Mira Sorvino! Ludacris! Chaka Khan! It’s Advertising Week!

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Yes, my friends, it’s that time of year again. Now in its fourth year, Advertising Week, the advertising industry’s ego-fest that shames all others, makes its debut Monday, September, 24. As if you don’t already get enough of it on a daily basis, the week offers you the opportunity to wallow in the business even more and celebrate the earth shattering “power of advertising and its impact on business, social issues, politics, music, and media through panels, events and discussions with top CEOs, CMOs, industry heavy weights and influencers including Martha Stewart, Academy Award winning actress and activist Mira Sorvino, Grammy Award Winning rapper Ludacris, Grammy Award winning producer Emilio Estefan, Emmy Award Winning producer Michael Davies, Today Show correspondent & former NFL player, Tiki Barber, Founder of Craig’s List, Craig Newmark, as well as live performances by Gym Class Heroes, Panic! at the Disco, Chaka Khan, comedians Lewis Black and Susie Essman.”

Eesh, that was a mouthful. And Mira Sorvino? Yes, Mira Sorvino! Damn, they should have dragged out Marisa Tomei as well. The A list must have been busy. Maybe they should have convinced Paris Hilton to show up. She’d be a far better representation of the fine, upstanding values the ad industry holds so dear..

If you can’t go or don’t want to have an awkward run in with Tony the Tiger, you can stay at home and just listen to the whole week courtesy of the Radio Advertising Bureau (yes, kids, radio is still a medium) which will stream the week’s events from 7A to 7P on WADV.

Get all the detail at Advertising Week. Ooo! Ooo! Advertising Week is in Second Life too!

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