I love vintage ephemera, especially if it has to do with oil/gas companies (I have no idea why). If I had won that stupid MegaMillions drawing the other day, you better believe one of the first things I'd do with the money is to design a whole wing of my new mansion to house my soon-to-explode collection. Until then, I will have to make do with the occasional find. That brings us to this interesting item. Read on, Daddy-O

It's no understatement to say that I love old commercials. So much so that I plunked down 10 bucks just to own some of them. And I especially love commercials of the 1950s, most of which display a cheerful lack of cynicism so often found today. In a lot of cases, we get treated to some really great animation or stop-motion photography. There are, however, some real odd entries in the canon of classic advertising. Like, say, ... Read on, Daddy-O

I might as well come clean - I am obsessed with The King. I love all the commercials; the creepier the better. And I just know I'm not the only one. But sadly, there has been a dearth of King-related merchandise. The Halloween mask was made in such limited quantities that it was long gone before I even found out about it. The video games released last year do me no good since I don't own an ... Read on, Daddy-O

I say any time you can incorporate your company's name with an advertising slogan, that's a stroke of genius. So what exactly is the "UMPH!" in Triumph cigarettes? Carbon monoxide? Formaldehyde? Whatever it is, it's AWESOME! And let's give it up for our ciggy spokespeople, who are totally rocking the earth tones here. Tweed Jacket seems torn between the realizations that his nicotine-stained fingernails now match his pants, and the much cooler fact that he can totally flip ... Read on, Daddy-O

A few years ago I stumbled across a product I never thought I’d see – A two-DVD set of nothing but old TV commercials. Now, to most people this probably sounds like the dumbest concept in the history of ever. But to me, finding this was better than finding 10 bucks behind the sofa. In a testament to my bizarre notion of what is entertaining, I think I’ve watched it at least 5 or 6 times already. I don’t know if this ... Read on, Daddy-O

I’m a sucker for a good infomercial. There were times (before I graduated college) when I would literally stay up all night and watch nothing but infomercials. This was in the mid 1990s, or what I refer to as the Golden Age of the Infomercial. Perhaps not coincidentally, the mid 1990s were also the Dark Ages of My Dating Life. I challenge anyone to name five primetime shows of that era that were as consistently entertaining as the infomercials of that era. Read on, Daddy-O