http://www.southgatearc.org/news/feb...9#.URjzqh3C2xA
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It's not easy being cheesy.
Walkin' that dog
Kickin' that cat
Mac and Cheese is where it's at!
Eat liquid goo? No thanks, that stuff is NASTY!
A couple of weeks ago, I got a couple of pounds of real cheddar. Made a pot of mixed pasta shells & macaraoni & such, added hot melted cheddar (thinned with a little skim milk). Little Miss Field Day thought it was the best "mac & cheese" she'd ever had.
Gets expensive to do it right, but after doing it right, who wants to go back to the substitute?
The funny part is that ham guy is probably smart enough to know Velveeta crappy as it is doesn't even begin to taste like cheddar. Maybe you noticed it tastes like American cheese because that is the very same crap in slices rather than a brick. What else can you expect when both are made by Kraft? It's from angry cows, not contented cows like Tarnation condensed milk.
I'm just angry that ham radio guy seems to have more than a couple of CB radios. :-P
Oh, you noticed that?
Last Man Standing takes the high road, That Ham Guy aims lower. So far, the 21st century branding of ham radio is a mixed grill with extra cheese food product. Fascinated by the sardonic Kraft campaign, positioning Velveeta eaters as various flavors of Cosmo Kramer, saying in so many words, eat amusing crap and be an amusing idiot.
My boss made a point of showing the spot to KB3ERQ/AG & I during lunch yesterday.
He thought it was a good commercial... well, at least from the standpoint of being pro-Ham Radio. (He agrees with us on that stuff not being Cheese, or even a reasonable facsimilie thereof). He did NOT notice that the radios shown in the background were actually CB's. Most civilians won't.
I'd bet you apples to oranges that the spot was written by a ham, or someone familiar with amateur radio. But the person who STAGED the spot just grabbed some prop radios off the shelf... either not knowing the difference, or not caring, or figuring that no one would notice.
So perchance the best approach would be to take that age-old advice from Warren Oates in Stripes:
Lighten Up, Francis.