Showing posts with label no prizeiness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label no prizeiness. Show all posts

7.31.2007

"People / Who Read People / Are the Luckiest People In the World"

So People magazine. Who reads this? Seriously, does anybody buy this? Not just flip through it because you're stuck behind an old lady with a fistful of coupons, I mean, does anybody actually purchase and read this magazine? It's a mystery how this stays in print. It's like the fact that N'Sync and the Boy Band Battalion sold bajillions (a rough estimate...) of records, but who bought them? There aren't that many teenage girls (or gender-confused young men) out there to justify these kinds of numbers. Who buys them? Nobody that will cop to it, apparently. Smells like a mystery, Scoob.

Anyway, so this was the cover a while back (last week?). I saw it in line at the grocery store. I did not flip through it. I have standards. The Weekly World News, now that's another story entirely. Where was I? Oh yeah, the cover:

Which got me thinking to myself, "Self, why is Katie so happy?" Well, Self, I'll tell you why: antidepressants. Eat that, Tom Cruise and your couch-jumping crazy eyes. Who's being glib now, Tom? Huh?

Anybody else wanna play? Let's hear why you think Katie's so happy. The winner gets one Big Red Robot No Prize. Let's rock.