Just Super

So tomorrow is THE BIG DAY. Well, not so much for me, but for the Steelers and the Seahawks. And truthfully, I wouldn’t even be watching the game if it weren’t for a Super Bowl Party. (Can I say Super Bowl, or do I need official licensing approval? I can’t remember.) I’m only going because of the junk food, chips, salsa, and everything swimming in cheese. I’m also going so I’ll be cool and trendy and catch all the new commercials. I need to know what the “IN” ad will be. I’m sure one of the best ones will be by Budweiser. I mean, who doesn’t love the Clydesdale horses? They are stunning animals.

So speaking of commercials, I am sitting at home on a Saturday night (not so unusual these days), and I just watched the Top 40 Super Bowl Commercials. So my favorites:

CareerBuilder.com – the children who say what they want to be when they grow up. I crack up every time when the one kid says “I want to work my way up to middle management.” And the other, “I want to be underappreciated.”

Reebok – Terry Tate being the “Office Enforcer”. I love it when the average schmuck gets a “pain cake” for any office infraction. I think I need Terry Tate to enforce the coffeemaker. He should take down anyone who drinks the last cup and doesn’t make more. Wonderful idea.

Xerox – the late 70’s ad where the monk goes to make 500 copies of a transcript he’s supposed to be copying by hand. The copy machine they use from this era looks like it could launch satellites into outer space.

Budweiser – anything Clydesdale. Remember the donkey that got to lead the horses? An ass with heart! And bring out the young colts and my heart just twinges.