Thursday, August 20, 2009

A Snack Strong Production

I realize that, as a 61 year-old man with a creaky knee and a pension, I'm not in their target demographic. I'm just on their mailing list because I twenty years ago I telephoned Ticketmaster so I could my second daughter could go to the New Kids On The Block "Hangin' Tough" tour with her buddy Jamie.

But golly, what in tarnation is going on here?



I need a world wide web camera, corn chips, and my AOL CD? And then the Big Boy and Blinks 182 will come play at the county fair?

It reminds me of a Simpsons episode from 1995 -- one I watched with my oldest son when he was home from Penn State for the summer:
[Lisa sees a sign for a "Yahoo Serious Festival"]

Lisa: I know those words, but that sign doesn't make sense.

3 comments:

dn said...

How did Ticketmaster get my future email address from my 1989 phone call? Congress needs to investigate that monopoly again. My accountant is Eddie Vedder's godfather -- I'll grab my cordless phone and give him a call about testifying once more.

hootenannie said...

MY EYES, MY EYES...

Nicolas Frisby said...

What the hell is going on here? This post bent me.