Thats about all the time I would want

I found this article about the ever present Madge. Frankly 15 minutes would be too much. Ho hum.

Who's Running The Joint!

As of today, never a truer word has been spoken. It is now time to run amok since we are leaderless. But for how long? I feel like a child whose parents have had a fight and both walked out forgetting they left us behind. Break out the red cordial and lollies, we are officially on our own. Yay!

The 80's Are Back - My decent into a bawling mess!

Well I finally got to go and see myself in the "Back to the 80's" exhibition that is on now at the Powerhouse Museum. In fact it has been on since I went to the opening in December but of course since I have basically lived a life time since then I have not had the time to go. So it was a nice cold afternoon in Sydney when I trotted down to Ultimo to check it out. I did see the exhibit when I was at the opening night but frankly I was too busy catching up with people I had not seen in many years so I didn't have time to really absorb the whole thing up close. So it was really nice to stand amongst it all. I have to say that I am quite proud to be apart of it and it all looked so fantastic and well put together so a big thanks to all those who were involved. I read every little fact and poured over every item on display. I stood in the dance party vortex room and reminisced about the "good old days" of Sydney night life and I watched the video montage of friends who did in fact look as fabulous as I remembered them. So during the video I started to bawl, and I thought of "all the people I was kissing, some are here and some are missing" as the song says. It is hard to believe that they are gone, that evil nasty disease that pretty much ripped the guts right out of the bright lights and big city of Sydney and not to mention everywhere else.

I have to say the afternoon left me a little bewildered it was like I had opened a chasm of my past that I hadn't quite ever wanted to leave behind and I really really wanted to step back in time, if not just to see those lost forever. Though if I really want to admit the truth I wanted to smash the glass of the display cabinet and steal all of those glistening club keyring passes, jump in a cab and finally be apart of the "cool" crowd. Yes that is right but alas in 2010 they will get me into knowhere but I don't care I want them but I guess I will just have to be content with admiring them from behind a glass cabinet, "the same as it ever was!" So please enjoy my little piece of the 80's through Vicky D, attached via You Tube and imagine me practicing my dance moves at my friends house and remember "Do want you want to do" because that is exactly what I have done.

Miss Lord Byron

I emailed you, did you get it???? Let me know, cant wait to hear from you....

Teeth White But Oh The Pain

Vanity has yet again determined my pain threshold and I have ventured into the world of professional teeth bleaching. My first foray into this world of white was quickly followed by an agonizing day of holding my face as I screamed in teeth zinging hell. A few weeks on and a few more visits to my dentist and I am now getting strangely addicted to the whitening process. Oh dear god where will it end. I am now obsessed with looking at peoples teeth and working out where they rate on the white scale. So be watching for a freak like me to be over analysing your teethy pegs any time soon k.

Lord Help The Mister That Comes Between Me And My Sister!!

You know I really want my sister Tamara to marry Michael Buble and frankly that wasn't going to happen whilst her boobies were taking a vacation to her knees. Interview after interview she was all tricked out under her clothes but her boobies were west ward ho. So like the good sister I am and because she is the beauty in this duo I told her so and it was get thee to a proper bra shop pronto, see that is my Italian right there. So off we trotted and the result can best be admired via You Tube. Oh those boys from Temper trap no doubt where all askew and bedazzled by Tamara's wondrous ways and no doubt her wonder bra. Good on you sister, see no surgery required! Now if only I could work out a way to post you a link, will work on it and then you to can be the judge of boobies ahoy!!!!

On Holiday

Oh dear it seems my beloved readers that I have been on holidays. Actually it isn't really a holiday it is just that I have been devoting my time to other writing projects at the moment. All is well except for the lovely Mattia. As it turns out he had a barney with his team and is no longer riding in this season's round. Probably a good thing since he has spent the season picking gravel out of his arse. So whom am I going to oogle at now. I guess its back to watching the boy across the road. If only I knew what band he was in, I could no doubt use my friend google. Still a first name might be an idea, time to boil up some lemon butter me thinks......