So that was nice. And then I guess he got a deal on some Tabac, so he moved to that.
All well and good. And then Old Spice decided that they actually wanted to make money, and so they started advertising all over the place. IndyCar, posters, banner ads and then they revolutionised TV advertising by created some amazing ads. And some not so amazing ones.
I've been a Formula 1 racing fan for many years now, going back to my childhood in the 80's.
Fast women and loose cars; its what I do.
Anyway, I've been living in a country that doesn't have an F1 presence, for the last 15 years and even though I'm originally a Brit, none of the UK based drivers really excite me.
And then I found him when our eyes met over a YouTube video.
A driver who is hungry for a win, has proven himself in the past, is willing to push the boundaries slightly, and best of all, works for a British F1 team.
Lady and gentlemen, I present to you - Vitaly Petrov. My new Formula 1 driver.
And why the hero part in the blog title? Because as well as having to deal with the British media on a daily basis, garner sponsorship for himself and, it appears, fight for his drive every season, he still has to drive exceptionally fast around a track with other, like-minded nutters.
Sadly Dan Wheldon died in October in Las vegas whilst racing in IndyCar, so these guys are not just fancy hair and interesting accents. This is serious stuff.
I've mentioned the Axis of Awesome before here. So I was, and I don't use this phrase lightly, 'well chuffed' to see them on Damn Cool Pic's blog performing a very interesting little '90s megamix on the melodica.
As the great man says himself 'What's better than a '90s megamix? A '90s megamix played on melodica,
that's what! Take a look at this compilation of '90s hits played on a
curious instrument'
I've been reading my Google Reader feed more and more these days, mainly because I'm getting fed up seeing the same misery guts reporting in the newspapers time after time.
Here are a few of my favourite posts from some awesome bloggers:
Cut it out. Okay, I get it, you have access to my email, my photos and videos and even some of my purchases around the interwebs but now you are just taking the mickey.
As you may know I work in a Google environment. I love Google and all that they stand for. Google circles? Still getting my head around that one but otherwise, Google me blue, red, yellow and green.
But stop!
What is this?
I'm in the back end of a website doing statistical analysis of their traffic and you feel I need to know what an iPad looks like? And even if I didn't know, how will the look of a device help my analysis?
Yes Google, I love you dearly, but you caught me on a bad day.
As we begin our long journey into the Christmas and New Years holidays, I feel that you need to be reminded of one simple rule when arguing with a woman:
I heard a lovely story the other day and just knew that I had to share it with you.
My co-worker and friend... let's call her 'Shmirene'... grew up in the snowy baseball cap of the USA, which we know and love as 'Canada'.
She grew up in the 80's and like every other 5 year old girl in the developed world at the time she wanted nothing more than a Cabbage Patch Kid to be waiting for her come Christmas morning, under the Christmas tree.
These were dolls who would come with their own birth certificates, with fancy names like Geneva Gena, April Lynn, Marcelle Elizabeth and Jaedyn Denise.
And 'Shmirene' really wanted one.
But really wanted one.
What's a parent to do? There were literally fights in toy stores over the Cabbage Patch Kids. In the end her Dad got so fed up with her pleading and begging that he finally gave in and brought home a present for her that would hopefully bring a smile to her family as a whole.
But her Dad was no ordinary chap.
Yes, he bought her a head of cabbage and told her that there was a doll in the middle.
There has been a lot of talk in the Formula 1 world about who is going to be in which seat next year. Fair enough, we're now off season, the teams need sponsors and as such they need to create content for the newspapers to advertise that they still exist.
Which isn't the case for Renault. Robert's team have changed their name, officially, to Lotus-Renault GP - aka 'Lotus'. For me that simply signals that they have a new sponsor.
So no more Renault, they are now Lotus.
So where does Robert fit in to all of this?
Eric Boullier has already stated, after signing Kimi Raikkonen and Romain Grosjean for 2012, that the team’s relationship with Kubica is at ‘point zero’, making it increasingly unlikely that Kubica will return to Formula 1 with Lotus. Since then, the Pole has been very keen to quickly demonstrate that he is fit enough to return to Formula 1.
Team principal Boullier had already admitted that they are not going to help him regain form if he is not committed to the team, saying "I will not bring a car for him and make a nice test for him if in 2013 he has signed already an option elsewhere".
- teamspeed.com
So things are now up in the air.
We shall see what happens to Renault Lotus in 2012. They dumped both of their drivers from this year and their name. What are they running away from??!!
The fact that my sister's home town of Key Biscayne is regularly shown and referred to does make me grin. And the knowledge that the whole series is filmed in LA, on the other side of the country, does cause a wry grin to creep across my face.
But most of all it is the pure cheesiness of the thing that keeps me hooked.
I've been to Miami many times, and NO-ONE wears pastel coloured clothing. Except for the very old people, and that's only when they're going out for supper - at 5pm.
So finding this compilation of David Caruso one-liners cheered me up on an otherwise cold and mundane workday.
