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Glass artist Dale Chihuly provides personal insights into his work.

Virgin Mobile Canada is quickly capitalizing on Eliot Spitzer’s recent “troubles.” The ads will run next week in a free Toronto newspaper.

C|Net adds:
“At Virgin Mobile,” the ad goes on to say, “you’re more than just a number. When you call us we’ll treat you like a person, not a client. Whether you’re #9 or #900, you’ll get hooked up with somebody who’ll finally treat you just how you want to be treated.”

According to Nathan Rosenberg, chief marketing officer at Virgin Mobile, the ad will run in two Toronto daily newspapers this week as part of the company’s “You call the shots” campaign. “We weren’t planning on an ad featuring Governor Spitzer, but he caught our attention this week,” said Rosenberg.

I have not watched an episode yet and not sure that I will. I don’t have anything against Coolio, but this Slate review is not so encouraging.

Some of you will find the program offensive, pointing to the air of inner-city minstrelsy that attends to the proceedings and the objectified women lingering around them. The production gives you a feel for what it might be like were Flavor Flav to host This Old House. For instance, Coolio taps out his spices from small plastic baggies as if he had bought them not at Whole Foods but in his dealer’s Escalade. Next, a pair of women from Coolio’s stable of “sauce girls” are always at his side, and the sauce girls—possibly taken in from a home for the mute—are not to be confused with actual sauciers. What the sauce girls do, mostly, is stand around in heels, sometimes wearing aprons, sometimes wearing a bit less than aprons. They were permitted to fondle some baguettes in an episode featuring “ghettalian garlic bread.” That’s the one where the star and his sous-chef pretended to abduct a college boy off the street. “We’re gonna find a hungry, broke-ass, malnutritioned, Top Ramen-eatin’ muthafucka, and we’re gonna teach him how to cook a healthy, inexpensive meal,” promised Coolio, intent, as always, on putting the M.F. back into MFK Fisher.