Thursday, December 31, 2009
Happy New Year
Happy New Year, everyone - see you next decade....
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Caroline Wozniacki profile and pics
Friday, December 25, 2009
Doctor Who (continued)...
Well it's Christmas Day (seasons greetings, by the way), which meant watching Doctor Who: The End Of Time, Part One - and the end of David Tennant's reign as the tenth Doctor...
Talk about over the top and totally bonkers! I mean, the Master's master plan? Converting the entire human race into carbon copies of himself (the "Master-race" indeed)! Was the Master watching The Matrix Reloaded earlier this week on the other channel?
It was good seeing John Simm again as the Master (even with blonde hair and superpowers) and it was a welcome return for Bernard Cribbins (Wilfred Mott) & Catherine Tate (Donna Noble). Also the coffee shop scene, with the Doctor discussing his fears to Wilf was touching - we'll miss you too, David (but Queen Elizabeth 1st won't).
Overall though, this episode felt somewhat disjointed (more of the cactus-aliens would have been nice), but we need to remember this is just the appetiser for the second part on New Year's Day.
But what a cliffhanger! The return of the Time Lords themselves...bring on part two!
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Merry Christmas, everyone...
They said there'll be peace on earth,
But instead it just kept on raining,
A veil of tears for the Virgin birth.
I remember one Christmas morning,
The Winter's light and a distant choir,
And the peal of a bell and that Christmas tree smell,
And eyes full of tinsel and fire.
They sold me a dream of Christmas,
They sold me a silent night,
They told me a fairy story,
'Til I believed in the Israelite.
And I believed in Father Christmas,
And I looked to the sky with excited eyes,
Then I woke with a yawn in the first light of dawn,
And I saw him and through his disguise.
I wish you a hopeful Christmas,
I wish you a brave New Year,
All anguish, pain and sadness,
Leave your heart and let your road be clear.
They said there'd be snow at Christmas,
They said there'd be peace on earth,
Hallelujah! Noel!, be it Heaven or Hell,
The Christmas we get, we deserve.
I Believe In Father Christmas
Greg Lake
Peace & Goodwill, folks and folkesses....
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Rage Against The Machine? Why not!
Metal/Rap band Rage Against The Machine have beaten X Factor winner Joe McElderry in the battle for UK Christmas number one.
The US band's single, Killing In The Name, sold 500,000 downloads beating McElderry's The Climb by 50,000 copies. One retailer said it was a "possibly the greatest chart upset ever".
Its success followed a Facebook campaign designed to prevent another X Factor number one. Judge Simon Cowell offered his congratulations to the couple behind it, Jon and Tracy Morter, despite earlier in the week calling the campaign "stupid".
Rage Against the Machine beat X Factor winner in charts
I remember Rage Against the Machine once did a rehash of Afrika Bambaataa's hip-hop classic "Renegades Of Funk". I didn't like their version much, but I respected them for having the guts to attempt a cover version.
It's debatable how much this will mean in the long term - after all, X Factor will still return to our TV screens (unfortunately). But it's good that people are seeing the X Factor for what it truly is - a production line of tedious, plastic, clean cut karaoke artists masquerading as musicians.
To me Rage's victory is a victory for real music, and for that, I'm very glad it won.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Goodbye 2009...
If I had to nominate the man & woman of 2009, my vote would go to the current Prime Minister of Zimbabwe, Morgan Tsvangirai and the late Neda Agha-Soltan, who was killed during the 2009 Iranian election protests.
The election of Barack Obama was the highlight of 2009, but his nomination for the Nobel Peace Prize was a low, along with the revelation of our MPs misuse of their parliamentary expenses system, the election of the far-right BNP in the European elections, the never-ending Jordan divorce saga, and the vilification of the footballer Eduardo for diving in the British press - recently Wayne Rooney dived against Aston Villa to win a penalty, and the silence was as deafening as it was shameful.
And the next Citeh manager is...
Manchester City has sacked manager Mark Hughes and has named the former Inter Milan boss Roberto Mancini as his successor.
Mark Hughes sacked as Man City appoint Mancini manager
Back in September 2008, I made the following observation:
"I also hope current City manager Mark Hughes recalls the fate of Claudio Ranieri - while he was in charge of Chelski, they finished runners-up in the Premiership and reached the semi-finals of the UEFA Champions League. But this wasn't good for the new owner of the club, one Roman Abramovich...who replaced Claudio with a certain "Special One."
So despite lying 6th place in the English Premiership, despite having lost only two games all season, and despite reaching the semi-final of the Carling Cup, Mark Hughes is out of a job.
I know "Sparky" isn't exactly my favorite football manager, but can someone explain the logic of replacing Hughes with Mancini, who has very little experience in the Premier League?
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Looking for an athlete
But which sport?
Well, football players can be a little violent, the lineman can be obese, all are prone to concussions, and the average NFL player’s lifespan is significantly shorter than someone who doesn’t smack their head against some other big guy’s head repeatedly at a dangerous rate of speed for a living. The average player’s salary is $830,000 per year, which is nice, but you can do better.
Pro baseball players earn boatloads of money (average salary is $1.15 million), but they have their weaknesses too. The season is 162 games long, so they are never around, chances are pretty good they took steroids at some point in their careers (steroids cause a man’s testicles to shrivel up), and they have a gross habit of spitting saliva, sunflower seeds, or tobacco or a rarely seen, but captivating combination of all three.
The average basketball player earns $2.75 million per year so things are looking good there. But the behavior patterns of some of the elite players can be a bit unsettling. For instance, Allen Iverson chased his naked wife down a street out of love, Wilt Chamberlain boasted about having sex with 10,000 women, and Shawn Kemp has more kids depending on him than Santa Claus. Plus, I am 6′4″ and I am dwarfed next to pro basketball players.
Hockey guys make $1.15 million per year and are really normal. They aren’t tall. They aren’t short. They are just normal dudes missing a lot of teeth. Anyway…
So while the major American sports may not tickle your fancy, try looking at a sport that travels more than 200 miles per hour in the most exotic locales on earth. Yep, Formula One racing is where you will find Mr. Right.
The top driver in the world earned $51 million last year while the tenth best driver made $4.5 million. Wealth? Check.
If you are looking for an exotic flair, none of the drivers are American. In fact, Italy, Germany, Brazil, England, Japan, Australia, Switzerland, France, Spain, Poland, and Finland are the countries represented among the drivers. Not to mention, the drivers are all very smart. They have to understand wind resistance, fuel capacities, tire degradation, and other complex car physics. Let’s just say they are a bit brighter than the average ballplayer who never went to college.
And you like to travel right? Well, New York and San Francisco are pretty cool, but the Formula One races only take place in the coolest cities on earth. The schedule includes Australia, Malaysia, China, Bahrain, Spain, Turkey, England, Germany, Hungary, Italy, Belgium, Singapore, Japan, Brazil, United Arab Emirates, and the crown jewel of the circuit, Monaco. You should be able to do some hardcore shopping in these places when you are not mingling with royalty or the uber wealthy.
Formula One money is ridiculous. It makes horseracing money look like a pittance even with the $1,000 mint julep drinks served at the Kentucky Derby. For example, Ferrari spent nearly $250 million on its racing team in 1999 and even the worst team that year spent $50 million. The elite teams today spend staggering sums of money.
Still not convinced? Ashley Judd married Dario Franchitti, a Scottish Indy Car driver. Ashley Judd never makes bad decisions, unless when it comes to choosing scripts in which case she makes awful decisions. Don’t judge her by Twisted or Eye of the Beholder. She’s having a ball watching Franchitti win races.
Which makes me long for a female Formula One driver. They are all male so my ticket to travel the world and live the aristocratic European life will have to wait. And no, Danica Patrick. I am not interested in your Indy Car races. Sorry, I have standards…
Amanda Beard Playboy photos and news
Friday, December 11, 2009
The best Gillette can get?
After Thierry Henry's misadventures on the pitch, and a certain Tiger burning just a bit too brightly In the forests of the night, who'd be a spokesman for Gillette?
Tiger Woods to take 'indefinite leave' from golf
Winning campaign becomes marketing mess for Gillette
(Ω: I still like their Mach-3 razor though)