they could ride around in the back of a truck and feed the giraffes directly from hand to mouth -- even pet them.
Not sure what to make of the Volkswagen commercials that are sprinkled amongst so many sporting contests. They may be fine cars indeed, but do the VW dealers really insist on sending a chaperone along in the back seat for every adult couple that wants to take one of their vehicles for a test drive? Good grief. Surely all that fine German engineering they boast of includes an onstar or GPS system of some sort. It's not like people would get far if they actually attempted to steal the car.
Shaq is back with his Buick commercials, but they've still never shown him getting into or out of one of those little cars. While pictured inside and singing the praises of such a fine automobile, he reminds yours truly of a bass in a goldfish bowl. It just doesn't seem like a good fit somehow. At the end of these spots, Shaq likes to quote what his dear mother might have said when she got her first look at him after giving birth.
Stuff like -- Wow, that boy's gonna grow up to eat the whole state of New Jersey.
And -- Wow, look at the HEAD on that thing.
Of course, my hearing isn't so good anymore, and I might have heard those wrong.
Idle thought: Bet you haven't noticed the San Antonio Spurs lately. That's because there's nothing to notice. Once again, they've shown their class. After being defeated in the NBA Finals, they quietly disappeared. Had the series played out the other way, with the Miami Heat as the losers -- tell me Lebron, Dwyane and Chris wouldn't still be out there in front of the cameras churning out sound bytes -- and I'll tell you I don't believe it. Bravo to the Heat and give them their rings. But I'm old school, and will continue to root for class over brass every time.
Congrats to the Chicago Blackhawks on a well-deserved Stanley Cup triumph. But careful boys. You might be champions and represent President Obama's home town, but you're also known as a rather conservative bunch. Celebrate too much, and he might turn those fun-loving folks at the IRS loose to audit you back to demanding a receipt for who paid for your skates and sticks when you were 5 years old -- and everything since. Politicians can indeed be unsportsmanlike at times.
Interesting how the Aaron Hernandez case has played out so far. Some things seem very fishy. Watching closely. More later.
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