It is a pleasure to post an advertisement for an album when it is 1) an amazing album, 2) a very funny advert. It really isn’t an advert, it’s a rather amusing… something… featuring Amanda Lepore, Jeff Stryker and Kelly Osbourne. (Not necessarily in this order.) I say watch it.

Christoph Waltz, who has just received an Oscar (TM) (R) (C) for his role in Inglourious Basterds, has made a very special movie before that he would like to share with all of us… and who are we to not help him realise the dream?

To my pyromaniac disappointment, we don’t have it here in the Netherlands Which is a shame because I would totally want to do this… (not)

Lalalala, what a beautiful morning. By golly, I have an amazing idea! Let’s measure my waist and other bits, as I used to do every week for a long time and neglected recently, to see how I am doing after four weeks of missed yoga, missed workouts and hardly any cycling, coupled with eating pancakes in bed (due to flu — good excuse) and drinking beer (after the accident — need to calm nerves — good excuse).

EEEEKKKKK!!!!
GROSS!!!!

Back to clean eating and working out 4-5 times a week it is.

EDIT: Oh hell. If Hannah can do a 30-day yoga challenge, I can do a 30-day clean eating challenge. Here are the rules:

• No alcohol
• No coffee
• No black tea unless green/white/camomile is unavailable
• No carbs after 6pm unless dining with boyfriend
• No sugar, chocolate, sweets of any kind (this is the easy bit)
• No fried foods (this is the difficult bit)

It will be easy peasy! (Not.) But that’s why it’s called a challenge. If it was meant to be easily completed, it would be called pizza.

I started yesterday, so the end date is Dec 2.

I have just come to the conclusion that I am now well and truly ancient. Twenty-something whippersnappers won’t be able to relate to this, I am sure. Well! Without further ado, here is a list of things that excite me the MOST nowadays: (boyfriend excepted of course as is not thing)

• working out, yoga, cycling (I am thin and gorgeous!)
• making iTunes playlists with all singles by an artist in chronological order (anybody got the single mix of George Michael’s “Monkey”?)
• making iTunes playlists with “The Best Of” of the aforementioned artist, but cut down to 1CD length, often featuring non-singles (makes me feel like an A&R!)
• awaiting my new kitchen cupboards (to be delivered by IKEA next week hopefully)
• designing covers for my iTunes playlists (see the Roxette post not so long ago for an example)
• Vicar of Dibley (not much to add, really)
• going to Texel with my boyfriend (hint: Texel is not full of exciting nightclubs) (do youngsters still say “nightclubs”?) (does anyone still say “youngsters”?)
• the thoughts of food, in general (especially Indian, or Italian, or Mexican, or boyfriend’s cooking in general)
• Marian Keyes writing a new book (especially since “The Brightest Star in the Sky” is sooooooooooo good)
• Janet Jackson’s new Best Of (despite awful cover) even though I’ve already got both full Janet singles playlist and 1CD version (and, worse, 2CD version too JUST IN CASE)
• 27″ iMacs
• awaiting my new bicycle

That’s, um, it.

Now please forgive me while I go and put my teeth in a glass.

I have recently admitted to one on View From The Shoebox (note to self: update the damn blogroll), so I may as well do a proper tell-all…

I think Billy Ray has gorgeous eyes, warm smile and the soul patch just kills me. (I never saw/heard him talk and Miley Cyrus only exists for me as a character on DListed, so if he’s a child-touching creep, I remain blissfully unaware of that.)

50 Cent: So. Wrong. So. Hot.

Criss Angel: left, portrayed as a completely uninteresting douche. Right, portrayed as a shit hot man. (Yes I do have a thing for guys that look like hobos, as long as they don’t smell like hobos. And a scruffy beard is ALWAYS good with me.)

James Hetfield of Metallica: no, I don’t like Metallica. Yes, I do like scruffy beards. And metallers with beards make me feel warm and fuzzy.

Phew. That was a properly humiliating TMI Thursday… What are your shameful celeb crushes?

More TMI Thursdays…

…may I say nothing?

Samantha Jones in the Eighties. Erm. Just say no.

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE: Susan Boyle, the world famous finalist of “Britain’s Got Talent”, is ready to take the world by storm with the release of her debut album, produced by The Outsyders, Danja, RedOne and Timbaland. “Su Bo: Da Baddest B***h” is out in the United Kingdom and continental Europe in November.

The tracklisting comprises of 13 carefully selected classic songs Susan felt comfortable covering, and one track Susan wrote herself. The lead single, “So Excited” featuring Janet Jackson is being sent to the radio next month, with the video, directed by Jonas Akerlund, to follow.

1. Get Ur Freak On
2. So Excited (featuring Janet Jackson)
3. Womanizer
4. Like A Drug (featuring Kylie Minogue)
5. Put The Needle On It
6. Oops… I Did It Again
7. That Don’t Impress Me Much
8. Crucified
9. My Humps
10. No Scrubs
11. Short D**k Man
12. Pon De Replay
13. (I Am) The Baddest B***h
14. Vogue

(From Joe. My. God.)

Ah, McDonald’s started selling Water Light (50% less calories)? (From Popeater)

And I, my Lord, may I say nothing? (From Dlisted)

Hey, a girl can dream.