Showing posts with label Victory Cigarettes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Victory Cigarettes. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

On The Limits Of Memory


Square America: On The Limits Of Memory - About 70 (45 new to the site) optically distorted photos. Dreamy and strange, they are the product of cheap cameras and damaged negatives- no photoshop necessary.







Last month's Smoke series is also worth noting.

Friday, February 8, 2008

Inhaled. Burned. Thrown away.


This is one of 20 bizarre Japanese smoking manners ads featured at InventorSpot.

12) "Inhaled. Burned. Thrown away. If it were anything but a cigarette, it would surely be crying."
Could this be the world's first Emo cigarette ad? I really feel for that poor, discarded cigarette butt; left behind, all bent & broken, nothing left but to decay into dust like windblown autumn leaves... hey, now I'm doing it! And tell me a chick, er, a woman didn't write this ad. Boy meets cig, boy uses cig for his own vile and selfish purposes, boy dumps cig like... well, like a used-up cig. Call it catharsis, lightly scented with menthol.

Friday, September 14, 2007

A Visual History of the Cigarette





lamarde has quite an impressive collection of vintage smoking related advertising.



In other strangely appealing aesthetic news, this image below sure reminds me of the early '90's. For similar images sans fig leafs check out Zillow Book for cash back at close.


BTW, for sweet anime wallpaper (somewhat NSFW) go here.

Thursday, August 9, 2007

“It's a knicknack Patty Whack, give the frog a loan…”

The 6 Degrees of Casey Serin to Kermit the Frog win-win winner is Wagga!
Woohoo! Win-Win!


In case you missed it, here’s the award-winning entry:

wagga said...
It was a dark and stormy afternoon.

Patricia Whack, the loan officer at a small bank was sitting at her desk when there was sudden Plop! Plop!.

A green frog had jumped up to the guest chair, then onto her desk!.

She observed that the frog was wearing a tiny Murse™, and glistened with organic bees-wax.
"And who might you be?", she asked, startled.
"I'm Kermit Jagger", he replied, "and I'm here to get a loan".

Recovering gracefully, she asked "What kind of loan, Kermit?"

And the frog, speaking in a flat monotone, said "House loans, at least eight, anyway".

Patricia then said "We have a very good loan program at 5.75% with only 20% down, if you live in the house".

And Kermit flatly stated, "I'm a RealEstateInvestor™, and according to my expensive NoRecourseUniversity™ education I can get a 100% loan, with SweetCashback™"

"Well, Kermit", Patricia said, "In that case, itsallgood™, provided you have some collateral".

So Kermit dug into his Murse™, and presented Patricia with a tiny, shiny object wrapped in foil.

She unwrapped it, only to find a tiny ceramic V-dub™.

"Well", she said, "I need to talk to the Vice President. I'll be back real soon!"

So Patricia stepped down the hallway to the Vice Presidents office, filled him in on the story, and gave him the shiny object.

He opened it, (and apologies in advance)

"It's a knicknack Patty Whack, give the frog a loan, He's old man's a Rolling Stone".

August 3, 2007 7:18 PM