The thoughts and adventures of a woman confronting her second half-century.
About Me
- Facing 50
- Woman, reader, writer, wife, mother of two sons, sister, daughter, aunt, friend, state university professor, historian, Midwesterner by birth but marooned in the South, Chicago Cubs fan, Anglophile, devotee of Bruce Springsteen and the 10th Doctor Who, lover of chocolate and marzipan, registered Democrat, practicing Christian (must practice--can't quite get the hang of it)--and menopausal.
Names have been changed to protect the teenagers. As if.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Sedative or Stimulant
Have you seen those tv commercials for the new Infiniti car: "Luxury can be a sedative [snoring couple in plush leather seats of expensive car]. . . OR a stimulant [Infiniti zooms ahead through wild landscape]." Clearly we're supposed to opt for the stimulating Infiniti, but, umm, who buys Infinitis? I would assume, given the price range (upper $30,00-upper 40,000s--doncha just love Google?) and the style of the vehicle, that we're not talking 21-year-old guys but rather middle-aged folks. Like me, except with lots more money. Now perhaps money makes these folks not at all like me, a different species entirely. But if not, what a stupid ad campaign. Sleeping in those seats looks way more appealing to folks like me than zipping around those corners. We can always zip, but how often can we sleep?
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