Showing posts from July, 2008

Rock the one-piece

Some points to note pre-viewing:

1. Turn the sound down. This music makes me want to destroy my inner-ear.

2. Inspiration for swimwear options or what!! High waist, low cut leg... oooh yeah. I really shoulda been a lady in the 60s and 70s.

Bill and Ted have a LOT to answer for!

Gladiate this!

9021-ho ho ho!


My has friend led me down the dark path of watching entire series (yes, plural) of Beverly Hills 90210 on DVD.

Don't judge me.

I have now dragged a few other friends along with me by feeding them small tid-bits that I have singled out as highlights and have since been spending many happy hours following the lives of Brenda, Brandon, Dylan, Kelly, Donna, Steve, Andrea (SUCKERman) and David Silver. It's rad.

How does this link? Well, first of all, if you have any sense of humour, you should go out and watch episode 2, season 1 - The Green Room. It's pretty much the best thing ever.


Here are some indicators...


Ha. Ha. Ha.

Dylan drives this AMAZING Porsche that gets him more chicks than any other car on earth and I know I shouldn't say that but my god... it's true. He also wears denim overalls with one shoulder undone and hanging down, coupled with a white t-shirt and 16-hole cherry Docs.

I'd hit it.

Small, but you get the idea.



The sense of relief I feel in knowing that I am not the only one who hates these things is immense. It's such a big issue (in my world) that it could almost be made into a 'two-types-of-people' category where never the twain shall meet. Families could be broken up and star-crossed love thwarted in a Romeo and Juliet style, family feud event.

Love the plant - truly, I do - but the sticker/car-seat cover/rear-vision mirror decoration/tattoo, they all have to go.