DECISION 03/256 - ROCHE PRODUCTS NEW ZEALAND - XENICAL:
"The advertisement showed a gathering of people celebrating their weight loss by burning their 'old' clothing on a bonfire. The Complainant objected 'to the burning of, apparently good clothing ...'. Complaint not accepted."
DECISION 03/252 - NOVUS WINDSCREEN REPAIR:
"The jingle in the advertisement said 'Show us your crack!' as it showed windscreens being cracked. The Complainant said 'Show us your crack!' was snide innuendo referring to female genitalia, and was offensive. Complaint not accepted."
DECISION 03/231 - CS COMPANY - LACOSTE:
"The advertisement for 'Dawn' fragrance for men showed an agile young man spring out of bed, revealing his naked back. The Complainants found the advertisement offensive and indecent. Complaint not accepted."
Once again conclusive evidence that despite what you may think, people really do having nothing better to do with their days.
‹ 27.1.04
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"Having run the Oasis in central Wellington for nine years, Dean - who would not reveal his surname - said he made the application to get a certificate soon after the new Prostitution Reform Act came into force on December 28 because he 'likes to keep on top of things'." F'nar f'nar.
‹ 26.1.04
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Mind where you toss those burgers ... they can be lethal. Kind of like Alex Munday's killer blueberry muffins in Charlies Angels really. And while we're on the subject of burger-related hijinks, two bored Michigan kids decided to have a little fun with the drive-thru speakerbox: "You don't need a couple of Whoppers. You are too fat. Pull ahead," was what greeted some punters heard when they pulled in for their no doubt regular Burger King fix. Classic.
‹ 25.1.04
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Well, you could knock me down with a feather (the dyed-pink ostritch type of course) ... this humble little weblog is a finalist in the Best Ocker/Noozlelandic Weblog section of the 2004 Weblog Awards™ (aka the Bloggies, in the common parlance).
So, support your Antipodean cousins by voting for either myself (I would say that) or any other of my fine upstanding co-nominees: Claire from Loobylu, the 'Kitty from Pixelkitty, Raena from Synapse or the 'Girl from ScorpioGirl (my fellow Kiwi). As the oft-used saying goes, vote early and vote often ...
‹ 22.1.04
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I love tomatoes ... and I kinda secretly love tobacco ... and when science puts them together, you get the tomacco! Yes, this particular unholy alliance was originally dreamt up by those twisted writers of The Simpsons and, to one Rob Baur, the challenge to make it a reality was simply too tempting to pass up. Pity it'd probably kill you if you ate it though ... I could cut out my lunchtime fag with one fell sandwich.
‹ 20.1.04
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Happy fourth blogiversary à moi ... how time flies.
‹ 19.1.04
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... And breathe out. The annual pilgrimage to the deepest darkest depths of the Limpopo Invercargill went swimmingly and I'm now back in Wellington. Alas, I've also officially returned to the Government coalface. I work hard for my money, so hard for it honey, etc etc.
Christmas celebrations were spent with the nearest and dearest: the regularly scheduled immovable feast was duly consumed and the younger cousins continue to grow at an alarming pace. I had to suffer the ignominy of my sister arranging an identity-parade style photo of us all, in which I finished decidedly middle-of-the-pack. But that's enough of that lest I be accused of a bout of Short Man's Syndrome or some such.
The rest of my holidays were pretty well spent too. I passed a few days with the old gang in Te Anau, then meandered up to Oamaru to see the maternal rellies there, and then shot over the Lindis Pass to Queenstown for a reasonably sedate New Year's gathering with the old gang once more. Another couple of days in Invers sealed the deal and before you could say Johnny Whistlebritches, I was back in our nation's capital once more.
Ma and Pa had a more interesting time of things. They left on the 27th for a couple of weeks of R&R in normally beautiful Niue (home to the .nu) and for the first few days, all lived up to expectations - good weather, great diving and so on. Then Cyclone Heta struck. Oh, bugger. The intrepid holidaymakers were forced to rapidly decamp to New Zealand High Commission (kia ora Sandra) as roofing iron, palm trees and dishevelled chickens blew past windows and sturdy pool tables suddenly became an appealing mode of shelter. They lived to tell the tale (praise the deities) and were evac'ed out a few days later on a noisy old Air Force Hercules. Hurrah! Read about their experiences here.
Thus, for yours truly at least, there was a lot of driving, a lot of open skies, a good few barbeques, plenty of big landscapes and the obligatory eating, drinking and merry-making alluded to below. This resulted in a thoroughly refreshed and reinvigorated Dave and that's what holidays are all about really. Happy (belated) 2004 to you all!
‹ 8.1.04
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