I love the 80s

It's no secret (Tee-hee! get it?) I love the 80s, and this Paula Abdul song with the video is one of my favorites. So when it was time for me to buy a new pair of shoes, there was only one pair for me.

They were 50% off so I couldn't not buy them. I've never actually owned a pair of Converse All Star shoes before. I love them. Of course I have nothing to wear them with, but I suppose I'll figure something out.

The colour brown

Todays post is dedicated to the colour brown. Not this lovely brown

but more of a faux pas brown, like this

As you already are aware I had a childhood friend and colleague over for the weekend. He arrived on Friday and left yesterday afternoon. I would love to be able to say that everything went great. That we had a brilliant time but we didn't. At least I didn't. Everything went great Friday where I bought a Nintendo Wii. I've been wanting one for some time now and as I left work early I was able to swing by the shops to buy one. I also bought a few games.
We went back to my flat so that he could dump his bags and then we could figure out what we were going to do. After much discussion we ended up playing some Wii (he calls it Wii-Wii, I assume it's because he must be mildly retarded or just can't read) and went downstairs to fetch a pizza.

Now, all evening I heard nothing else but how he was going to go spend a lot, A.LOT. of money on clothes and shoes. It sounded like he had brought his big wallet. But we firstly went to this fantastic music shop near the Copenhagen Zoo. The CDs and movies were dirt cheap and we both spent way too much money. After that we went into town and walked up and down the highstreet looking at shops. He pointed out which shops he thought he might find something he liked in, but when I asked if we should go in there he said no. He thought we should wait until Monday for that. Hmmm. After that, we went back home and watched a couple of movies. He showed surprisingly good taste by both liking Stardust and The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy. I was shocked. He is usually more into American Pie and other teenage comedies.

Sunday we just hung out back at my place. We did go for a walk because he wanted to see the neighbourhood (I assume it was to point out the bad neighbourhood but it isn't - hah! joke's on him!). All in all he was being a bit of a sourpuss. I gave him every chance to go somewhere, alone or with me, but he didn't seem to want to go anywhere. I went to bed really early that night because he wanted to watch American Football. Ok, I still don't get it. Most of the first game I was sleeping on the sofa, but then they mentioned tight ends and wide receivers and I woke up. Only to be sorely disappointed.

Monday was a real winner. We went back into town and walked down the highstreet. It was not horrid weather and he quickly located a Foot Locker where he found a pair of shoes he liked. They were brown. I let that pass because some people like brown shoes and who am I to question that. Although to me it is a bit bizarre. I did ask if he wore brown belts, to which he said he didn't wear belts. My question to you now is, what are the rules then? Anyway on we went to another shoe shop where he located another, much nicer pair of shoes but he picked them out in brown. They looked so lovely in black. Still he didn't buy anything.

We walked down the street looking at shops, and I made suggestions to go into a bunch of shops, all looking like they had some kool clothes. Yet he didn't want to. He just said it didn't look like they had anything in his style (i.e. brown) and everything was either too trendy, street or smart. He said that a few times before I was brave enough to tell him I didn't understand why he went over here to expect to sell the exact same stuff as back where he lives. If he was after the same stuff, he should shop back there and frankly the trends over here are different. It's less provincial here. He naturally took offence. So we walked past a few other shops that had really nice stuff before we found a shop he wanted to look into. When I say look into, I mean just that. The doors were open, and he put his head inside, there was hardcore rap music blaring out of the speakers and a bunch of hoodies that would look good on some Eastside gangbangers. He looked at a few T-shirts and said he kind of liked them and then immediately changed his mind again. After we left that doorway I needed a lobotomy. I don't know if it was the shopping or the music, but it was horrid. By then he decided he was only going to buy a pair of shoes, and so he did.

I wouldn't mind going shopping with him, and going through every single shop looking for ick and poo brown T-shirts and not finding any. It would have been fine, if he had just put his heart into it. But going shopping with someone who just walks about looking down at everything for not being exactly like he wants it and not making an effort. That's just wrong. I will never go shopping with that stickly no brain creature again. Of course the same day we had a huge row and we went to a huge mall. In fact the largest in Scandinavia, but he of course didn't believe that and said the one close to him in a provincial town was much larger. Normally I would have just let it go but I couldn't. It wasn't pretty. That was another very early night for me.

Tuesday I had to get up really early because some workmen came by to check out the ventilation in the kitchen and bathroom. One of the guys complimented my shower faucet thingy to which my friend grumbled something. This was the day of annoyances. He started bugging me on purpose and it got pretty bad and we left for the central train station at 2pm even though his train didn't leave until 3.50pm.

Of course the flat looked like a bomb had gone off after I got back. He didn't help tidy up anything at all. In the mornings he just got up really early and went into my cupboards and found some cheerios on his own and ate that. He just left his dirty dishes by the sink. Even the little things bother me and they still do. We have agreed (before he came over) that we are going to the States together for 4 weeks next year. I don't know if we'll both make it home alive though. He nearly didn't make it out of my flat alive after day 4.

This is some of the stuff I bought while he was here. I also bought Family Guy Season 1, Marie Antoinette and another DVD and a pair of shoes. You'll probably see the shoes in an upcoming post.

Wheel - of - Fortune!

You probably all remember Wheel of Fortune. Every country had their own and it was a massive success. In Denmark it was around for longer than I care to remember. I almost grew up with it. The first few years I watched it with my mother but then as it tried to be hip and kool (something it definately wasn't) I stopped watching. It was simply too painful to watch. Still it's fun to see now how it used to look. Thankfully the show has long since retired.

First up we have a clip of the final word, the man can win a Suzuki Swift (I think) if he guesses the word. This will be your introduction to the Danish language. The word they are looking for is "watch maker"



The second clip is from a comedy new years edition of the show. That is pretty damn hilarious. I remember watching it on TV many years ago. I was in stitches the entire time, but as you probably don't understand the what is being said it may be less funny to you. But interesting never the less I hope.

Hazzardous

You may wonder what happens when a gay pornstar decides to record a song and video. Now you don't have to wonder anymore. I give you Johnny Hazzard and his first single "Deeper into You" (I know!)

Acceptable in the 80s

My friend is arriving tomorrow and I won't be able to blog until he leaves again on Tuesday afternoon. So I've created a few entries for your enjoyment. They are a bit Danish, and I hope you'll find them at least somewhat amusing.

This youtube video is a song from the Danish version of the Eurovision back in the 80s. I don't know the exact time but it's hideously fabulous. I give you Laban with "Hvor skal vi sove i nat?" or "Where are we sleeping tonight?" if you would translate it to English.

Pop!ular

Ok, so I was tagged by the fabulous Tara of Eclectic Spaghetti. I have to admit I went back to the one who tagged her, laura b to see the exact rules, and I stole them. Here they are.

Here are the Rules:

1. Link to the person that tagged you

2. Post the rules on your blog

3. Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself

4. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs (I've only picked four)

5. Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.

6. Let your tagger know when your entry is up.

Here goes...

- I don't drink tap water. Denmark has some of the best tap water in the world, I'm told. In fact where I used to live the tap water was wonderful and I do drink it when I go home to visit but in Copenhagen it tastes like dirty swimming pool.

- My love for my iPhone has cooled off a bit. I sort of miss my old Sony Ericsson Z610i.

- The last song I've heard on my iPhone before coming into work is the song I walk around humming/singing to myself before I go home. When I get home I don't walk around singing any songs. Unless of course I've got my headphones on of course.

- I love writing proper letters but I have a hard time starting. My birthday was September 29 and I'm yet to write thank you letters to the people who sent me gifts.

- If I want something bad enough, there is no telling what I'll do to get it. Except breaking the law.

- I totally believe in killing animals for fashion. Even baby seals. If that makes me a bad person I don't want to be a good person.

Ok so now onto the tagging. Pheeeew that's difficult I think. So here we go

IDV
Bingowings
Tatas
KAZ

If you haven't been tagged and want to do it, feel free to do it and please leave a message for me in the comments.

Stealer

I was taking part in the suggestion post over at IDVs place last week. Some of his most faithful readers got together and suggested what he might post about since Stella lost her groove. Poor Stella, I thought. At least it didn't happen to me. Well, it has. Turns out, I've probably been in a funk (and not in the good way, that is if there is a good way when it comes to funk) for a while.

So I've decided to steal, or borrow (although I have no plans to give it back) a suggestion. Post a photo of a household item. I'm actually doing the opposite, because I don't have any CD racks. The shame! All my CDs have been unceremoniously dumped into a moving box where my CDs rest until I find the right racks.

You can enlarge it by clicking on it or right click, open in new tab or something

You can enlarge it by clicking on it or right click, open in new tab or something

It looks so sad, doesn't it? Not the fact that I own an Alanis Morisette CD, that album with the hideous Madonna face on it or that Spice Girls Greatest Hits thing, but the whole thing all dumped in the box. I need to do something about that soon. Maybe I'll just stack them up somewhere.

I can't for the life of me come up with a title

I was supposed to clean my appartment today. A friend of mine is coming to stay with me from Friday to Tuesday, so it has to be at least somewhat clean here. The plan was to clean the bathroom and do the floors but I ended up on the sofa flicking through magazines. I like looking at pretty things I can't afford. Then I switched to the Ilva catalogue because I can actually afford that, and I do need new furniture.

The things I need the most is a lamp and a little carpet for my sofa arrangement. Inspired by what IDV did this morning I'll post the photos of what I found, and want. So here we go.

Who doesn't need a shag carpet? Comments and advice is very welcome. Not that it's ever stopped you before.

View from a bridge

Every morning on my way to work I zoom past a tiny town, a suburb of sorts I suppose, and spot an art piece with water. Since I never quite manage to sit in the right spot on the train I always missed it and only saw something odd down on the opposite side of the platform. Plus, I read a lot on the train so I haven't paid a lot of attention to it. On Friday I managed to spot two men in blue uniforms doing something rather down there. It appeared as if they were trying to lift something out of something so I got curious as to what was down there.

Going online I found photos of this glorious art piece. A waterfeature, which has had the inhabitants of the town all up in arms. I could only venture a guess that it's really because it's ugly.

It's a bathroom! With a large man sitting in the tub while water is coming out of the sink and toilet as well as the tub, flooding the room. Now

There, that's more like the angle I see it from. My question is, why place any art there, in what appears to be a sandbox? Now, let's zoom in on this wonder.

That's the man in the tub up close. Apparently someone decided to decapitate the poor man much like they did with the Little Mermaid in Copenhagen.

It looks a little more floral from this side, but it's still ugly.

Look at that bog!

And the sink!

As other people have already done unspeakable things to this art piece I thought it was OK for me to do a little cyber vandalism to it myself. You see, Sparkly (Tim) Malarky has made a Wonky-mouth Mission, and I just had to join. Anything to be closer to that goodness eh? There may be more Wonky-mouth goodness in upcoming posts.

Hot men wanted

Job: Got one.
Income: Average
Haircolour: Dark brown
Eye colour: Brown
Age: 26
Favorite music and popstar: Kylie Minogue

Looking for: Hot man who likes to cook, clean, do the washing and washing up. I don't mind ironing. Being rich is essential.

Poor and ugly men need not apply.

In response to MJs dating service.

Intermission

It's been a rough weekend, so until further notice.

Sunjelly jelly motion

Now this cut of Kylies video for 'Wow' was pulled because it has too much strobe lighting. So warning to all with tendency to epilepsy. It's fabulous though.

The question is, does she sing 'sunjelly jelly motion'?

Ok, she's not, but it sounds that way doesn't it? I find that really funny.

Do you remember this?

And on the last day he brought with him some Pet Shop Boys. Because really, there is no Friday night mix without Pet Shop Boys.

These days they seem to be playing this video quite a lot. Can't imagine why.

As a bonus there is probably the most hideous Kylie video ever made. It's so hideous in fact that it's almost endearing.

Enjoy!

Do you remember this?

And on the fourth day he brought you Duran Duran in James Bond mode.

Got to love the earphones.

Do you remember this?

They also showed a New Order video on my lonely Friday night watching VH-1. I've heard it recently though. I don't remember where.

The video is so innovative though. I love, love, love this!

Do you remember this?

On day 2 of my fabulous theme we are still in the 80s. You may think "Christ, doesn't he know that the 90s is the new 80s?"

To that I can only say, you don't have to call me Christ. My name is Pete.

This my dears, is Erasure 'Sometimes'. Another favorite of mine of that night.

Do you remember this?

I was sitting up late on Friday night and came across our new Danish version of VH-1 and they were doing a Friday night party mix. Included was a lot of old classic songs.

I'm dedicating these next 5 days to some of the gems of the past. Are they forgotten?

I think not.

Rick Astleys Never Gonna Give You Up is fabulous. I had almost forgotten it, and as a pop up video it's even better!

Let's Google!

Ok first of all, I'd like to welcome all of you out there who don't comment but get here somehow. To all the people from Spain, buenos dias! To the people from Australia, G'day mate! Finland, Hi! I don't really speak Finnish. I don't speak whatever is spoken in Oman either, but hello to you too!

People don't get here through really weird searches, still there are a few. Here they are.

• stripper pole for ofb sims 2
  
  Eh?
  
• how tall is stephanie beacham
  
  I took the trouble to find out for you that she's 5' 7" (1.70 m) according to imdb.com
  
• "ben browder" jeans
  
  I don't remember ever mentioning him, I thought it was a brand of jeans. I was so very wrong.

• gymnastics leotard too skimpy act 1992 olympics
  
  Heh!
  
• where did Sophia Loren grow up
  
  Again, such a giver so I found out for you all. She grew up in the slums of Pozzuoli, just outside Naples (Napoli)
  
• calvin klein kicky boots
  
  They know where to go for style tips! Hah! Number 11 on google
  
• linda purl sans clothes
  
  I don't know what to say. Apparently I'm first in that search on google.

There are more, but it seems like Blogpatrol deleted them.

Ellen has a lot of chairs

I adore Lauren Graham of Gilmore Girls. Watching interviews with her is fantastic. She's an actress who is called back again and again because she's always entertaining. I have a sneaking suspicion that she's had way too much caffeine before going on the shows.

Today I was trying to find her most recent interview on Craig Ferguson who did a fantastic interview with Kylie.

Anyway I couldn't find that. I did however find this interview she did on Letterman

And of course, she's always hilarious on Ellen.

Celebrity Big Brother: Coven Edition day 3

The other day on Celebrity Big Brother: Coven Edition we had an interview with T-Birdy in which she introduced the newest housemates. Her very own Peecat and Pete. This week things heat up as new things have been added to the Big Brother House. We'll be right back after these messages.

Welcome back to Celebrity Big Brother: Coven Edition.

T-Birdy immediately started bonding with Peecat playing cat teaser. Oh how she had missed Peecat. Even if it had started killing her new sofa.

Everyone except IDV sat around the new long table to eat breakfast. Cereal, the breakfast of champions. Dora had served the food, and the rest started digging in, without a second thought to the efforts of the lovely Dora. That is, everyone except Dinah who sat there thinking how lucky she was to get out of cooking duty. She just wished there was a Tim Hortons around, especially one that delivered. Alas, she was in Pleasantview, it was too old country for that.

After the others had finished breakfast, IDV came home from his Big Brother job. Promoted to backup dancer. He was well on his way to fame! Little did he know that he had to go back to work very soon.

While IDV was just coming back, Pete and Tim were in one of the bedrooms cooking up a strategy. In case there was a voting off ceremony soon. Pete wanted his back covered in case. Was Tim sincere, and what exactly did they discuss?

Meanwhile in the living room T-birdy was playing a coy game of chess with a neighbour Brittany Wendland. What was her game?

Dinah played with Peecat in the hall. It seemed like Peecat had been forgotten due to other Big Brother activities. Like the massive basketball court outside, the dart board and the hottub.

Then it was time for another meal. Grilled Cheese. Brittany was invited to join the gang. IDV was nowhere to be found. Had he gone back to work, or was he UP to something?

After the meal, Pete went to exercise in the newly redecorated exercise room. IDV had picked out some kicky wallpaper for the room.

Dora went out back by herself to shoot some darts. She went there to think, about life and all that. She was not sure if she'd had it with blogging yet. Even if she had said goodbye on her blog.

T-Birdy and Tim went for a game of chess while Dinah went to bed. She was a little tired and depressed. All the commotion with actually being in a reality show was a bit much.

Dora and Tim had joined Brittany in the new hottub. Pete was standing next to it considering if he should dive in. IDV tried to ignore the happy vibes at the hottub while he made his way in to play a game of chess with a new mystery Sim.

Dora, Tim, Brittany and newcomer Pete chilled out in the tub. "What's with IDV" Pete asked. Tim grinned and said "I think he's just jealous, you know he wants to get into my pants". Brittany looked at Tim "Really? That's such a shame I have the hugest crush on him". They all laughed.

Then Dora and Pete went to bed. Leaving Tim and Brittany alone to talk. "So, who was your best kiss?" Brittany asked. Tim looked at Brittany, closed his eyes and thought. "Well I haven't kissed anyone in here yet" he came back. Then he got up and went to bed.

Next time on Celebrity Big Brother: Coven Edition

Who is the mystery Sim, IDV is talking to.

Is there romance in the air? Is IDV really gay?

And who is the guy doing a striptease in the shower? Or more importantly, who is he doing it for?

Stay tuned for more Celebrity Big Brother: Coven Edition

Home invasion

When I walked into my kitchen this morning to get something to drink, I saw this on the ceiling.



I don't think I've screamed that loud or girlish before. I was terrified and didn't know how to dispose of it. In the end a broom and a dustpan.

One thing is for sure, I will have nightmares for days.