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I don’t get out much.

It’s pathetic really.

But yesterday I was convinced to get out and go see Kick-Ass.  I went over to the Beacon Cinema (oh, thank god for you, Beacon Cinema – it’s finally a REAL movie theater over here in the boonies) and checked out that knucklehead up there in that picture there.

For the record, I loved that knucklehead.

I don’t care if everyone pans this flick – the music in Kick-Ass rocks and the sound was loud and I forgot who I was for 117 minutes.

ANYWAY – look.  There’s a recurring scene.  In the beginning and scattered all around the film – of Kick-Ass (a.k.a. Dave Lizewksi) sitting with his dad at the kitchen table.  It’s supposed to set a depressing mood.  It shows routine and boredom and tedium and like….regular-ness with a smattering of a lower income situation.  Not poverty but – middleness.  Thoughtless-ness and blah.  And there, right smack in the middle of the table, is a bottle of squeezable grape jelly – SMUCKERS?  or maybe WELCH’S? (Woah, and that’s pathetic, I can’t even remember the brand).

Although, now that I look at it, it might have been Welch’s.

That’s a well thought out product placement for the squeezable people, right?  Were they psyched about it?

Were the grape jelly people like, “Woah, dude!  This is a huge picture!  Sure, take our crap and stick it front and center and we’re just gonna watch the coin roll in!!”?

Sometimes we get inquiries here at BLUE Q about some of our bags or bath products to be featured in something.  But….I just think….it’s different.

I wonder….