Pips just reminded me that in one commercial Mr. Kool Aid wears camo pants. Maybe he's joined the Marines and we're going to sweeten the terrorists into submission.

The world stopped making sense to me long ago. I blame Jim Jones.

the Kool-Aid man now wears pants.

OUTRAGE!

*BTW, Pips has a good memory.

The Kool-Aid man in simpler times.

We also just found some packets of this "Kool Aid Invisible" stuff. I'm not sure what the point of that is, to trick your friends? 'Ha! You Thought You Were Drinking Water!! I made you drink artifical Watermelon Kiwi, silly mortal!! Victory is Mine!!"

on preview: Lori's like is not safe for work, naked pitcher, and I don't mean Randy Johnson.

The point is to not stain the crap out of stuff. (Back in the day, Kool Aid and Jello were the freaky hair dye of choice, such were their awesome staining powers.)

The camo pants reminds me of the First Gulf War (ours, that is.) A Chrysler minivan ad gained a music track of "When Johnny Comes Marching Home Again." The switch happened in the midst of the assault and ran with the combat video on the news. The point of the altered ad was that bored suburban housewives should buy a minivan while Hubby was deployed with the National Guard in Saudi Arabia waiting to liberate Kuwait. Intensely creepy.

But maybe the point is that one person wears the pants in Kool-Aid Man's house?

The surface of the mass media is the collective visual unconscious in a culture; the captured dreams of the multitudes.

Have you seen the military recruiting commercial where, after a bunch of shots of military men jumping out of planes or storming beaches or whatever, the voiceover says something like 'Don't you feel sorry for those poor schmucks who are buying a minivan right now?'

OH, NO!

Actually, after I saw the ad shift mentioned above, I stopped watching TV.

I am now dependent upon comments on the intarnets to inform me of what's happening in that particular wasteland.

It's all about balance jon: you stop wearing 'em, the Kool-aid man starts.

Select an area to come and explore!

Is the hyperlink on his pants working for anybody else? I keep clicking here and get no response.

Kool Aid Invisible

Can't use that around here. My dad thinks it's a pitcher full of water, so he dumps it and washes it.

I made nuclear punch once, out of blue Kool-aid, green Cyalume lightsticks, and vodka. Everyone liked it!

Now with these pants all is sadness and mortal horror.