Last night, while we were watching Lost, I had control fo the remote. I hate most commercials, and so I would mute them and ignore them.

One came on, and it was for Planters Peanuts. It showed Mr. Peanut, and it said something like, “Mr. Peanut thinks…” and then I hit mute. Megan was like, “Hey! Now I don’t know what Mr. Peanut thinks!”

So I unmuted it… and it showed his monocle, and the voiceover said, “His monocle says..” and then I muted it again. And again Megan made known her displeasure. I laughed, and turned the sound on once again. This time, it showed his cane, and said “Mr. Peanut’s cane represents…” and again I muted it. And I laughed. Megan, on the other hand, kicked me and reached for the remote. There was a struggle, and she somehow managed to turn mute off while I was still holding the remote, and we heard, “His gloves mean…”. Try as I might, I could not regain control of the remote. The television remained audible. So we heard, “… nothing.”

I laughed. She laughed, too.

Hey, the Center for Cultural Leadership archive blog that I maintained for a little while is linked on the frontpage of the official site.

Of course, I stopped updating it back in May. But still.