X Factor

Sunday, November 7th, 2004 | Insanity | No Comments

I’m not entirely convinced that I should be sharing this fact with the world.

I am totally obsessed with the ITV program “X Factor”. Hook, line and sinker. I’ve joined the pop-culture marketting frenzy, and tuned into the latest ‘reality’ tv offering.

I cant get enough of Sharon Osbourne’s ‘fabulous’ snide remarks to Simon Cowell, and the artists are pretty good, too.

I cant get enough of Steve, or Tabby, or darling little Cassie. But the standout performer really is Rowetta. She’s totally stark raving mad. From week to week, it’s difficult to prodict what insanity she’ll get up to.

“I’m through, arent’ I!?”

But whatever your opinion of the latest edition to ‘talent search tv’, you simply have to sit back and marvel at the advances in Marketting.

This show is so targetted at the young, hip, funky, old, and families so well that there’s really nobody who WONT sit down and happily watch this steaming pile of Reality Trash.

It’s so big, that it’s already spawed 3 ‘Behind the scenes’ shows for ITV. And the list is growing. There’ll be a national tour, there’s already an online ’shop’ and I dont dought that you’ll be able to buy ringtones and phone wallpaper in the near future….

I wonder how much Nokia payed for the exclusive rights?

Currently Reading - Fast Food Nation

Friday, November 5th, 2004 | Reading | No Comments

Scary narative about what McDonalds has done for the American society. Quite frankly, I’ll never eat another Big Mac!

I love Fridays

Friday, November 5th, 2004 | Work | No Comments

I love Fridays. I really really do.

I must appologise to Nat, Shan, Matty and Cath. I know I’m slack. I’m arse at replying to emails or writing letters. Craptastic, even.

But, I thought I’d just drop a note to let you all know that I love Fridays. Particularly, I love this friday. Friday 5th November. Guy Fawkes Day.

For all of those of you not in the ‘know’, Guy Fawkes was a pretty messed up dude. He was all anti-establishment, and as punk-rocker as a guy can be in the 1600’s. He hated politicians - dude - and totally despised organised religion. He was an Anarchist. He tried to blow up the Houses of Parliarment in Westminster on this day in 1605.

And failed.

Badly.

His pathetic arsenal of explosives did little more than explode in a puff of smoke, which sadly, did nothing towards eradicating the world of its politicians, and more to do with burning a hole in the neatly manicured lawn.

So that’s the reason why millions of Poms set off a buttload of fireworks on the 5th of November. To celebrate, or mourn, the failed attempt at Revolution and Anarchy in the 1600’s.

To Guy Fawkes.
I shall burn through a wad of fireworks in your honour.
You punk rocker, you.