So I was reading Angela's blog over at mydogumentary who confessed that after 2 straight days of reading, she began to think in "narrative form". Too Funny! you'll have to check it out.
Anyway, so it got me wondering if I ever do that. Well - we all know how weird my dreams can get. And yes - sometimes I dream in "narrative form", including soundtrack music. I didn't know having horror-themed-music playing in the background of scary dreams wasn't normal until I mentioned it to someone and she pulled a "Yogi" (aka: a deer-in-the-headlights-look). Ah well - at least my dreams are creative right?
Sorry, back to the story. I realized thru reading Angela's blog post that I often think in "commercial" form. I mean, things come to me in "slogans" or "ads". It's usually mindless and meaningless, nevertheless it happens. Here are a few examples.
I'm cooking. Browning meat in the skillet. I reach for the "Emeril's Original Essence" seasoning. As I am dousing my meat with this stuff, the "Commercial Voice Over" in my head says, "Emeril's Original Essence Seasoning. It makes everything taste better." Weird, I know.
Then there are commonly known slogans that I just can't help but think of when using their product. Like when I am wiping up a spill with a paper towel I hear, "Bounty. The Quicker-Picker-Upper." While placing a band-aid on my child's boo-boo, I automatically hear the jingle, "I am stuck on a Band-Aid, cuz a Band-Aid's stuck on me."
When I pull a delicious meal out of the oven, like lasagna, tater tot casserole or company chicken, the commercial voice over usually goes something like, "Mmm-Mmm. Lasagna (or whatever). Food for the Soul."
When they were doing construction outside my building at work, they not only had cones directing traffic from one lane down to two, but they had those people that direct the traffic with their orange vests and orange light-saber-flash-light-thingys. So, as I am pulling out of my parking lot and into traffic, the one-toothed-wonder in her orange vest waves me to the other lane. The voice in my head says, "Traffic Controllers. Cuz some drivers are just too dumb to follow the cones." And by the way - that voice sounded just like the one in the All-State Commercials.
The latest one I remember was when I was at Wal-Mart last Saturday night. I was in the check-out line, behind a very large woman sporting a pink tank-top with very low-cut arm holes. The "slogan" in my head went like this:
"Wal-Mart. Apparently you don't have to wear a bra!"