Tuesday, October 23, 2012

The Airplane Magazine

Let’s start this off with a few facts.

Fact 1: Compared to the average person who is not a management consultant, I know an overwhelming number of people who are or used to be management consultants.

Fact 2: Management consultants travel a lot for work, so they’re on a lot of flights, which means they either achieve status on airlines or make meaningful progress towards getting status.

Fact 3: Management consultants think it’s an exciting topic of conversation to other people to describe the various methods and tricks they used with their employers and airline companies to achieve as high a status as possible on as many airlines as possible. (Example: “I demanded McKinsey buy me a Delta ticket for my Tokyo project because I was close to status, then I got the Delta redeemable points global planetary unified alliance card, which got me status thanks to an extra mileage bonus you get for using that card only at movie theaters, which worked out perfectly since I was on the beach and had a lot of time to watch movies – a lot of people are stupid and get the Delta SkyMiles card but even though you get more miles from groceries and gas they expire more quickly which revokes status and you can’t cancel it as fast which means you might pay annual fees and I don’t buy gas, fortunately I am the world’s greatest travel genius and have solved the entire system.”)

Fact 4: Every time I experience Fact 3, I want to shove a freshly sharpened fork into my face.

As far as life burdens go, you might say that’s pretty light and I am being a whiny baby. I have no response to that, but instead, I’ll redirect the subject to something I do genuinely enjoy about flying and wish people would talk about to me more often – the airline magazine.


Not to be confused with a SkyMall or Duty Free catalog, airline carriers’ in-house magazine publications delight me to no end. I always read through the entire thing on a flight, and if I’m flying a lot in a short period of time, I’m massively disappointed when I see I’ve already been through that issue.

Sidebar: When I lived in Washington, DC, I frequently rode Amtrak, and also thoroughly enjoyed the Amtrak magazine, which is a different animal from the airline magazine. At the beginning of the Amtrak magazine, there’s almost always an article about the importance of trains in our nation’s history, and how we should all continue to support the railroads. Haha! Amtrak, you so funny! For a period of time there were all these pages on a giant celebration for National Train Appreciation Day, with an appearance by special guest Randy Jackson from American Idol. I had trouble deciding whether it was more hysterical that the best celebrity they could get was Randy Jackson, or that Randy Jackson only appeared for 10 minutes.

End of sidebar.

Now, my favorite parts of the airline magazine:



The Top Doctor in America – I would pay over $100 to have a 30-minute chat with someone who chose an out-of-state doctor from these ads. If there is someone who was on a plane thinking, “Damn, I need full mouth rejuvenation but I won’t settle for anything less than the nation’s best doctor – whoa! Wait, here’s a list of the best doctors! Okay, and this guy is in Houston, that’s only a 2.5 hour flight for me, I’m gonna jot down this phone number and call once I land!” then I absolutely, absolutely need to meet that person immediately.

I also have a fascination with how much the doctor in the picture pays relative to the other guys who just have their names listed on the right. Invariably, the guy in the picture always seems to look like a greasy douchebag, which I think is devaluing the ad for the guys on the right. Unless the reasoning is that they all look like greasy douchebags, so including pictures of everyone would only exacerbate the problem. Or maybe the point is that these aren’t supposed to function as ads at all, it’s just like 6 friends from medical school who, back in their medical school days, always dreamed about being rich enough to blow money on one of these ads, and now they all carry a copy of this page in their wallet and show it to women at bars, but then get rejected because no woman wants to hook up with the doctor who couldn’t even afford the primo full picture placement.

I’ve also never seen a woman listed in one of these ads. I think the obviously logical assumption there would have to be that no female doctors are among the best doctors in America. Women are getting smarter every day, though, so I have hope that one day a female doctor can break through and become one of the best doctors in America. That’s going to be a landmark event – it would be really awesome if it happened in my lifetime!


Airport Terminal Diagram – Is it some kind of federal airline magazine law that multiple pages of every magazine have to be devoted to this? I tried my best to think of how this has proved useful to anyone, here’s the best I could come up with.

“Okay, we only have a 30 minute connection window in Denver. Do you think we’re going to make it?”
“It’s gonna be tight, it depends on how far away the gates are.”
“True, what gate are we coming into?”
“I don’t know.”
“Damn, okay. This connecting ticket says our next flight leaves from Gate B67.”
“Okay, I’m looking at the Denver terminal map right now. I see that Gates B65, B66, B68 and B69 are all pretty close to Gate B67.”
“Ah, good find – I see that too now. Gate B64 is actually also not too far away, so there’s a lot of good options.”
“Okay, let’s hope we come into Gate B66.”
“Yeah, hopefully not B1! Look at how far that is!”
“Well, it’s sort of hard to tell without a scale. Maybe it’s pretty close.”
“Yeah, maybe. Fingers crossed!”


Best Steakhouses in America – how has the Internet or Yelp’s mobile app not made this obsolete yet? If this ad still exists in 2015, we may be in trouble as a country.


I also am a huge fan of this recurring ad for a dress shirt. The tie is killer.

12 page section on city that maybe shouldn’t be spending city funds on 12-page magazine inserts  (Ex: Morgantown, WV, Roanoke, VA, Huntsville, AL, Peoria, IL, etc.) –  My favorite parts of these: (1) all the great world-class science research that is happening at the local university, coupled with a picture of a woman looking into a microscope or a guy pouring something from a beaker into a flask; (2) the “emerging foodie scene” which says something like “everyone knows this town has great barbeque, but now people are into farm-to-table concepts!”; (3) whenever a city that historically had a lot of slavery glosses that over by using the word “historic” a lot of times; (4) the picture of city hall; (5) the picture of some random flowers because they ran out of pictures to put in because they bought 12 freaking pages.


It’s Just Lunch – Matchmaking services for the busy professional who is also scared to date! Hey dude, don’t worry, it’s just lunch! She’s not ever going to hook up with you, it’s literally just lunch! I’m extremely curious, over the lifetime of the business, what the total cost of airline ads has been to the It’s Just Lunch matchmaking company. If you said it was well into seven figures I wouldn’t blink an eye - I think this ad has been in every airline magazine ever printed. In particular, I’m a huge fan of their probably-trademarked dating Q&A format, where no one knows who is asking the questions. The headline nowadays reads “An Insider Look at Dating in the Modern World.” I love insider information!

Here too, I wonder how they decide which woman gets the full-page picture. The crass assumption would be that they pick the matchmaker who is the most attractive. Don’t be so crass.


Route Map for large airlines: What information do I glean from this? How can anyone discern anything other than “United flies a lot of places,”? I have this image in my mind of United Airlines executives sitting in a giant conference room with a 30x20 foot route map printed on the wall.

“Dude, look at this route map, it’s so sick bro!”
“It’s almost entirely blue lines! Damn son, we even fly to Parkersburg!”
“Think we can’t get you to Rouyn-Noranda in Quebec? WRONG, try again! We have a partner airline that hooks that up!”
“Man, you know, I think more people need to know how f*cking awesome this is.”
“Hold it, hold it – IDEA GENERATION UNFOLDING - Let’s put it in the airline magazine! Heads gon’ explode, yo!”
“Wait YOU HOLD IT - I’m about to take that awesome idea and elevate that sh*t to the next level, kid – WE MAKE IT A THREE-PAGE GLOSSY INSERT!!!!”
“OH SH*T IT’S OVER!! IT’S OVER!! IT’S OVER!!!!!!!!!!!”

[white guy high-five]

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

YouTube Classic of the Week

Kevin Everett was a tight end for the Buffalo Bills who was badly injured onfield, and was given a "statistically small chance" to ever walk again. The good news is that after a long series of surgeries and rehab, he did regain full walking ability, appearing on Oprah in 2008 walking without assistance. The even better news is that News 12 Sports in West Palm Beach is notorious for major errors in their news telecasts. Enjoy.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Warren Buffett Sings For China

I'm just going to go totally literal here. Wearing a crew neck sweatshirt that says "Still plays with Trains", Warren Buffett, billionaire investor, sings "I've Been Workin' on the Railroad" while playing the ukulele. Behind him is a model train set. The song, broadcast on CCTV, is being directed at the residents of China in celebration of the New Year. When he finishes, he says "xie xie" (thank you) to somebody, I guess maybe all of China.



If someone could explain to me what is happening here, I would be very appreciative. Thanks.

Great Episodes of Great Shows: Full House

Continuing my recent run of nostalgia, I’m starting a new series today, “Great Episodes of Great Shows.” Today, I look back at what is arguably the greatest episode of “Full House.” Though the show was on its last legs, Season 8’s third episode, “Making Out Is Hard To Do,” remains my personal all-time favorite. To try to spice up the famously mild show, “Full House” gave middle daughter Stephanie Tanner a “bad girl” friend Gia, played by Marla Sokoloff. Thankfully for this blog post, someone on the internet (maybe James Franco?) remains completely obsessed with Marla Sokoloff, and has thankfully cut and posted “Full House” episodes with only the Marla Sokoloff scenes. Unfortunately I can't embed this video, so you'll need this link. Definitely watch it.


0:10 – 0:25: I wonder how the Olsen twins feel that their younger sister is now the new Hollywood It girl. Are they jealous? Are they supportive? Did they advise her to go into this business? I also wonder how they feel about murdering Heath Ledger. Wait, I’m kidding about that. I think.

0:28 – 0:38: This kid’s original move is to throw peas and onions at Stephanie’s neck. Remember that for later, when the kid ups his game 100,000x.

0:45 – 0:59: Given what’s on TV nowadays, it’s incredible to think that Gia seemed so slutty on this show.

1:45 – 1:55: For reasons that escape me, the laugh track still exists on shows today. I always hated the laugh track. But I DID ridiculously enjoy whenever they played that “OOOHHH” recording when something scandalous happened. I don’t think TV shows have the “OOOHHH” thing anymore, which is a real shame. “Saved By The Bell” was the king of that, they used at least one “OOOHHH” per episode. But what really took the cake is when they added this dude who would say “BUS-TED!” when everyone else went “OOOHHH.” It always slayed me to imagine 6 people in a sound studio, as a producer says “You five people, you’re gonna go ‘OOOOHH’ and then you, you’re the ‘BUS-TED’ guy, the whole thing really sits on your shoulders.”




1:57 – 2:00: I like how polite these kids are. Even though everyone wants to make out, no one starts until Stephanie gets there so Bobby doesn’t have to sit there alone, not making out. I thought that was nice.

2:15 Р2:26: I was not getting invited to a lot of parties like this in middle school. Or ever. I guess come to think of it, this party would be way too risqu̩ for me even now.

2:35 – 2:44: Bobby ain’t fuckin’ around here, Steph.

3:10: “Steph, this is not a talking party.” That might be my single favorite line from any show, ever. Next time some girl talks to me at a party, I’m dropping that line.

3:20 – 3:40: “Don’t you like me?” “Then what’s the problem?” “Then why don’t we kiss while you figure it out!” Damn, dude, Bobby’s swag is on a million right now. I don’t want to break up a good time here, but what are the odds Bobby went on to roofie someone in college? 3:1? 5:2? I could probably be talked into even lower.

3:56 – 4:03: “How long are we supposed to do this?” “Until everyone else stops!!” I also plan to steal this line. Bobby is a child genius. Doogie should be ashamed. I also note that all the other kids gave Steph and Bobby the prime spot for making out, the couch. There’s literally two kids making out on the floor in the back corner. It seems kind of rude for everyone to go out of their way to make Steph comfortable, and then for her to bail like this.

4:32 – 4:37: Marla Sokoloff delivers the line “I’m really sorry Steph” like Stephanie just was diagnosed with terminal pancreatic cancer.

4:45 – 4:55: Whenever I watch something where a character depends on a land line, I get all confused. It’s amazing how many movies and shows make absolutely no sense once you watch with the perspective that cell phones exist. It’s pretty much ruined the “character shows up for dinner date, sits at restaurant alone for 3 hours because the other person flaked” scene that I must have seen 300 times.

5:40 – 5:50: Okay, I get that it’s just a show, but “Laryngitis Bob Saget” sounds nothing like Candace Cameron. Come on Steph, it’s dumb moves like this that eventually made you into a meth addict. Although I guess that set the stage for history’s coolest intervention, so maybe it was all worth it.

5:51: I just saw Bobby is playing a handheld video game. I like that Bobby thought, “Well, I’ll probably be making out all party long, but just in case, I need a backup plan. Video games!” Bobby = my idol.

6:16: Bobby is the first one out the door. Nice move, Bobby. One thing I don’t get about this – do they all live within walking distance? How are all the kids going to get home? Stephanie obviously doesn’t live within walking distance, or she wouldn’t have needed to call Bob Saget. In case you’re wondering, I perform this rigorous logical analysis of every 1990s TV show. I am a lot of fun to be around.

Tune in next time for the greatest episode of “Family Matters” – I’m agonizing right now over which episode that is - there’s so many good candidates.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Jimmy Kimmel - Christmas Presents Part II

The sequel is on par with Godfather, Part II. The girl with the deodorant at 1:25 and the kid who gets the potato at 3:25 are so awesome. Those kids are being raised the right way. And to the girl at 3:16, believe in yourself. Age ain't nuthin' but a number.

Let's Go To The Mall!

Growing up, my local mall* was a lot like yours, except mine was prominently featured in “Jackie Brown” and also was the largest mall in the entire western hemisphere. The “Del Amo Fashion Center” held this title until I got to middle school, when some stupid mall in Canada (Edmonton?) built an environmental travesty/indoor water park that connected to their mall, thus surpassing my beloved local mall’s square footage. As a child, despite having an annual income of $0.00, I could scarcely think of anything more exhilarating than a trip to the Del Amo mall. The mall was this unending world of possibilities – it seemed to me the complex housed any product anyone could ever dream of wanting. Like if I could somehow physically step into Amazon.com while eating a hot dog on a stick. The Del Amo mall even had two completely separate multiplex movie theaters. Two different movie theaters! In one mall! The hedonism boggles the mind.

(*There was another mall near my high school, but no one ever buys anything there, so I don’t count that place. After Christmas I stopped in the Banana Republic – the sales clerk was so shocked to see a “customer” that she tripped while trying to greet me. The entire place must be a front for money laundering).

As you obviously know, no one goes to the mall anymore, for reasons I fully appreciate and agree with. Things are so bad for malls that Sbarro filed for bankruptcy. I stopped by Del Amo mall in January, and it looked awful. I saw boarded-up storefronts, signs that hadn’t been replaced in 20 years, and the same old beige-and-maroon patterned floor – I started to wonder if I had entered a time capsule.

Over the years, “Mallrats” has established this image of kids at the mall as slackers with nothing to do and nowhere to go, so hey, might as well hang out at the mall. While I like that movie, I want to forcefully assert that this is total nonsense. I used to be really, genuinely fired up to go to the mall, and so were most of my friends. If someone’s mom was driving to Del Amo, nobody ever passed on that opportunity.

It’s not that I am idiotically hoping indoor malls will make a comeback – it’s clearly good for society that Sbarro’s reign of inedible, disgusting, wasn’t-even-good-when-it-first-came-out-of-the-oven pizza/terror is coming to an end. But I had so many good times that I thought it would be nice to look back to better days, and my favorite spots at the mall.

Hat Kiosk – Oh man, there were so many hats! All in one place! I especially enjoyed the black LA Dodgers caps that Asian guys started wearing in their mid-90s effort to disown colors completely. I never had one, mostly because I look terrible in hats. But I was nevertheless excited by this kiosk.

Movie Theaters – Did I mention there were two?

Cinnabon – There were also two of these. I preferred the one in the main corridor because everyone would eye you with jealously when you bought one. The Cinnabon by the Marshall’s and Sam Goody just didn’t have the same glamour. Kind of like when Spago expanded out of Beverly Hills.

GameStop – To prevent kids from standing around playing the demo games, GameStop had a perfect solution. Every demo machine was always broken. GameStop is managed by business wunderkinds.

Things Remembered – I didn’t actually go in here, but I did want to share my super-awesome idea for a secondhand gift exchange for engraved items from Things Remembered. So if you have a candy box that reads, “To Lisa - I love you”, someone else dating a Lisa can buy it from you for 25 cents on the dollar. Payment declines the weirder your name is. This could be the best idea I ever had.

Poster Store – Poster store, I have no idea what you were called, but damn if you didn’t have a whole lot of posters. I was a particular sucker for Ken Griffey, Jr. posters when he was a Seattle Mariner. At age 11, the only difference to me between a Griffey poster and an original Matisse was that the Matisse looked like total ass. As an aside, basketball announcers always say “posterized” when someone gets dunked on, but it’s nearly impossible to find a poster where that’s actually the case. Whenever an announcer screams, “THAT’S GONNA BE ON A POSTER!” I yell back at my inanimate television, “I AM SKEPTICAL OF THAT OUTCOME!!”

The Sharper Image – How did this store stay in business for so long? Someone once gave me a $50 gift certificate to the Sharper Image. I couldn’t find anyone who would buy it from me for $35.

Sweet Factory – I finished every trip to the mall with a stop here. The variety of candy was staggering, there was a whole wall devoted to sour punch, sour straw and sour bands. I always denied to my mom that I was eating candy at the mall, but the red and green sour punch stuck in between my teeth was not super helpful to my case.

Farewell, mall. The memories are forever.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

A Little Gross, But Still Important

Steve sent this along today, and even though it's kind of disgusting (1:07), I had to share for a couple reasons:

1. Love this kid's persistence. He's going to crush the GMAT one day.
2. He really does rock this out starting at 0:19.
3. But the obvious reason Steve sent this - this looks jarringly like me 15 years ago. Honestly, if it wasn't for the fact that I can't play the drums (even in Rock Band, I sort of suck on the drums), I would be seriously wondering if this was some awful memory I blacked out from my youth.

Anyways, enjoy watching Baby Eric gut his way through an epic performance.

Monday, January 2, 2012

A Trip To The Chinese Market

Whenever I’m back in LA, at some point I end up with my parents at Chinese supermarkets. The Chinese supermarket experience is magical, and honestly, it’s better than Disneyland.  People have been afraid to say that, but not me. I’m not scared of you, Disneyland. Anyhow, a photo tour for the uninformed:
 Look at how pretty her lips are, must be from drinking a LOT of instant coffee.

This is an Australian king crab, but it reminded me of the boxes of blue crabs they sometimes have. As a kid/last year, I loved poking them with tongs and seeing which crab jumped the highest. Someone got all upset with my “animal cruelty” at which point I tried to make something up about how crabs have exoskeletons, so they don’t have any pain receptors. I should have told the truth which was, “Poking crabs is a hilarious good time.”

My favorite kind of fiesta. The Danish kind.

 Don’t eat the non-edible beef blood, it’s not good. Stick to the edible blood.

 The Cordyceps Fungus isn’t even one of the 10 most expensive fungi in the store.



I immediately bought 14 of these. My favorite thing about this might be the label at the top – “Communicate Everywhere”, evidently marketing the pearl earpick as a substitute to satellite phones.

 I never know what this means.

Regular supermarkets maybe sell like one footstool. The Chinese market invariably has its own footstool section. Is it wrong that I chuckle when I see this? I think it’s probably okay.




When I was little, my friend Ali had a pet turtle. It cost $110 from the pet store. My dad couldn’t believe Ali got his parents to pay roughly $250/lb. for a turtle when the going rate at the time was only $7.99/lb.