Boom titty boom titty.

I got sick. Head cold. I fucking hate people smoking. The sooner I get out of that pub the better. Saw “In Good Company”. If you watch Scarlett Johanssen’s breasts you’ll notice that whenever she puts something on over a dress they double in size and the right one drops down. Bizarre. No one can accuse ME of being a culture snob. Although I’ve got an interview at the National Gallery on Thursday afternoon. Fingers crossed. Suit set to stun.

Kexp fm has been entertaining me ever since George Strombelopolous recommended them. Although their accents get on my tits. [http://www.kexp.org]

Here kitty, kitty.

I met Nick Frost (Ed from “Shaun of the Dead”) last week. He’s a really nice guy. And he eats, boy can he eat.
Saw “Before Sunrise” and “Before Sunset”. I think Sunset is the superior movie. Sweeter, smoother flowing, the peformances more naturalistic.

It’s like cleavage with a cross.

Good god. If a rugby team wants to strip naked. NOTHING YOU SAY WILL STOP THEM.

“The Scientist” Coldplay video is utterly fantastic, but singing backwards if you know the phonetics isnt as difficult as they made it out to be. Normally I think TV is a bad thing (except for the odd great advert – like the 3G one with the Japanese cowboys who salvage a giant, downed jellyfish, feed it moonshine in their apartment and then body pop with it), but tonight I missed the one programme this year that I really, really wanted to watch. Well I would have, except I didn’t know it was on. So I missed it. But for the last half hour. Four hours of music videos. Jimmy Carr. The 100 Greatest Pop Videos. Dagnabit!

Come on North Americans! I can’t be arsed to Google it, why are Chuck Taylors called Chuck Taylors?

Watching “My Left Foot” tonight I thought of a job I could do. Baby aggravator on film sets. Just how do they get them to cry like that?

[http://www.wearewhatwedo.org] Although I don’t think No.45 would work for the same reasons bike recycling failed in Amsterdam. Criminals. And paint.

Now to try and figure out what this whole SuperBowl things about. Nighty night.