“Putin’ the paint where it aint.” Here we are at the stoplight leaving my neighborhood and here in front of me is a van bearing a highly awesome slogan. I mean… I love that there is only one “t” in “putin’.” I love that it even is “putin’.” I love that there’s an apostrophe for “putin’,” but not “aint.” I love that it even says “aint.” Because rhymes are catchy and good for advertising… besides that “where it aint” could imply many locations that are not walls, if we’re being honest. And I love most of all that no one in the process of slogan creation through execution suggested—perhaps—a few editorial changes before its permanent application.
Ahem. Anyway, it’s back to healthfulness and run/walking this week. Some yoga. Maybe the loop (but not running, as is ass-hot out there). I could really go for a nap, but maybe some cold coffee over ice instead.
Shoot, I lost my train of thought. Not sure where it went. Maybe ask K.Lo?
More soon – xxoo.
pen
2 comments:
this is definitely a record of whimsy. we know how impt that is!
drink iced coffee, nap, wake refreshed, have a second iced coffee and everything will be ok.
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