My new Jeep-Blog 1

I knew it was time for a change when my tires began to just spin in the snow and ice this winter. I was fed up and wondered why on earth I had gotten a car. Finally the warm weather began to sink in and I knew it was time for a change. One night I headed on over to Kahlo Jeep in Noblesville to pick myself out a new ride. I knew right then exactly what I had wanted; a black Jeep Liberty with all of the extras. But when I arrived I had realize I had wasted about a half a tank of gas. Bummed and ready to give up I slowly head back towards Crawfordsville. I was going through Lebanon when I noticed a small car lot and right there shining beautifully was a brand new Jeep Cherokee Laredo. I slam on my brakes and pull into the lot. I had never thought about buying one of these, but something in my heart tugged at it. It was a shimmering black with leather seats and "oh my goodness" a sunroof. I thought to myself that this thing was perfect. I just was really worried about the price...could I afford something like this. I walk slowly up to the door hoping to talk to one of the usually annoying salesperson, but I could not find one when I wanted one. I looked on the door and noticed that I had arrived fifteen minutes too late. Bummed, I drove back to Crawfordsville. I knew that I could try again in the morning. That night I tossed and turned just thinking about driving that black beauty. I jumped out of bed as fast as I could at 8 o'clock in the morning and drove to Lebanon with great speed. As soon as I pulled in, but what do I see? A friendly salesperson just waiting there for me, it seemed as if he knew what I was after. He was extremely nice and worked within my budget. We crunched numbers for what seemed to be hours. Within' the day I must have signed away my life 100 different times until a hand shake ended the deal. And lying in the palm of my hand was a set of keys with a yellow tag that said..."2005, Grand Cherokee Laredo, Black." Now the only thing missing is my Dave Matthews Firedancer sticker sitting on the windshield; trust me I am stilling waiting for that to come in the mail. Then the Jeep will begin to feel like ALL mine!

Goofy Golfing! Blog 2

So the other day Megan and I had the great idea to go to a driving range and hit golf ball. We both do not have any experience with golfing and we knew this would be a laughing good time. As soon as I was leaving my last class in Lafayette, I called Megan up to tell her to head over. I knew we were going to have a blast. We then decided that my mom should go with us. Since she is so much fun , she is like a teenager ,and always makes any situation a blast. We soon all piled into my Jeep and headed to the driving range near New Richmond. We head out and saw such a funny sight...someone driving a machine that picks up the golf balls. It reminded us all of Happy Gilmore and we began making bets to hit that machine. I grabbed my bucket of golf balls and they followed close behind all the way to our spots. First thing I do is grab my camera and began taking pictures of my mom and Megan hitting golf balls. Let's just say this was such a funny sight to see three goofy girls trying our best to hit golf balls. We all missed the balls and did a funny spin. Right after I missed I turned around and a golf ball came flying at me. Somehow Megan had hit me with the golf ball. This made us drop to the ground and just die laughing. I can't remember the last time I had cried from laughing. I was extremely excited to hit the ball clear to the yellow flag which to everyone else was only 160 yards. Lying out in front of Megan was a huge pile of white....let's just say she did not hit her golf balls very far. My mom had the best golf swing I have ever seen. Her little body put out so much effort and will all that strength behind her swing, the golf balls seemed to only travel with a slow pace. I had such a great time that day. We all knew the next day we would be sore, because it must have taken us two hours to get through our huge bucket of balls. I can not wait until the day that we can go golfing on a real course, since we have become instant pros overnight!

Advertising blog 9

We talked about advertising in class, and if the messages they send do or do not affect how we think. A lot of people got upset at the thought that advertising effects how they think, but if you think about it; it does affect us greatly. If you look back to even the early 1900’s advertising had an effect on what was bought, what was thought, and what was worn. The propaganda that was used did influence people’s thinking. During WWII they had posters about car pooling, about how evil Japan and Germany were, and to buy war bonds. People believed these advertisements and propaganda so strongly that even today you can see the effects of them. After WWII, there was the McCarthyism that struck the country. McCarthy was a senator that tried anyone who was different and said that they were communists. There was propaganda up about that and people freaked out. This continued until McCarthy attacked the U.S. Army; causing him to be discredited. I know that people want to think that they are totally independent, but they’re not.
Even now we have advertisements that shape our way of thinking. Just think about the concept of beauty. In Marylyn Monroe’s time, a beautiful woman was considered to have big hips and big breasts. Later on it became a skinny woman with no hips or breasts. Now it is a skinny woman with large breasts but no hips. You want to know how you can tell the tastes have changed? Just look at who the famous models are now. They have gotten that way from advertising. All of the latest styles come from Italy usually, right; those styles come here and presto, instant attractiveness change. It is amazing. How do you think you want to wear Abercrombie and finch? You see sexy people in those clothes and it goes to your mind that, “Hey, if I dress like that then I will be coo and sexy too.” Why else would you pay almost 100 dollars for ONE pair of jeans that are going to fall apart soon anyways?