One side affect of my lovely case of insomnia is late night television. For hours and hours and hours, I am privy to the worst commercials and “paid-for-programming” that the Western Hemisphere has to offer;
Luckily, my husband doesn’t stay up with me; if he did we’d have every exercise video currently out, every piece of Ronco equipment, and the Magic Bullet. Yeah, he’s a little susceptible to televised advertising. . . which is why, in college, he purchase a series (125 CASSETTE TAPES) on “Speed Reading.”
They brought in a whopping $1.25 at a garage sale a few years later. Great investment.
Last night, while it was still early (a mere 11:35 pm), I saw a series of Chia commercials. You know, Chia of the “CHIA PET???”
Seriously, the Chia pet is STILL around???? Now, I’ll be the first to admit that I REALLY wanted one of these when I was a kid . . . back in the 1980s!!!!!!!!
Apparently, the Chia pet has progressed from the Ram, lamb, and Homer Simpson heads I remember. Now, you can get an entire herb garden. Or a Chia “Cat Grass” set — “for the cat lover.”
Ummmm — yeah. Cat grass? On a Chia Pet?
I’m sooooooooo glad Hubby wasn’t awake last night. I know he would be sneaking off to buy those.
He’s weak like that.
(Only when it comes to the TV, though — don’t want any nasty internet rumors to get started)