You know what's strange about Dunkin Donuts' new commercial for their Wake-Up Wrap? It's not the guy who has tightened his belt so much he now looks like an action figure, it's the woman. She's riding the elevator to her office and just holding her wrap and her coffee drink. It's not in a bag and she hasn't taken a bite out of the wrap yet. She's just standing their holding both of them so they look good for the camera. Necessary I guess, just odd.

I don't usually associate a hearty breakfast with robots, but apparantly Denny's does. Their new ad for the new Grand Slamwich (they have great names for their meals - my favorite is still Moons Over My Hammy) shows robotic arms making a processed breakfast and then real people making a Denny's breakfast. Does the spot remind you of something else we've seen on TV recently? The explanation after the jump, but play this video first.

If you caught Thursday's Daily Show, you saw host Jon Stewart mock the Jimmy Dean/Sara Lee breakfast treat that provides a sausage wrapped in a chocolate chip pancake and skewered on a convenient wooden stick. While I think that particular breakfast item belongs in the pharmacy section as an ipecac to induce vomiting in case you accidentally ingest poison rather than in the freezer section next to the Eggo toaster waffles, Chicago-based Sara Lee said they received calls and e-mails asking where they could find the snack. Apparently people will listen to Jon Stewart when he attacks the current administration, but they prefer to make up their own mind when it comes to what pancake-wrapped meat they shove down their gullet. Stewart may have inadvertently kicked off a whole new trend of complete meals on a stick: I imagine we can expect to see a block of cheese wrapped in bologna and bread with a mayonnaise dipping cup soon, as well as a giant meatball wound in spaghetti.

I am so embarrassed to admit that I do this every week. I don't watch CSI on Thursday nights because I don't care about it enough to catch it as soon as it airs (unlike Lost). I usually flip on the television during lunch or breakfast and watch whatever was recorded the night before. Inevitably, every Friday, I casually turn on CSI while I'm eating a meal. And, about 10-15 minutes into the show, I lose my appetite. This morning, I was eating Frosted Mini-Wheats (because I'm an adult) and looking at a severed head. Actually, it was a body without a head. A nice, bloody close-up. Guess what? The rest of my cereal went into the garbage disposal. Will I ever learn? Sadly, I don't think I will.