Can't get blue Monday out of my head

Another week, another blue Monday. Today I hear you all wondering What's for lunch?

The answer is right here. The bagel with blue chicken salad.





You know you want it.

Examining: The Maxibon

There were quite a few remarks over at my old blog on my post about the Maxibon. I think it was mostly comments on the commercial which I still find absolutely hilarious, but apparently that's just me.Anyway to justify my liking of the ice cream bar I've decided to show it to you in all it's glory. Almost bite for bite. Be advised it's the mini one, the ones you buy separately are much larger.

You see, there is nothing wrong with the Maxibon, and it tasts great too...

Yum-Yum!

Excitement

The excitement continues as the prices of the new iPhone are released. Expensive but it could have been worse. Much worse.

The only thing I'm nervous about is if they have one for me on the release date. I hope so. Another thing of course is which colour to get it in. The 8 GB only comes in black but the 16GB comes in both black and white. I prefer black but as the white is exclusive to the larger model it would be more rare. I like the idea of that. What do you think?

I don't know what it is

It all started with IDV rambling on and on and on about the show Pushing Daisies. About how great it was and how much he loved it (and Ned I seem to recall). So I thought I'd give it a chance. I like watching TV series as it's easy entertainment and it only takes around an hour (including commercials). Why not? So I watched the first 3 episodes.

Guess what? I don't hate it. I don't know what it is about it. If it's the outfits, the narration (which is absolutely fantastic by the way) or Ned (who may have to start trimming his eyebrows). Well I don't hate it. I certainly want more, but I'm not sure if I like it. Does that make sense?

Anyway I will keep watching and then maybe, just maybe I'll grow to love it.

Ciao Italia

MJ was kind enough to remind me of her post. A post in which there are multiple Italian football players worth a look. Or possibly two.

Since (apparently) Italy didn't proceed in the Euro 2008 thingamabob I've decided to celebrate one of their players. A player who MJ already showed in her post, but there is no such thing as too much of a good thing. We proceed in honouring a player who apparently has given up his day job as a professional football player and is now storing his shoes in the fridge.

Ladies and *ahem* ladies, I give you Francesco Totti.















Now I know what you are thinking. Oy vey! Bella bueno! Hay Fantastico! How I would love to take this little number home with me. And now you can!





Forza Italia!

Euro 2008

For a while now there has been nothing on TV but football. A thoroughly boring game in which a bunch of men in shorts run around chasing a little white ball. I've been over this before but I still wonder why this game isn't as gay as can be. What makes butch straight men think it's totally macho to sit down and glare at a bunch of metrosexual men, perfectly coiffed, inked and groomed running around in tight shorts and T-shirts chasing a ball, is beyond me.

I think I've just talked myself into watching the next game.

However I've always hated football. I liked playing Championship Manager 2 back in the day. I'd always manage Juventus and Casiraghi was my main man. He didn't play for Juventus in real life though. Not to my knowledge, which admittedly was and is very limited. A colleague of mine said today with a trembling voice "what are we going to do tonight, there is no football on". Since there is no football on tonigh for some reason. Why is that? It's not like it's over yet (oh please let it be over soon!). I thought I'd post something football related, to pass time until the next game. So without further ado I give you.

Markus Rosenberg and Cristiano Ronaldo
A love story

Cristiano: Wow that Markus Rosenberg is quite fit. Muy Bien!



Markus: Well hello there Cristiano, qué pasa?



Cristiano: If I strike a pose, maybe he'll look my way.



Markus: What's he doing? Is he having some sort of fit?



Cristiano: That didn't work, hey guys let's do the locomotion!



Markus: Oh that's just pathetic, we can do that better.



Cristiano: Oy! I'm getting jealous her. Yo, Markus! Wanna hit the showers?



Markus: You mean me?



Cristiano: Vamos!



Markus: Am I dreaming?



Cristiano: Hey you there, tweak my nipples please. I have a shower date.



Markus: Thank you god!



Cristiano: Let's go!



Markus: Ok Cristiano! I just had to take care of my buddy here.



Cristiano: Come and get it.

Can't get blue Monday out of my head

Welcome to yet another edition of Can't get blue Monday out of my head. Today I hear you wonder, what kind of blue food could I have with my high tea?

The answer is right here. It's the blue scone.





Of course these are way too big, and not proper scones style. This is because the Danes do not know how to create proper scones. I did what it said on the tin, and this is it.

They were good though. Yum!

Odd favorite

I know it's odd for someone like me who likes cheerful, dancy pop and dance music to like this. But I've always liked it. It was the reason I bought the Cruel Intentions soundtrack. Well, the movie is great and the rest of the soundtrack is equally great. In fact, it's the best soundtrack I've heard. Coming in after that, are Miss Congeniality 1 +2 and Gun Shy soundtracks. Bizarre.

Well here goes.




Is it a little emo?

Bonus round

Sayhey brings you a bonus picture of TFGES.






Why would you want to give up this, when it's so good at cleaning.

Or more importantly why do I find myself uploading these all giddy when I will regret it in the morning?

I blame the Pierre Ponnelle and the Italian red wine.

Standards are good, double standards must be twice as good

Dear all,

I realise that we all have to be on this planet we call Earth and that means co-habitating with you. This means we all have to do ours to make sure we can all be here and feel, if not happy then at least, content about it. Now I'm not talking sitting in a circle in the park holding hands or anything as tree-hugging as that. What I'm talking about is, among others, common decency or not violating other people.

When you take public transport, I realise we are exposed to a lot of disgusting things. The guy who sticks his hand inside his shorts to itch his arse and the proceeds to push the stop button on the bus. With that very hand. Yuck! There is the man who doesn't cover his mouth when he coughs. Which means the next day all the people that were on that bus are at the hospital having contracted the ebola virus. That's only the small things compared to the people who wear too much perfume, or worse too much of the WRONG perfume. When did it become legal to violate other people with your vile 'Lou Lou' by Cacharel? I say.

It's just not acceptable. Why are you doing this to me? Even too much of a good perfume is wrong. If you are unsure if you applied too much, call your neighbour and if she can smell it from where she's standing. It's too much. Now stop it. I'm saying this because I want to help you, not because I want to single you out. Red haired woman in the funky green coat with the sunflowers on it. Clearly you don't have taste, but just ask mmmmm'kay?

Another thing I don't understand is you people with your iPods turned up at max volume. Why do you do that? If I wanted to listen to Apologize by One Republic or some whiney emo band I would have added it to my own iPod. Now I have an iPod and I have mine set at a decent, pretty low volume so I can listen into peoples conversations if I want to. This means mine does not emit too much noise for my surroundings. Which means they can't hear when Pieces of Me by Britney comes on, thank god.

Still this morning on the train the woman in front of me asked me to turn it down as "it was pretty stressing to listen to that in the morning". I smiled, clenched my teeth and said "of course" and did so. I'm not going to annoy my surroundings more than absolutely necessary. Just then the train left the station, and it made these rapid banging noises. The woman in front of me clenched her teeth (much like I had when she'd approached me) and sat like that until she got off at her station. I can't say I didn't feel a bit smug when the train started making those noises. In fact I'd go as far as to say I felt pretty damn good just then.

Why can't you just bring a good book on the train and if you hate noise maybe go to the silent compartment?

I also realise that we all have to shop. We pick where we shop, and when ourselves. Still I don't want your annoying little brats running around like the devils they are crying and yelling when I'm deciding if I want fish or beef for dinner. Or for that matter when I'm shopping at Illum. Contain your brats, use a leash if you have to. I don't care, I just want to shop in peace.

There was a story, I hope it's not an urban legend, where this elderly woman was standing in line at the checkout counter at the supermarket. Behind her was a single mother with a little boy. The boy was pushing the shopping cart into the heels of the elderly woman repeatably. She'd asked him to desist a number of times, and she'd approached the mother who did nothing. So a man behind the mother and child takes a glass of syrup from his cart and pours it over the boys head and says that the mother will pay for the syrup.

Now, I find that brilliant. I would totally do that too. Or at least fantasise about one day being able to do that. So if you are acting up, or your brats are, in the line and I'm there. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

Politeness is another major issue you need to deal with. It doesn't matter if you are the person at the counter at the supermarket or other shop, or if you are the customer. It costs nothing and I mean NOTHING to crack a smile and say "have a nice day" or "have a good weekend" or something like that. It's totally free and it's the NICE thing to do. I recommend this, it would make even your day better.

Finally there is you. Yes you, the one yapping on your mobile. I don't care what you are having for dinner, or if you are running late for an interview or you got too much homework. Keep your voice down and remember it's not all about you. IT'S ALL ABOUT ME! Not you, ME. In case you are in some really juicy breakup stuff feel free to share with the group, and by group I mean EVERYONE on the train. They don't look like they are paying attention, but trust me honey. They are listening, and they too want to know why you broke up with David and what you did to him.

That is, unless it happens at the movies. We've spent £8 to watch the movie, so no matter how rubbish it is, we don't want to hear about your relationship issues, or if you just got the most fabulous red lippy. Take it somewhere else or I'll hurl my soda at your head with a popcorn chaser.

So please, take these things under consideration, and now that I'm at it, I may mention that it's rude to play loud music after midnight on a Thursday. So stop it 5B, or I'm calling immigration.

Sincerely,

Pete

June 2008

Here is British Fireman of the month




I see he's running away from the fire. I guess he doesn't want his muffin top getting baked too much

The arrival

In other words

YAY! THE 3G iPHONE IS COMING TO DENMARK ON JULY 11!

Still

• It'll be really expensive
• Impossible to get my hands on
• The service (if you can call it that) is Telia

Still, can't wait! YAY!

Can't get blue Monday out of my head

After a little break Sayhey are proud to intoduce another edition of Can't get blue Monday out of my head. So I'd considered making a little cooking seance but decided against it as I expected it to be like the pudding debacle. As we remember the final result was a bit disgusting.

The cake was pretty easy to make and is by no means as posh as IDVs cake nor was it that difficult to make. Still I'm a beginner in the kitchen so it had to be paint by numbers and this fabulous neon blue banana cake was just that.




Now I sense I should stop here, but I had to share this next slightly disturbing photo of the entire cake. Just to verify, the brown'ish thing is the frosting. Chocolate flavour.




Bon appetit mon amis.

ReMEMbEr this MOVIE

I was so lucky getting tagged by Tara to do this fabulous meme. Now I love memes and I love movies so this should be fabulous. Thanks dear! Like Tara however I have much difficulty limiting myself to just one movie per answer. Will try and do my best though.

So let the fabulousness commence...


1. One movie that made you laugh:

All the Naked Gun movies, Airplane!, Scary Movie (all of them) and so on and so forth but I would have to pick Miss Congeniality



The acting is just hilarious. Especially Miss Candice Bergen, Sir Michael Caine and Sandra Bullock are stellar. Making it possibly one of my favorite movies.

2. One movie that made you cry:

That's easy, Deep End of the Ocean starring Michelle Pfeiffer. This absolutely makes me cry. I'd go as far as to call it torture but it's a good movie so I won't go that far.



3. One movie you loved when you were a child:

I was way into Disney movies when I was a child. It was The Fox and the Hound, Oliver & Co and The Little Mermaid. My favorite was The Little Mermaid. I wanted to be Ariel (a brand of detergent now - how sad!)

Trailer: The Little Mermaid

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4. One movie you’ve seen more than once:

I've watched most of my DVDs more than once. The movies I've watched the most are Cruel Intentions, Miss Congeniality, Pretty Woman (I don't own that one, I had it on VHS) but I suppose the one I watched the most is Coming to America.

I loved Coming to America. I used to watch that whenever my parents would leave me at home alone.



5. One movie you loved, but were embarrassed to admit it:

There are too many to mention here but I guess my absolute most embarrassing movie of all time must be Spice World. Directed by Bob Spiers who worked on Faulty Towers he united with the Spice Girls, got along some great English talent and cooked up an absolutely hilarious movie. With good pop music. The one liners just keep coming and it's so camp you'd think you were sitting in a tent by the fire.


"I can't find my boots"


The Photoshoot


Army spice

6. One movie you hated:

Way too easy. That is "Very Bad Things". Stay far away from that one. It's all in the title, I don't know why we rented it. My friend and I sat there watching it both wondering if the other really liked it enough to finish it. None of us said anything so we finished it. Then we talked about it, deciding this must have been the worst movie we'd ever seen. Still is, the worst movie I've ever seen.

7. One movie that scared you:

The list is endless, Scream (all of them except no. 2), I Know What You Did Last Summer etc. etc. etc. However the one that scared me the most was The House On The Haunted Hill. It made me physically ill. Both times I watched it (or well I didn't complete the second viewing) I got fever like symptoms. Started shaking, my ears started ringing, nausia... plus a lot more. It's the most scary movie I've ever seen and I won't try watching that again.

8. One movie that bored you:

Boomerang. Oh brother, that was boring. I liked a few scenes from it but basically it's just really really dull. This was back when Eddie Murphy could do no wrong, but he could. I'm amazed I finished it.

9. One movie that made you happy:

Simply Irresistible starring Sarah Michelle Gellar and Sean Patrick Flannery (CUTE!). It's a really sweet, feel good movie.



10. One movie that made you miserable:

The Fighting Temptations. I don't know where my head was when I bought that DVD. A movie with gospel music? Come on Pete, jebus! Well that sucked. Big time. I don't like Beyonce and this made me like her even less. Yikes!

Not a big fan of Sideways either.

11. One movie you weren’t brave enough to see:

The Grudge. I really wanted to see this since I like Sarah Michelle Gellar. A lot. She's not an incredible actor but she's got something so many of her peers don't, a personality. She's got a charm and seems approachable. However I've never had the guts to sit down and watch the movie.



Tell me when it's over please.

12. One movie character you’ve fallen in love with:

Harry Connick Jr.'s character in Hope Floats. He is just so charming, handsome and the accent is quite sexy. Mmmmmm.

Trailer: Hope Floats

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13. The last movie you saw:

Spiderman 3. I got it on DVD on Saturday and so I watched it. Not much to say about that. I still like it. Although the guy playing the sandman guy is quite annoying. Hated him in Sideways.

At the movies the last movie I watched was Iron Man. A pretty average movie in my opinion. It surprised me that Gwenyth Paltrow wasn't nearly as dull as she usually is and GOSH! she could run in heels.

14. The next movie you hope to see:

I don't know but for sure I'll watch Indiana Jones 4 and Sex & the City: The Movie. Still I'll probably end up watching a few DVDs before that.

15. Tag Five People:

Ok, so I'll tag IDV, Tatas, Savannah, Dinah and T-Birdy.

Get to it people! Not just the ones who were tagged.

Hot and fabulous

It's all down hill from now on.

I've been waiting to go since the KYLIEX2008 tour was announced and I'd even considered going to abroad to see it if she didn't bring it to Denmark. However she did, and right into my backyard or well let's say a couple of thousand blocks down the road from where I live. So after something that was such a bit thing one can't help but wonder. So now, what? It's over, and my schedule doesn't have other things equally fabulous in it for a long time. Going to the movies alone to watch The Indiana Jones movie or even Sex & the City somehow doesn't quite scream glamorous. It's so bad in fact that I'm considering getting any ticket available for one of her other shows. Possibly a UK date. Yes it was.

It was THAT fabulous!

The doors opened at 6pm and obviously we were late but thankfully they hadn't openend the doors yet and even with the huuuuuge line in front of the venue it didn't take too long to get in.



But there we stood in line. Waiting. In the sweltering heat. Sun baking on my lily-white (or ghostly, but the other sounds better) skin. In the middle of the road actually, hoping no cars would come before we'd moved on. Not caring so much about the annoying cunts behind us.

After we got in (note to self: Getting felt up by an attractive security guy is not at all too unpleasant - go to more concerts) we headed for the drinks stand as it was so hot. We got water, lots of water. Then headed over to look at the merchandise of which we bought nothing. I have ordered mine online as I didn't want to be lugging it around during the concert. I do however regret not buying something. A T-shirt or something to say, "I bought this at the Kylie concert". Anyway, not much to do about that now. Online they sold fans, and if they had sold those at the venue they could have made a killing. It was hotter than a bath house sauna, and that's before they closed the doors. We headed off to the stage to get a good spot. Front and center pretty close. Not first row but it was good enough for us (that way we could avoid getting on those awful cameras projecting the crowd on the big screens. So we waited looking at this.



Endlessly facinating. The people behind us were screaming "I love Kylie" and waving their glowsticks around from around 7 but had calmed down by 8.30 when the show started.

The show was awesome. Kylie was on her toes. In an absolutely fantastic mood dancing and singing and talking to the crowd. She even spoke a bit of Danish which is a cheap way to get in touch with your audience but with a personality and charm richer than the best of Champagnes it came off quite natural. She talked, and really connected with her audience. But wouldn't you if actual royalty was present.

Yes I was there, and for me she'd naturally do anything, but our crown prince and his Australian wife were there too. In the opposite end of the poshness scale was those 30 something year old queens partying way past their prime in T-shirts and jeans they obviously had trouble fitting into 5 years ago. Last night they couldn't even zip up their pants properly and the seams on their dingy T-shirts were stretched to full capacity and could possibly burst any second. Yet they still danced around like it was 1989. Bless.

My camera phone didn't do well in the venue so I only have a couple of photos but my mate took some photos that will give a hint of what it was like. Still if you find yourself able, go see her show. It's hot and fabulous. Maybe in your case mostly fabulous.





She ended the 2½ hour show (including a fifteen minute break) with an eXtra encore of I Should Be So Lucky which she does not do every night. It's only done on a very good day and we were a loud, rowdy and dancy crowd.

Thanks Min! Can't wait to see you again soon.