Inspired by a disgruntled foreigner (foreigner = someone not from Wisconsin = ParaTed2k) and his less than stellar Milwaukee experience, I've decided to focus today's discussion on something important to the pursuit of happiness, something near and dear to everyone (though you'll need to forgive me for suggesting that this nearness and dearness is more poignant for those of us who hail from Wisconsin).

As if you did not know, I'm talking about beer. And not just beer. I'm talking about bad beer.

In fact, I am talking about the best bad beer available on the open market: the High Life; yes, Miller High Life; indeed, the Champagne of Beers.

With the notable exception of the inestimable Bob Uecker, nobody - and I mean nobody (at least, nobody that I can think of at the moment) has championed Miller products like Errol Morris. Errol Morris the filmmaker, Errol Morris the commercialmaker.

Errol Morris: superstar.

And now, for your educational viewing pleasure, I provide you with links to three short commercial jewels of the small screen:

1. High Protien
2. Salad
3. Casanova

These videos are just the tip of the iceberg. View them well, and you, too, can learn to live the High Life.