What Does “Regular” Smell Like?

Great Day to You, Friday Fun Facters!


Special Announcements:

RIP I: Whitney Houston. An incredible voice silenced, tragically, long before her time.

RIP II: Gary Carter. You played the game of baseball with the enthusiasm & energy we all strive for in our daily lives. Keep on playin’, Kid!

Lady & Gentlemen, Start Your Engines!: Right after we get through the rain delay…

Welcome Back to the new season of NASCAR. Many hours spent watching traffic on television on Sundays after spending all week battling it live in person…


There I was, out on my routine weekly shopping adventure for food, odds, AND ends. Shopping advertisements & coupons in hand, and trying to get the best value for my ever-shrinking dollars. Heading down the hygiene product aisle at the local almost-discontinued & discount store, searching for, well, hygiene products!

During this week’s adventure, I was on a search for deodorant. The darn stuff costs too much anyway for what it is when you think about it. However, the flip side is, it’s like car insurance – we really can’t live without it. Unlike previously unsuccessful expeditions for molasses, deodorant is a little easier to find in the store. So, as I window-shopped the brand that would provide me with the coupon savings, I came across something that may have been missed by the marketing gurus. The flavors of deodorant spanned wide spectrum of earth, wind, fire, & surf. But one such flavor stuck out like a turnip-colored prom dress at a soccer game:


This of course inspired all sorts of questions. How does the company know I want to smell “regular?” Are they saying smelling “regular” is an upgrade for me? Should I be offended? What if I want to smell ordinary instead? Most important of all, what does “regular” smell like?

Of course, it also creates the responsive dilemma of whether or not I want, or would like, to smell “regular.” And therein lies the next enigma: How does one find out what “regular” smells like? The deodorant containers are closed. It’s not like at the cologne counter, where there are samples of cologne. The deodorant containers are hermetically sealed like Oscar envelopes.

With other scents, you can hazard a quality guess – ocean surf, Irish Spring original scent, phoenix (think musk), or icy blast. OK, probably not that last one unless you live far enough north of the Mason-Dixon Line to smell winter on a regular basis.

Does one open the deodorant lid in order to get a whiff of the scent? I suppose you could. There’s not a law against it. And yet, one feels awkward, like a criminal, for opening the deodorant in the store before purchasing it – kind of like getting your hands caught in the cookie jar.

What happens if a disapproving manager finds out? What if one of the employees sees you, can’t find a manager, and announces he or she saw you open the deodorant over the loudspeaker?

“Erve, I wasn’t even IN aisle 5!”

And, on top of all of that, I’m trying to get the best value I can with this darn coupon!

Am I supposed to just buy the “regular” deodorant and live with the mediocrity?! Or do I forego the best value for the money spent and move on to a scent I know I enjoy – the scent that makes me a better man?!

Oh, the agony!

If the marketing gurus really knew me, they’d know I want to smell “Exceptional”…


Tunes Of The Week:

Ordinary Average Guy – Joe Walsh

An Average Song – Allan Sherman

Pick Up The Pieces – Average White Band

Not So Average – V. Rose

Not Your American Average – Asking Alexandria


Raise Your Glass (If You’re “Sure!”)!

May Your Monday Magically Be Followed By A Friday!


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It Ain’t A Super Bowl Party Until…

Great Day to You, Friday Fun Facters!


Special Announcements:

RIP: Don Cornelius. Keep that Soul Train movin’…

Happy Belated Birthday!: Friday Fun Fact member, CarolineH! Have you recovered yet???

Bad Dancing Award: Rob Gronkowski, at a dance club after losing the Super Bowl. We blame the bad ankle…

Ounce Of Prevention Reminder: Tuesday is Valentine’s Day


The Super Bowl is over – we can finally put the football season to rest. Almost…

I, along with many of our Friday Fun Fact members and casual observers, had an opportunity to attend a Super Bowl Party on Sunday. Good times were had by all, I can say. Except, maybe the clean-up crew! (Special Note I: OK, it wasn’t that bad!).

My team lost.

That is to say, the team I was rooting for lost. Neither my home team, nor any of the additional teams I follow, made it to the Super Bowl. So, I was rooting for the team I disliked the least. The Browns, it seems, is farther away from the Super Bowl than the geographical distance between Cleveland and Indianapolis would indicate. And yet, several people at the party were proudly displaying their loyalty to the brown & orange. (Special Note II: We admit, though, it would soften our annual disappointment greatly, if the Browns ignored their own “tradition,” and had cheerleaders on the sidelines!).

So, why do a bunch of people seemingly destined to never root their team on in the Super Bowl gather to watch the island oasis in the middle of a Sahara Desert winter, otherwise known as NorthEast Ohio?! Why, you ask? Well, let us explain.

The commercials? Well, I don’t think this is falls into the category of “the chicken or the egg” conundrum. Although we had commercials before the Super Bowl, it wasn’t until 25 years ago when Apple revolutionized Super Bowl commercial time-outs.


The halftime show?! Nope – the halftime shows during the first decade of the Super Bowl were marching bands.


Some will say it’s the Vegas Line. So much money is placed on the odds of the Super Bowl – over/under, the coin toss, which team scores first, one could make a solid argument that the Vegas Line is why we play the game. Of course, the Super Bowl is the grand moneymaker for the NFL. We know the NFL wouldn’t put on such a spectacle if it lost money on it…

There’s one thing about the Super Bowl that may actually outdo the Super Bowl. The Food. Oh, my goodness, the food. We always have a great spread at our parties. However, with the box store advertisements, & marketing campaigns, you would think it is going to be the last day for food – EVER.

None of these can be considered the reason to watch the big game when your team isn’t there. Maybe you can make a decent case for love of the sport. But I think there’s one more reason that we haven’t addressed…


We get together to catch up with friends. The food, commercials, halftime show, and Vegas line only add to the experience. OK, let’s be honest, sometimes the halftime show may not add to the experience. (Special Note III: We here at Friday Fun Fact only condone gambling on the Vegas line if you are sure you will win. Otherwise, you are better off contributing to the BEER fund for the event.). In our case, the game actually provides us a reason to get together and celebrate and commiserate with our friends. Most of the time, the games we watch become background to the conversation & fellowship going on at the table or in the room.

This time, we got together for one of our esteemed casual observers combination house warming & Super Bowl party. Although we are all good friends, we can be a daunting group to have over all at once! And, after all it is a partaaaaayyyy. All went well – conversation, food, fun, & laughter were had by all. Multiple generations found themselves in different rooms of the house catching up, making plans for events, or trying to figure out how to fix that do-hickey that hangs from the back of the thing-a-ma-jig. Someone knows, don’t they?

And then we heard it

The sound.

“What was that?,” several people asked. The investigation began. People hunting around for where they thought they heard the sound coming from. Everyone hoping they weren’t anywhere near where this minor catastrophe originated, so blame could not rest on their shoulders.

And there it was, in the middle of the utility room floor. The victim: the rack where all the coats hung from had detached from the wall and fallen to the floor. “The weight of the coats” someone exclaimed, must’ve been the reason the rack fell.

Oh, well, it ain’t a party until something gets broken.

And the game goes on. Here’s to good friends & good times…


Tunes Of The Week:

Me & Charlie Talking – Miranda Lambert

Some Beach – Blake Shelton

Behind These Hazel Eyes – Kelly Clarkson

Vogue – Madonna

I Believe In A Thing Called Love – The Darkness

That’s What Friends Are For – Dionne Warwick


Raise A Friendly Glass!

May Your Friday Be Followed By A Super Saturday!


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