Welcome to another edition of Open Book Blog Hop. This week’s question is: “What commercial do you hate? What commercial is your favorite? (YouTube link us if possible) Have you ever got an idea for a story from a commercial?”
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I don’t watch television anymore. There just isn’t a lot I like to watch now. So, I don’t even pay for cable. That having been said, I remember three commercials from my childhood.
Armour Hot Dogs
As a kid, I loved hot dogs, plain, with no ketchup, mustard, or bun. When I was little, my mother sliced them into bite-sized pieces that I could eat with a fork. When I grew older, I enjoyed picking them up and biting into them. I don’t know if my mother ever bought Armour Hot Dogs, but I sure loved the jingle.
Oscar Mayer Bologna
I wasn’t into bologna as a kid, but as an adult, I like to eat it every so often, either in a sandwich or sliced into a salad. When I make my grocery list and decide to buy it, I often sing the last part of this jingle to help me remember how to spell it.
Dr. Pepper
Last but not least, here’s a commercial for my favorite soda that I still drink today. Years ago, I was inspired to write a poem about Dr. Pepper, which appears in my collection, How to Build a Better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver. I’ll paste it below the video, along with a recording of me reading it.
Ode to Dr. Pepper
I like to swallow its cold carbonation,
feel it come back into my mouth in the form of a belch.
Oh, that feels so good!
I drink it in mid afternoon.
It helps me get through the day.
I sometimes consume it in the evening
when I’m sleepy, and it’s too early for bed.
In the good old days,
I drank a lot of it,
just what the doctor ordered.
Now, the doctor says it has too much sugar
so I limit my consumption to one or two cans a day.
What would I do without it?
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How about you? Do you have any favorite commercials? What advertisements don’t you like? You can either sound off in the comment field below or participate in this week’s Open Book Blog Hop.
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Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books
When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.
Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.
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My Corner 
Thanks for taking part in the blog hop, Abbie. I’m not quite sure what bologna is!
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Oh, maybe they don’t have bologna in the UK. It’s a type of lunchmeat, like salami. I hope that helps.
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Ah, I see. Thanks. They might have it in some of the London delicatessens, but not around here in the back of beyond!
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You don’t wanna know…
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Well, if somebody asked me what peanut butter was, I would say the same thing. LOL! Thank you for reading and commenting.
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There’s that!
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Bad as that, eh?
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Ground up “parts.” as in “Parts is parts. You don’t wanna know which parts.” The most disgusting variety is known as an “olive loaf.” We aren’t talking bread here. I mean I gag looking at it.
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You’re not selling it very well, Phil.
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Certain antiestablishment types used to refer to the worker bees as the “white bread and mayo crowd” of the “olive loafers” or the “bread and baloneys” for the sandwiches that were pretty much ubiquitous in 50s and 60s lunchboxes from construction workers to engineers to school kids. And the variant use of “baloney” for indescribable nonsense (BS) is well taken. “Ah, cut the baloney, Roscoe. You was never slim an handsome.”
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I remember thos examples you presented very well. Sometimes, one of them will still play in my mind when I am not thinking about it.
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I know what you mean, Lynda. Earworms like that can be pesky. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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Anyone feel like chicken tonight. I still think of that when I want me some tasty hot wings!
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Yum! That sounds delicious! Thanks for sharing, Casey.
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Like you, I do remember some commercials from my childhood that were quite catchy, Abbie. A lovely post.
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Thank you. I appreciate your comment.
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That’s awesome.
I use the bologna commercial to spell it too. Singing it now. Hope I don’t get that stuck in my head all day. lOL.
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This’ll make you want buns AND mustard!
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I also enjoy Dr. Pepper, Abbie, but I drink the diet version. (but not much of it, because I also try to limit my caffeine intake.)
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Well, I tried diet Dr Pepper, and in my opinion, it doesn’t have as much pepper as the real stuff, if you know what I mean. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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Living in the UK I hadn’t seen any of those ads but great fun – thanks for sharing. I also shared the article on Twitter.
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I can imagine commercials in the U.S. and UK are different. A fellow blogger in the UK posted commercials I’d never seen. Thank you for reading and commenting and sharing on Twitter.
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