I think the local NBC affiliate in Montgomery has one of the worst weather men ever in the history of weather men. He's totally awkward. When he does a promo for the nightly news, he smiles awkwardly at the camera after he's finished. They don't cut away from him forever...do they not see what I see? I have a feeling this guy is probably the nicest man you've ever met, but he is also the guy everyone in the station plays pranks on. He's so nice, he just takes it.
And local commercials here are ridiculous. Need I mention the "Flea Market" guy? He promotes his store with a catchy rap. We only slow down our Tivo fast forward to watch Sonic commercials and the "Montgomery, Flea Market, it's just like, it's just like, a Mini....Mall" commercials. If you're curious on that one, search for it on You Tube. These things have a way of living forever online.
This little town that thinks it's a city is just generally sad. There's a local car dealership named McGough (cue sound bite from "Liar, Liar" and Mr. McGoo jokes), the world's largest Confederate flag, and a state government so corrupt it would make Nixon blush. Every day I live here I think "This is what people elsewhere think of when they think of backwoods Southerners. No wonder they think we're so behind." Jane, get me off this crazy thing.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
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