I didn’t know my brother and I had so much in common until we compared notes on our favorite Super Bowl commercials.
Full disclosure, I didn’t watch the Super Bowl. I wrote four articles for my school paper and a paper for one of my classes. I would have much rather watched Drew Brees and "Who Dat" nation win the cup.
But that wasn’t in the cards.
So I did what every other American who missed the game did on Monday morning (after finding out who won of course), read a review of the best and worst commercials.
The same ad kept popping up on article after article, the Google Search Stories ad, particularly “Parisian Love.” Click HERE.
I sat down to watch it, and at the end omitted an audible “aww.”
Seriously, the cutest ad I’ve ever seen. If you haven’t watched it, go now. It’s been watched almost 4 million times on Google.
I was talking with one of my friends about how true it is. We are now what we google. We define our lives through search engines.
But that’s not what this post is about. That’s a subject a little too deep for me, at least at this moment.
Later in the week, I mentioned to my mom how much I loved this commercial.
She said, “That’s so funny. It was your brother’s favorite, too."
My brother and I are night and day. I can count on one hand the number of things we both like: the Yankees, "The Office," "Chuck," Mac and Cheese and the Beatles.
In fact, there was a period where people didn’t know we were related unless we told them.
I read novels and history books; he reads sports memoirs.
I watch MSNBC ad nauseam; he eats, breathes and sleeps ESPN.
I could easily go vegetarian; he refers to meat as a “lifestyle choice.”
I’m a morning person; he’s a night owl.
And so the list goes on and on. But every once in a while, I’m reminded that we do share genes. It’s a nice feeling.
Have a favorite Super Bowl ad? The polar opposite of your sibling? Or are you identical? Let me know.