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The advertisements for Nepia brand tissue are only moderately weird by Japanese TV ad standards, with their box-headed, animal printed hosto-man type characters. I just find it sophomorically funny that the only female character is a sexy woman for the “wet” line of moist tissues. These run Windows Media only, sorry. (And not friendly with the last edition of Microsoft Windows Media Player for Mac and Firefox, to my experience.)

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  1. Anonymous2/23/2006 2:45 AM

    Actually, they do work with Flip4Mac, which lets you watch wmv's in QuickTime and is now free thanks to a deal with Microsoft (and oh-so-obviously featured on the Microsoft website).

    http://www.microsoft.com/windows/windowsmedia/player/flip4mac.mspx

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  2. bwana2/24/2006 11:55 AM

    Thanks! I'll have to check that out. Someone else mentioned it recently, but said that it was extra buggy, so I was staying well clear of it. It can't be any more creepy than actually having WMP for Mac on my lovely PowerBook...

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  3. bwana3/02/2006 3:51 AM

    I'll be installing Flip4Mac shortly; it sounds like it will be more "mac-like" in unifying Windows media files into playing in a QT Player, including iMovie and other things:
    one less player necessary
    more use of media across all apps

    w00t!

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