Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Shick! Tantsui, Muzika - Zazhigai!

So there was the Eurovision Song Contest live from Moscow. Did you miss it? I didn't. I've seen the show twice. First the Danish transmission which was rubbish because the commentator was dull. Very dull. Then of course I watched the UK transmission. I do that every year because Sir Terry Wogan is hilarious with his dry wit. This year Graham Norton (we love him!) took over, mocking the contestants and hosts and well everything. I was shocked at how nice he was through it all, but it was an amusing 3 hours and 15 minutes. I wouldn't have spent it any other way (well, I did consider turning off the TV during the Danish transmission because I've been better entertained watching specs of dust float through the air).

Before we begin I just have to mention how ridiculous that the Russian police interrupted and arrested gay demonstrators on the day was. I mean, they were hosting the gayest show in the world and they didn't want gay people in the streets with banners? Idiots. A PR nightmare I'd say. Anyway I'm going to take you through this event in the best way possible.

It started off like it always does with an intro. Since the circus (no, I'm not talking about Britney showing her minky on stage) is so popular in Russia and 40 percent of Cirque du Soleil are Russian it was only natural that they opened the show. The links in the name of the performer and title of the song are to a youtube video of the performance. Click and watch, it's definately worth it.

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Next up, last years Russian winner Dima Bilan took to the stage, had a bit of a wardrobe malfunction. Tee-hee.

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Then he flew through the air with the angel. Nice bulge. Singing, yes he was singing too. His song "Believe". I liked that, the bulge and the song, not so much the hair. At least he wore shoes. He also ran through walls on stage, that was before he started flying.

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The hosts. The one in the tangerine loo brush dress is Alsou - the female host. She almost won some years ago by singing her song "Solo" I think. I liked that song a lot. The man host, he was adorable. His name is Ivan.

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The lineup. Remember, you can't vote for your own country, and don't vote now because your vote won't count and you may be charged.

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Lithuania. Sasha Son, Love. It wasn't very good.

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Next up was Israel. It was a very political concept. One of the women is jewish and the other an arab. Noa & Mira Awad, There Must Be Another Way. - Really there should be, because that was horrible. Everything from the hideous goth outfits to the atrocious song and bad vocals.

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France was the third song. Patricia Kaas, Et S'il Fallait Le Faire. Very intense, I felt rather violated and not in the good way. It was as much the song as it was the performance and the look. She scares me. She wore nice shoes though.

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After that intense experience we moved on to a bit of popera. Swedens Malena Ernman, La Voix. She wore a very expensive, yet ugly dress. Her face resembles the swedish contestant last year. I dubbed her Nessie. No doubt this one could sing, but it was just too ridiculous and loud.

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Song number 5 was by Igor Cukrov feat. Andrea, Lijepa Tena. I quite fancy Igor for some reason, and that reason is not his hideous boots. The shame! The song not so much. It sounds like the kind these balkan countries dish up every year.

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Next up was Portugals Flor-De-Lis, Todas As Ruas Do Amor. This is sort of a Portugese, large womans version of Mika. Graham Norton liked this for some reason. I couldn't understand why, but watching it now for the third time...no I still don't like it. It's light years better than last years Portugese entry. Remember the fat women?

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After Portugal came Iceland. Last year I LOVED the Icelandic entry and this year they were, again, one of my favorites. Partly because the girl looks a bit like Rachel McAdams and partly because the song is so beautiful. An added bonus is that she's wearing a blue 1980s prom dress. Her hair is lovely. Yohanna, Is It True?

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Song number 8 came from Greece. Now I liked the Greek entry. Very 80s. It was a catchy pop song, and I really liked his box. Sakis Rouvas, This Is Our Night. Another favorite of mine, but unfortunately it wasn't his night.

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Song number 9 was from Armenia. Inga & Anush, Jan Jan. Apparently they wore traditional costumes. I found the song to be awful, and the women looking like ethnic witches. The dancing seemed a bit like something you'd do before or while putting a curse on someone. Maybe IDV can elaborate?

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Next up was the host country Russias entry. Anastasia Prikhodko, Mamo (means mother). I didn't like this song. The performance was dull and the dress uninspired. There was absolutely nothing special about it, except for the screens behind her where her face kept aging through the performance. That was a bit nifty. Apparently she is Ukrainian.

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Azerbaijan was up next. Aysel & Arash, Always as song number 11. A very catchy song. I liked it. A favorite for sure. Notice her sparkly knickers.

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Song number 12 was Regina, Bistra Voda from Bosnia & Herzegovina. On a side note, if you click the link you'll get the youtube video and the commentator is the Danish one. Just in case you want to hear how dull he sounds. As far as Regina goes, they are not only an ugly boyband, rivaling Ozone (remember those? Liquid Dreams anyone?) it's also a really bad song.

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This was the time for an ad break. While that was happening in most of Europe, both Denmark and the UK were treated to another host. Irena Ponaroshku. She made poor Moscow police etc. singing. Bless. At least it wasn't as atrocious as it was last year in... I can't remember where it was last year. Slovenia? Her hair is pretty.

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After this little gem, the next song - lucky number 13 was from Moldova. Nelly Ciobanu with Hora Din Moldova (you'd think that meant your Moldovan whore but no). Lot's of screaming and jumping. It's a wonder it got any points at all. I never understood why there was a man with a broom in the far corner.

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After the Moldovan Hora, we had Chiara from Malta with a power ballad, What If We. I really didn't like this one. Graham Norton came up with all the obvious jokes such as how she is very friendly. She never met a Malteser she didn't like. Priceless. Cruel but fun, but she just stood there gesturing with her arms and when she took the mic from the stand she moved the stand with a little trouble. Rather than walking out from behind it.

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Estonias contribution was up next. Song number 15, Urban Symphony, Rändajad. I was hypnotised by her bangs. Other than that, she looked nice. Too bad the song wasn't as good. Still there were worse. There always are. They sure liked the wind machine, like it was just invented.

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Song number 16 was Denmarks very own, or well... It's Brinck with Believe Again. It was written by Ronan Keating and for some reason this guy performed it as him. The ultimate karaoke I suppose. But why does he stand like that? It looks like he's riding something or doing something little boys may do in their pants. It looks ridiculous.

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Song number 17 was from Germany, Alex Swings Oscar Sings, Miss Kiss Kiss Bang. I absolutely love this because it's Eurovision at it's finest. So kitchy! Get those silver trousers on, get your shirt open and HEY! Miss Dita Von Teese! This is why we love Eurovision. The song is well, if nothing else, then quite catchy and the singer has a bad tan and very surprised eyebrows.

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Hadise, Düm Tek Tek from Turkey was up next. Very catchy. A little too Shakira copy kitten. Could she wear less clothes? I think not.

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Song number 19 from Albania. Kejsi Tola, Carry Me In Your Dreams. This is where the weirdness begins. Blue creature and mimes? Her dress is a little strange too. It's not a favorite of mine that's for sure. Nice shoes though.

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Next up was Norway, Alexander Rykak, Fairytale. Complete with violins and a face I'd like to slap. The song is annoying and I just don't get it. It was just too bizarre.

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Then the hosts came back. Alsou in a cheap looking wrapping paper dress dating back to sometime in the 1980s. Possibly a bridesmaids dress.

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Another favorite of mine. Svetlana Loboda, Be my Valentine! from the Ukraine. Obviously not for her or the singing. The song is catchy, and lovely boots though. Her dancers are quite fit too.

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Song number 22 from Romania was performed by Elena, The Balkan Girls. Very catchy and I quite liked it. Although the girl who appears to be singing the lead vocal looks a bit like the host from last year and that woman was scary! Her voice cut through bone and marrow.

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Next up was Jade Ewen, It's My Time joined on stage by Lord Andrew Lloyd Webber. This was another favorite of mine. For once I didn't pity vote for the UK. It was great. Jade is also so pretty. She nailed it. It was a bit musical'ish though but I suppose when Lord Webber is involved that's what it's all about.

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Song number 24 from Finland took us all back to the 1980s with an Eminem character. Waldo's People, Lose Control. Bless. I quite liked the hook but all that rapping was very very very, oh so very bad. At least they didn't send Lordi again. Bless.

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Last song of the night came from Spain. Soraya Arnelas, La Noche Es Para Mi. A very poor song and for some reason I really didn't like her. The best bit was when she disappeared unfortunately she reappeared again. Damn!

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Once the show was over, they had to get the voting started. Since two astronauts at some International space station had nothing better to do, they started the voting.

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While the voting happened there were some massive plastic pools being lowered down over the audience in which acrobats, swimmers or dancers were doing all sorts of things. It didn't come across as beautifully on screen as I'm sure it did in the venue.

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After the votes were counted, they were announced.

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A winner was picked, a superior winner vote wise. Notice how the UK made the top 5!

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Dima Bilan hesitating giving the Norwegian boy his trophy.

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Alexandre: Give me the trophy you old Ruski has been.
Dima: Shuddup, you don't deserve it you Norwegian troll

Bless. Can't wait for next years party! I hope Graham Norton will be back.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Blur

You might ask yourself what 'Petra has been up to lately. What's been going on since the move and why am I only updating every once in a while? Or what's been going on with me in the past few weeks. I wish I could tell you, it's all been a bit of a blur. After I moved back here, I thought my life would be dinner parties, cocktail parties, Wii parties and movie nights with friends. Honestly I don't know what I spend my time doing anymore but here is a clue.







I know the events but I can't put a date on them. I've upped my work hours from 37 to 39 and a half hours per week. This was done by April 1st actually but for some reason I only started appreciating it now. Maybe because my bank account felt it now for the first time. To be honest I didn't actually feel as much as I had hoped. Turns out if I start doing the math to see how much I get paid hour, I get very disappointed. Still, it's better than nothing I suppose and it's not like I wouldn't be at work anyway so I might as well get paid for it. However little it is.

Over the past two weeks I watched the following










Unfortunately I couldn't find my favorite episode from Season 4 on youtube, in which Emily Gilmore (Lorelais mother and Rorys grandmother) goes mental at a mall.

I also finished a book called Mysterious Skin by Scott Heim which was fairly good. It was another pretty sad and depressing book, which I've been reading a lot of recently and it's got to stop sometime. This book makes number 6 this year which marks the halfway mark. The book was actually pretty well written and the characters were, albeit not the nicest, well written and I did to my horror identify with a few of them. I don't believe in UFOs though and would never stick my hand inside a dead cow - or a live one for that matter.

Apart from those things, I've had 5 pretty memorable days.

Thursday last week I went to the movies and watched Angels & Demons after work. It was a company thing where we could get tickets at reduced prices including popcorn and soda. I may have been the only one who didn't care for the Dan Brown book, or I was the only one who weren't afraid to say it out loud. I really didn't like that book. I also am not a fan of Tom Hanks and what was the first thing we saw? Tom Hanks in nothing but a blue speedo. Oh.My.God.No! It did pick up and the movie was a lot more enjoyable than the book but they should have cast someone else than Tom Hanks because he's just so annoying. Yet it was a fairly average movie and I did enjoy it for the most part.

Friday last week was a company outing. Not for the whole company, but our team was meeting with the law firm we use. We left work at noon and I stumbled in my front door at close to 1am. It started with us hearing the ins and outs of the estates of deseased persons. To be honest I thought it would be boring, but I was pleasantly surprised that it wasn't. Then we met the lawyers and their secretaries that we deal with daily. We had a glass of Moët and went to dinner. I know there was wine, and cognac and a very large slice of Tiramisu and beer. Everyone was very nice and I didn't make a big drunken fool out of myself. Pheeeeew!

Saturday was the Eurovision Song Contest live from Moscow, but more on that later.

Tuesday this week I was picked up by my boss at 6.30am for a trip to Copenhagen to visit my former colleagues. Apparently they needed to be explained some things but it turned out it wasn't because they didn't understand, but rather that they didn't want to understand how things worked. It was nice to see them again and it made realise that I made the right decision to move. The trip gave me the opportunity to talk to my boss in a more informal environment and we got to know each other a little bit better. When I say "a little bit better" I do mean a little bit. Nothing rude if that's what you are thinking. Shame on you! I'm nothing if not a professional. Ok, rude but it's not supposed to be. And it wasn't. We talked about a lot of things. Including books. When he heard I liked reading he immediately asked what and when I mentioned I was reading The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro the conversation came to a stand still. So naturally I had to tell him about another book, something more to his taste. Since I knew he probably wouldn't appreciate My Fair Captain (with fisting and all) by J. L. Langley I mentioned a thriller I'd just purchased called Amberville by Tim Daly. It worked up until I mentioned that it takes place in an alternate world of teddy bears which I happen to find quite ingenious. He didn't and the conversationen ended right there. We didn't speak for a good 15 minutes after that. He did have me home by 8.15pm, bless him.
Then Thursday this week it was Star Trek day! This movie was beyond awesome. I cannot tell you how much awesomeness this movie was. It was, awesome. Some colleagues and I were supposed to go, but most of them couldn't because Thursday was a bank holiday here and they had things to do. Too bad for them! They missed a great outing.
In the end we were 3 people going. The girl I usually go to the movies with, we have almost the same taste in movies except she liked Failure to Launch. What a terrible movie. Bleugh. The other person going with us was a guy I've got a massive crush on, so it was pretty risky asking him to go with us. He's a total comic book geek and he's so lovely. Best part is that he isn't rude to me. Perish the thought. Well we went, the movie was well, awesome! and then he went home. I went to dinner with the girl and we had a lovely evening. She found it quite disturbing that I hadn't watched any of the other Star Trek movies. I told her to start looking up the series because she's never watched any of those.
Oh, how strange was it seeing the guy from American Pie and Sylar as a Vulcan? I completely bought it and totally understand Uhura because who wouldn't, freaky hair and all.. As of now I'm practicing my Vulcan sign and stuff. I want to be a Trekkie.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Very slowly

I've been doing this whole slight diet thing for a while now. I started February 1st and lately I've been doing the 45 minute walk home from work every day. I've been lucky that it hasn't rained heaviely but it wouldn't matter. I'm hooked.

So this day marks the day where goal number 1 was reached. I've lost 10 kilos (it's actually 10,1 kg). It's not been that difficult although there were days when I really just wanted to say sod it. That's because I do jump on the scale every morning and some days it's blessing me with a lower number but on other days it groans a bit and massively disappoints me. I do realise that I shouldn't do the weighing more than once a week but I'm too curious and I like to have a documentation of my journey. Complete in an Excel spreadsheet with graphs and highs and lows.

My next goal is another 10 kilos but I won't put too much pressure on myself, I'm taking it one day at a time.


Sunday, May 10, 2009

Battle of the vixens

I was just doing a bit of Youtubing the other night when I suddenly found out that Paula Abdul - you all remember her right? Cold Hearted, Straight Up and the one with the cat - had a new single coming out. How about that! Personally I loved the last one she did, Dance Like There's No Tomorrow - a real hands in the air moment in my opinion. The only problem was that when she performed the song, she didn't sing live.

Her new track "I'm Just Here For The Music" is actually a Kylie Minogue reject. Kylie recorded a demo version of it which was leaked online and well, it's miles better than Paula Abduls version. Again Paula didn't perform live when she showcased it on American Idol. Apart from that, she put on a good show.



Since there is no official video or performance by Kylie you'll have to make do with this fan made video. No, I didn't make it, as I'm just not that clever..


Friday, May 08, 2009

Great original - and the cover is....?

Don't tell anyone, but I love Erase and Rewind by the Cardigans




The cover that Sabrina did of the song this year is well, I'll let you be the judge


Thursday, May 07, 2009

Beloved

The Beloved - Sweet Harmony

Circa sometime in the 1990s. I love it.

Tuesday, May 05, 2009

Word is out

When I was about 12 I had very few friends, so my days after school would be mostly doing my homework, playing in my room or taking our dog for walks around the neighbourhood. OK, so I walked the dog every day after school and again on weekends. I, mostly, did what I was told. Emptied the dishwasher and such when I was told to, but walking the dog wasn't my task.

The thing is, I grew up close to a lake with a big forest around it. It was very idyllic.



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Dividing the lake and the area where I grew up was a big road. Connected to the big road was a little truckstop which had one of those disgusting public restrooms and a little area with hedges and tables. On weekends in the summer it would be packed with families who had driven to the lake to swim and spend the day at the two beaches. At any other time of the year the truckstop would be almost abandoned.

I remember one time when I was around 8 or 9 years old and I had gone with our neighbours daughter to the lake to catch fish for their pond. As I'd had a massive arguement with my mother just minutes before, I'd gone against her will. Well, we went to the lake and started catching some zebra striped fish and suddenly the high heavens opened up, and within seconds we were drenched. As the thunder and lightning began, we retreated to the disgusting restroom at the truckstop. The girl told me stories of how these truckers would come and look for 'company' there whenever they drove by. I was shocked. I had never heard of anything like that before. A few years later it was confirmed when my evil brother told me the same thing.

I was intrigued and that's when I started walking the family dog. What my parents didn't know was that I never made it to the forest. I'd go to the truckstop and I'd tie up the dog to a tree and go into the disgusting restroom. Inside there were scribbles on the walls of the stalls and sometimes the light bulb would be broken. It was a strange feeling I'd get when I was in there.

Over the next couple of years, I'd go there at different times. In the evening, at night, at noon, and in the afternoon, but I never ever saw anyone in there. Ever. To be honest, I don't know what I would have done if there would have been someone there because I wasn't exactly sure what I was looking for. Yet I wanted whatever it was.

The disappointment was devastating but now, looking back I'm happy that nobody ever came. Those things can really screw up a boys life, and my life was, and is screwed up enough already. But back then I..... I guess I was just looking for company and validation, something I wasn't getting anywhere else and I ended up settling for myself. So I started using my permanent markers writing something else on paper rather than stall doors.


Sunday, May 03, 2009

Plastic Fantastic - Dynasty Edition

I believe in makeup, botox, hell I belive in plastic surgery. The invasive kind too. There is nothing wrong with correcting something you don't like about yourself. If you've got the money and the courage, I say go for it!

Ok, confession time! I used to watch the Extreme Makeover (not Home Edition, because that makes you cry) show where they'd pick one or two really insanely unfortunate looking women. I mean seriously, you wouldn't believe it. How some of these women had found a husband and managed to become mothers, I'll never know - or want to know, but I digress. They'd take these women and make them see the same plastic surgeons, dentists and stylists and in the end they'd all end up looking the same. Like on that beauty pageant show called The Swan. I mean identical teeth, boobs, nose and hair. Everything. Except the outfit though. It got to be a little creepy so I stopped watching it. They were all like Frankenwomen.

Still I believe in all of that. You don't have to end up with the same nose as everyone else, or the same eyebrows, teeth or boobs. It all comes down to picking the right surgeon. That's a mighty difficult thing to do. Many of the Hollywood stars, the glamourama of music and soaps have been looking for years and the results are well, varied.

Say, let's look at the women of Dynasty. The Vixens of the 80s soaps. We remember the slutty black widow Alexis Morell Carrington Colby Dexter Rowan aka. Miss Joan Collins (or Joanie to her friends, like moi), or the almost always faithful ex stenographer Krystle Grant Jennings Carrington aka. Linda Evans (the quarterback at their corporate football games) or the crossover (from The Colbys) vixen Sable Scott Colby aka. Miss Stephanie Beacham (another dear, dear friend of course). Let's see how they've faired since the golden age of catfights and caviar.






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Oh my. Look at all that red! Miss Joanie looks like a madam at at saloon and Linda looks well, like a man. Still, focus on their faces. This was then, and......





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That's now. While you can see they've both had work done, I have to ask. What the hell happened to Linda! She went from tranny to clown. Besides, the same hairstyle as you had 20 years ago? It's really starting to creep me out.

Now onto Miss Stephanie Beacham. Well she started out on Dynasty looking like this.




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Yes, we love her here at Sayhey. We adore Miss Stephanie Beacham! Then two years ago she walked onto the floor of Strictly Come Dancing looking like this.



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She actually looks better these days, and I doubt she's even had anything done. Except maybe possibly a bit of botox in her forehead. But shuuuuush! Don't tell anyone.

It's all about finding the right plastic surgeon. Not just for you, but someone who actually knows what they are doing so you won't end up with wonky boobs like Posh Spice or with a face like, well, this.


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Happy hunting! Whatever you do. Be careful.

Friday, May 01, 2009

Disco Inferno

I've always been a little different when it comes to my taste in music, and I've been mocked, teased and tormented about it ever since I can remember. Still, I never conformed to what other people found was 'proper' music. Somehow I never found dull, depressing rock bands particularly inspiring or uplifting. My genre was always pop, mostly female artists or bands which my CD collection is proof of. At the moment I've only got one CD rack up, the rest of my CDs are safely hidden away in a drawer. All my Kylie CDs are not hidden away but are not in my CD rack. The CDs on display are the following


  • Pet Shop Boys - Pop Art (Special Limited 3 disc edition)
  • Pet Shop Boys - Nightlife
  • Pet Shop Boys - Fundamental
  • Robbie Williams - Sing When You're Winning (Special Collectors Edition)
  • Robbie Williams - Rudebox (Special Edition)
  • Robbie Williams - Swing When You're Winning
  • Robbie Williams - Greatest Hits
  • Dannii Minogue - Neon Nights (Deluxe Edition)
  • Dannii Minogue - The Hits & Beyond
  • Madonna - Music
  • Madonna - Let Me Tell You A Secret
  • Madonna - The Immaculate Collection
  • Madonna - American Life
  • Madonna - The Confessions Tour
  • Madonna - Confessions On A Dance Floor
  • Madonna - Hard Candy
  • Madonna - Ray Of Light
  • Madonna - Bedtime Stories
  • Madonna - Something To Remember
  • Madonna - Remixed & Revisited
  • Britney Spears - Circus (Deluxe Edition)
  • Britney Spears - Greatest Hits (Limited Edition)
  • Britney Spears - In The Zone
  • Britney Spears - Britney
  • Britney Spears - Oops!... I Did It Again
  • Britney Spears - ....Baby One More Time
  • Girls Aloud - Tangled Up
  • Girls Aloud - The Greatest Hits (Special Edition)
  • Sugarbabes Vs. Girls Aloud - Walk This Way (Comic Relief CD single)
  • Girls Aloud - Chemistry
  • Sophie Ellis-Bextor - Trip The Light Fantastic
  • Sophie Ellis-Bextor - Read My Lips
  • Goldfrapp - Black Cherry
  • Goldfrapp - Supernature
  • Calvin Harris - I Created Disco (Limited Glow In The Dark Edition)
  • Holly Valance - Footprints
  • Just Jack - Overtones (US Edition)
  • Rachel Stevens - Funky Dory
  • Rachel Stevens - Come And Get It (Limited Edition)
  • N'Sync - Greatest Hits
  • Mika - Life In Cartoon Motion
  • Paula Abdul - Forever Your Girl
  • Paula Abdul - Spellbound
  • Paula Abdul - Head Over Heels
  • Paula Abdul - Greatest Hits
  • Spice Girls - Spice
  • Spice Girls - Spice World
  • Spice Girls - Forever
  • Spice Girls - Greatest Hits
  • Geri Halliwell - Schizophonic
  • Geri Halliwell - Passion
  • Geri Halliwell - Scream If You Wanna Go Faster
  • Scissor Sisters - Scissor Sisters
  • Scissor Sisters - Ta-Dah! (Special Edition)
  • Various Artists - Radio 1 Established 1967
  • Janet Jackson - Designs Of A Decade
  • Janet Jackson - The Velvet Rope
  • Janet Jackson - Janet
  • Janet Jackson - Janet Remixed
  • Janet Jackson - Damita Jo
  • Janet Jackson - 20 Y.O.
  • The Killers - Day & Age

Disclaimer: I bought the two last Janet Jackson albums for £2 each. I know and like maybe 2 tracks on both albums combined, so I take no responsibility for those.

As I don't listen to everything they play in the radio these days, I tend to turn it off when I hear of bands called things like The Killers, Coldplay, Kings of Leon or something like that. The same goes for rap music and RnB. Like, how ghastly is the Flo Rida track "You Spin My Head Right Round"? (murdering a classic I must say, a gang drive by if you like).

Anyway, The Killers. I was watching the Danish VH-1 channel and the VJ started talking of Pet Shop Boys and mentioned The Killers and a video called Human. He showed it.

I liked the video. Brandon Flowers is really cute too. I like him. A. Lot. I like his voice too, and after this song, they played another new track 'Spaceman'

I quite liked those two tracks, so I bought the album. The thing is though, I only really like those two tracks. If pushed, I may like the track Losing Touch, other than that it's a really bland album and it shows why I don't listen to bands like that. All in all, it was a £7 album so I can't complain.

By the way, I am surprised I have that many Madonna albums. I blame bargain bins.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Book update

I decided to repeat my book challenge of last year and this means reading 12 books this year. I've already finished four books this year and I started reading two more books. Unfortunately I've been so very busy over the past few months that I haven't been reading a lot or anything at all. My new (fabulously interesting and rewarding with the pityful salary) job has been taking a lot of time and energy.

Yet today I was doing nothing. I mean nothing, n-o-t-h-i-n-g! Absolutely nothing, so I could do as I pleased. This meant a TCM (Turner Classic Movies) movie marathon with a fabulous lineup.
  • the last bit of The Glass Bottom Boat (Doris Day baby!)
  • Gone With the Wind (Well frankly my dear, I don't give a damn)
  • Little Women (now I want to read the book!)
  • 2001: A Space Odyssey (what gorgeous cinematography, gotta love Stanley Kubrick)

The next movie on the schedule was Training Day but I have to say, I am not too keen on watching that. Mostly because it doesn't belong on TCM because it's only from 2001. It's not a classic, and especially not yet. So I decided to read and I ended up finishing the fifth book in my 2009 book challenge.

Brothers by Ted van Lieshout. To be honest I don't remember why I picked it. It sure as hell wasn't because of the cover. Maybe it was the tagline, Life, death, truth. I don't think it could have been said more clearly than that.

Since this book is an English translation of a Dutch book, the writing doesn't flow. Either Dutch is just really difficult to translate, or the translator wasn't very good. I hope it's the first. In any case, it's still a good book.

The style is very interesting as it's about two brothers. One is dead, and the other has stolen his diary (no, I haven't stolen the storyline - I wasn't aware this book existed at the time) and decides to save the diary from their mothers ritual burning of all his earthly posessions by writing in the diary. Making it more his, that his late brothers. It may sound strange or a little naive, but it's a very touching book despite the poor translation (I don't speak Dutch but it seemed evident even to me).

It was sweet, disturbing and very sad. It made me wish my brother had left behind a diary I could read. Even if it seems like a massive invasion of privacy to pry into the most private thoughts of another person, living or dead. I guess my question is, would you? I don't know if I would. I guess to me it would be a chance to know my brother who I never got a chance to know, but morally would it be OK?

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Kylie wiggles it for charity

I guess I should post something. So, here is the official Monkey Man video


Sunday, April 12, 2009

Like a yo-yo

There is a song by Sabrina (Salerno) - Italian 80s dance classics singer called 'Like a yo yo'. Oddly enough it's the only song one of my best friends remembers even though she shows more tits in the 'Boys Boys Boys' video which was also her biggest hit.

It somehow symbolises the way most girls feel about their weight. For a few years it's been either tipping the cow or tipping the scale for me. I have no comments on the size of my tits though so you might as well just put that out of your mind. Mostly I've been concentrating on the stuff I felt I could fix easiely, like hair, eyebrows and such so I haven't thought too much about the fact that my clothes sizes have become ridiculous but just let it be. Like I said, it's been going on for years. Then I cut soda out of my daily diet, but in came candy as a substitute and so forth. Yet something's changed and February 1st I decided to get on the scale and I was not happy.

The fact that neigbours didn't come knocking after that nightmarishly shriek was a miracle or a testament to how close you get to the people living next door in a city like Copenhagen. Or maybe it was only something dogs could hear and strangely enough I haven't seen a lot of dogs in the City but that's besides the point. Something had to be done, but when you deal with someone like me, it can't be major changes. I changed little things (or thing) like watching what I eat. Et voila! Since February 1st I've lost 8 kilos. Something that has taken very little effort (and oddly enough a larger quantity of Ben & Jerry's Half Baked). One step at a time I say, and we'll see when I actually start exercising. Just the mere thought of that scares me.

But how great is it to fit into trousers a size smaller? It's only beaten by being able to sit in them.

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I used to be very focused on losing weight and everyone would compliment me when I had lost weight. What everyone didn't know what was that (like now) I went on the scale every day, and my diet consisted of

- a glass of 2% milk
- 2 slices of brown bread
- 2 slices of roastbeef
- 100 g of chicken breast
- 50 g of gummy bears
- 3 diet pills containing ephedrine and caffeine
- copious amounts of water

Add to that one hour on a stairmaster and 20 minutes of situps, crunches and pushups. Every day. For 5 months. It worked like a charm but then the pills were taken off the market, and for reasons I can't explain other than it being a hideous exercise programme I stopped.

Thus the reason I'm now watching what I eat. Oh, I would also like to be able to sit relatively comfortable in the airplane seat during my transatlantic travels this August.

Here is my favorite song and video right now.

Friday, April 10, 2009

Thursday, April 02, 2009

The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts goes to.....

This is it isn't it? The moment we've all been waiting for - and for far too long. After many a sleepless night and far too many tantrums the winner of



The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts Caption Competition

has been found. All your submissions were printed out, divided into piles and from there, started to eliminate until I was forced to realise it was even harder than I thought. You were all brilliant, and if I could I'd send The Shorts to all of you, but I can't. A winner must be found, and so I ventured on. As you were all brilliant I don't want to single out some of you and not mention others (who were equally brilliant) but to stretch this post for all it's worth, I have to.

There were the straight (tee-hee!) to the point captions like this one

mago: Two minutes.

There were the long stories like this one

Tatas: One day Little Cyberpete got her "monthly bleeding" for the first time in her life. Having failed to understand what was going on and being really frightened, she decided to share her trouble with little Johnny.
Having found Johnny she told and showed him what her problem was.
Johnny's face grew serious and he said, "You know, I'm not a doctor, but it looks like someone just ripped your balls off!"

The fashion critic (everyone's a critic eh? *eye roll* Tee-hee!)

Ponita: Looking down, CyberPete realized the havoc created by his glittery period had thrown his fashion sense for a total loop. What could he have been thinking.... pairing his lovely pink pumps with those Freakin' Green Elf Shorts! The red waistband totally clashed... he should have worn his ruby pumps instead.

The musical ones (pinching some Kylie, that's some coincident yeah?)

Donn Coppens:
And did I forget to mention,
that I found a new infection,
And it leaks blue SEE!
I'm spinning around...

The movie references

sEa: CyberPete sighs with great relief realizing that she will not have to confess her clandestine affair with Legolas (or was it Will Farrell) to the Elven High Council."

The imposters (I would love to see Tim win though)

Tim 'I really covet those 'Shorts' Leng: 'Petra looked down in horror at the discarded undergarments he'd stepped in. This was the last time he was having that unruly pixie-of-pop, Kylie, to stay.

The anonymous (I know who you are bitch!)

Anonymous: "All that glitters is not gold,but where that came from it's hideously old"

*sips a wee sip of Jamesons*

The ones who didn't want to enter the compo (aww.....)

eroswings: The Elf critic review of the Mariah Carey movie, Glitter!

Tim: It quickly became apparent that all that glitters really IS NOT gold.

Oh my! These are brilliant. Does it get any better than this? Well.... here are the contenders for



The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts

The first 9 entries are in no particular order as they deserve to be recognised for being fabulous and (some of the 10 most brilliant entries)

mago: Two minutes.

Tara: Only CyberPete knew where the stolen diamonds were really hidden.

savannah: "well, where DID you think angel dust came from, darling?"

INNER VOICES: "what would you do for a klondike bar?"

mutleythedog: What does the loo roll look like I wonder?

FirstNations: I was wearing them. sorry *kicks pumps off and staggers away*"I must be geting on in years," thought cyberpete as he gazed sadly down at the evidence "...all I did was sneeze."

Random Chick: "Miley Cyrus finally enters puberty."

Famulus: Euw, I'm not snorting that!

Jorge Porge: "I would have thought that elfs used mini pads"

breakerslion: "Moments the Sisterhood try not to think about."

Oh gosh! Weren't they brilliant?!? I bet you are wondering what could possibly top that, but one person kept going and going and going.... You get the point, and they all had me in stitches (except the sober tran caption. I recent being called sober!). That person was none other than our very own Homo Erec...sorry,







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With the caption

Hey Sailor, mi Curaçao es su Curaçao u like?

H'OKAY TWANTEE DULLAH!


CONGRATULATIONS!

However, this is not it though. I have one more thing to pass out, I have something special for someone very special who didn't participate. You wonder who and what it is.

T-Birdy come and claim your prize! - and because it's your lucky day, I'll throw in a little something extra.


CONGRATULATIONS!

Now Mr. Donn Coppens and Miss T-Birdy please email me at cyberpete@webspeed.dk to claim your prize.

Thank you everyone for playing, and I hope you will all come play again if I should find myself in possession of said Shorts or something else (tutu anyone?) to auction off to the most entertaining captionist.

Wednesday, April 01, 2009

Prophecy III

Then, I saw a new heaven and a new earth
And I heard a great voice from the throne saying:
"Behold the dwelling of The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts are with men
They will dwell with them, and they shall be its people
And The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts themselves will be with them
The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts will wipe away every stain from their every orifice
And death shall be no more
Neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore
For these things will have passed away

To the needy The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts will give pleasure without price
From the pool of filth and sleaze
He who conquers shall have this heritage
And The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts will be his God and he shall be their son

But as for the cowardly, the faithful, the unpolluted
As for the losers, religious, saints, and all righteous
Their lot shall be in the common space of man

And The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts said to me, they said to me:
"Do not seal up the words of the prophecy, for the time is near
Behold, I am coming soon"

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Come back tomorrow for the big reveal

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Prophecy II

And I saw The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts rising out of the hedge
And a blasphemous name upon its back
And The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts that I saw were green
Their waistband red
And their legs had bells upon their ends
And to it the wearer gave his power
And the whole earth followed The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts with wonder

And they worshipped The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts saying
"Who is like the wearer of The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts and who can fight against the wearer of The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts ?"
And they opened their mouthes to utter blasphemous words against their wearer.

They were allowed to make war on the wearer and to conquer
And authority was given them over every tribe
And a people and tongue and nation
And all who dwell on earth could worship The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts in vain
If anyone has a blog let them read the captions
If anyone who makes the winning caption
Then he or she must wear them

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Come back again tomorrow of course on Thursday

Monday, March 30, 2009

Prophecy I

Blessed is he who reads aloud the words of the prophecy
And blessed are those who hear
And who keep what is written therein
For the time is near
They is coming with the clouds
And every eye will see them
Everyone who pierced them
And all the tribes of the earth will wail on account of them

Those of you who have not learned what some call the deep things of Satan
I know your works, I know your toil, and your patient endurance
And how you cannot hear evil men
But have tested those who call themselves former winners of The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts
but are not.
And found them to be false
I know that you are enduring patiently
And bearing out
For their namesake
And you have not grown weary
but I have this against you
that you have abandoned the love you had for The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts

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Come back again tomorrow and Wednesday and of course on Thursday

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Disconnection

Apologies for not being able to post the results of

The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts Competition

Before we get to that though, I'd like to tell you all a story from the real world. The world of my Internet supplier. You see, I called them a month ago to tell them that I was moving. The guy typed my new address into his system, made a note of what I wanted done. I wanted the large cable tv pack and my 12mbit connection moved to my new address. He assured me everything was fine and that it would work on Monday, March 16 at the latest. I was happy and we said our goodbyes. This is when I mention that I've moved twice before and everything worked like a charm both times.

The move itself is a post for another time because that was quite traumatic and the issue isn't settled yet. Anyway, I found an envelope from Yousee - my Internet supplier in my mailbox saying that they'd registered my order. This is when everything went downhill. They'd registrered it to the wrong appartment and floor. So I called them (waiting in a telephone queue for about 20 minutes) and told them my issue. The Stupid Customer Service Monkey (hereafter known as SCSM) apologised and changed it while I was on the phone. I was pleased and we hung up.

Well, on the 18th it still wasn't working so I called the SCSM again, only to talk to someone else who could say that the order was placed as a standard order meaning I wouldn't have Internet or cable tv until the 30th. I told them it wasn't acceptable, and SCSM didn't know what to do. A few choice words later he cancelled my order and placed it, while I was on the line, as a priority order. I asked how long it would take until it would work before the weekend. The cable tv started working Saturday, yet still no Internet.

Monday the 23rd I called first thing, speaking again to SCSM who couldn't say what was wrong. He said it was supposed to work and that I had to speak to someone in the technical support department so he transferred me. I had the pleasure of a girl who politely told me to turn on my cable modem because it was offline. I told her, politely, that my cable modem was turned on already and that it had been for the past week. She said that she'd send out a technician to have a look and he would call me within a few days time.

The technician called Tuesday and we agreed that he would come by that same day at noon. He promised to call ten minutes before he was at the address so I'd have someone let him in. At noon he called and said he was ten minutes from my address - in Copenhagen! I politely told him I had moved, he laughed and said he doubted he was allowed to drive all the way across the country to visit me. He said he'd call Yousee to tell them and I said I would too.

Furious Pete (that's me) called Yousee and said a few choice words, they were useless of course saying they didn't know how he'd gotten my old address because my new address was the only one they had on file. They would however send out a new technician to my new address and he would call me. They couldn't say when. In the end he came by on Friday and fixed everything. It took less than five minutes.

Now, I'm expecting two bills for the technicians. If they bill me I'll spontaniously combust, but look out for the mushroom cloud.

By the way, about The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts Competition the date has been cast in stone.

The winner will be announced on Thursday April 2nd.

But come back for more every day until then - I'll make it worth your while.


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