They Say What They Say

Somebody please tell me that Gibbs loses the moustache sometime soon. I love NCIS, but the sheer cheesiness of the moustache is almost excruciating. Did he grow it for Movember, or did someone in wardrobe actually think the 70's porn star look was hot?

I spent the day being cleaver with websites at work, fixing up some links pages that will otherwise vanish when they finally get around to decommissioning the old subject pages that have been replaced by the new federated search engine. Then I roved at an Endnote class, and topped the day off by getting my gym program redone.

Despite all that it was a rather blah day, the only highlight being the protracted email discussion my sister and I had about the cake we're making for the nephew for his birthday on Saturday. We decided to go with the easy to assemble fire engine, rather than the more complicated to pipe puss-in-boots. Anything else was too much to think about. I'm also making white chocolate crackles, and I may even make some cupcakes as well. Now I just have to work out what to wear.

CKR fans should check out phineasjones' paean to the man himself: Callum Keith Rennie; A Post for the Clueless by a relative Newbie for some delighful 'OMG, he so teh hot!' squee. And c_regalis is encouraging all good fangirls to band together to help Callum get his own star on the Canadian Walk of Fame. The details are in her journal, only you've got to ask; how would this notoriously shy actor react if he did end up on the walk of fame? I'm sure he'd keel over from all the attention.

The dancesport championships are on Channel Seven at the moment. All the women are unnaturally blonde and tan, and the guys are wearing shirts that make them look like pimps. It's so trashy I can't stop watching.

*attempts to tear self away from the trash to do the dishes*

*fails*

Somebody please tell me that Gibbs loses the moustache sometime soon. I love NCIS, but the sheer cheesiness of the moustache is almost excruciating. Did he grow it for Movember, or did someone in wardrobe actually think the 70's porn star look was hot?

I spent the day being cleaver with websites at work, fixing up some links pages that will otherwise vanish when they finally get around to decommissioning the old subject pages that have been replaced by the new federated search engine. Then I roved at an Endnote class, and topped the day off by getting my gym program redone.

Despite all that it was a rather blah day, the only highlight being the protracted email discussion my sister and I had about the cake we're making for the nephew for his birthday on Saturday. We decided to go with the easy to assemble fire engine, rather than the more complicated to pipe puss-in-boots. Anything else was too much to think about. I'm also making white chocolate crackles, and I may even make some cupcakes as well. Now I just have to work out what to wear.

CKR fans should check out phineasjones' paean to the man himself: Callum Keith Rennie; A Post for the Clueless by a relative Newbie for some delighful 'OMG, he so teh hot!' squee. And c_regalis is encouraging all good fangirls to band together to help Callum get his own star on the Canadian Walk of Fame. The details are in her journal, only you've got to ask; how would this notoriously shy actor react if he did end up on the walk of fame? I'm sure he'd keel over from all the attention.

The dancesport championships are on Channel Seven at the moment. All the women are unnaturally blonde and tan, and the guys are wearing shirts that make them look like pimps. It's so trashy I can't stop watching.

*attempts to tear self away from the trash to do the dishes*

*fails*

I'm feeling a touch nostalgic tonight and when that happens I find that youtube is a good way to seek out lost snippets of my childhood.

This is for those of us who are old enough to remember, and for those who aren't and wonder what all the fuss is about when people rave on about some silly ice skaters.

Torvill and Dean: Paso Doble, 1984 Winter Olympics:


Torvill and Dean: Bolero, 1984 Winter Olympics (this is the one they got the perfect score for):


What do you bet that Natalie owns all the Torvill and Dean DVDs and even though he doesn't say so, Jeremy really enjoys watching them with her when she's in a 'Dorothy Hamel' mood.

I'm feeling a touch nostalgic tonight and when that happens I find that youtube is a good way to seek out lost snippets of my childhood.

This is for those of us who are old enough to remember, and for those who aren't and wonder what all the fuss is about when people rave on about some silly ice skaters.

Torvill and Dean: Paso Doble, 1984 Winter Olympics:


Torvill and Dean: Bolero, 1984 Winter Olympics (this is the one they got the perfect score for):


What do you bet that Natalie owns all the Torvill and Dean DVDs and even though he doesn't say so, Jeremy really enjoys watching them with her when she's in a 'Dorothy Hamel' mood.