Glidden Ceiling Paint with Patent-Pending EZ-Track Technology.
Goes on pink and turns to a brilliant shade of white, my ass.
Goes on pink, dries to an even more craptacular pink would be more accurate.
UPDATE:
Behold the miracle of the transubstantiated paint! Overnight, the ceiling transformed from a sickly pink into a brilliant, brilliant white. I apologize for having besmirched the good name of the fine folks at the Glidden Corporation. Glidden: Help is Here.
Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I almost spit out my beer all over my desk.
Posted by: pointy stick | April 12, 2005 at 10:05 PM
Apparently Glidden was so stung by your public shaming that they've taken down whatever lying press release you linked to. Another smug giant brought down by the brave voices of the blogosphere! Too bad about your gay ceiling, though.
jf
Posted by: Josh | April 12, 2005 at 10:31 PM
I thought the ceiling was white when I went in to check this morning. Am I seeing things? Not seeing things? Has pregnancy affected my color perception as well as every other bodily function? Am I that preoccupied that I cannot tell white from pink? Why does Anna Good feel so wonderful about being pregnant? Oh, now I remember, because (a) she's never been pregnant before and (b) she's only a few weeks pregnant. Wait til she gets further along. Although personally I have given up on reading about her, life is too short to waste on stupid people.
Posted by: Julie | April 13, 2005 at 09:42 AM