Just wanna talk about magic for a minute here...

Two items on the subject of magic:

1) Today as I was strolling down Bloor, on the north side of the street, between Christie and Bathurst stations - to be exact - I spotted a Chinese restaurant called "The Taste of Magic." My god, if they've discovered how magic tastes, the chefs at that restaurant are really one step closer to figuring out what life's all about.

2) I now have a Magic Bullet in my home. Remember my post about seeing the infomercial for it about a hundred times? Yah, well now I own one. The blender, slash, juice extractor, and party cups, each with different coloured lids, are still hanging out at my parents', but I got the real deal here - the two different sized cups and the two different blades: chopping blade and whipping blade. Ok? So things are looking pretty rad.

Juice Weasels and the like

Today I was inspired to write a post on something I love: infomercials. Maybe some of you will find this hard to believe (well, knowing me you won't), but I mean, in general.

I love infomercials so much, to me they are the equivalent of sitting down in front of a great flick that's been on my 'To See' list for ages.

Can I tell you that I have seen the infomercial for the Magic Bullet at least 55 times? Back in the day when I lived at home, and now even, there was nothing I enjoyed more on a Sunday afternoon than plunking myself down on the old sofe to really take in an excellent infomerch.

And I don't tune in for just a few minutes either. Since the whole thing is basically a commercial in and of itself - therefore not requiring any extracurricular commercial breaks - I am literally glued to the thing for the entire hour that it airs. With regular TV I am constantly getting up and down, not being able to decide if the show I'm watching is really worth my time. But infomercials, I'm telling you, they have it all figured out.

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In the spirit of infos, here is a fave old In Living Colour sketch of mine.