New Format, New Year

Hi.

Its me.

Gosh its been ages, its like meeting an old friend in the street. Blogging, ah... my old friend.

So Im here because Facebooks blog is shit. And Myspace's blog lost its appeal when I went private and could no longer share the insanity.

And Easy journal died a death, and the other one.... see I can't even remember what its called its been that long.

Its just that I miss blogging, I miss it lots, and its an art, and amusing people temporarily is about as fun as reducing them to tears. No, I actually ENJOY being able to do that. So I have always liked this particular blog site, for its general look and its ease of use. And theres no time like the present to have a cutting little whine about what I just watched on the telly, so here we go.

What the fuck Bret Michaels 'Rock of Love' on c4 (Tuesday 8.30pm). Dude, you are a short guy with too much hair and soul glo on your face. you are 5'7'' with your cowboy boots on. Its no wonder you are hard up for a root and need to make a show about finding one. However, Bret is not my issue. Its the crusty old bags they cast that are. one of them is called 'Rodeo'. pardon? Imagine that, " and I'd like you to meet my fiance', Rodeo". It begs you to ask if she's a really great ride. Rodeo looks 45 and thats with the make up ON. never mind 'Tawny', and the other ugly one with a stupid name who got voted off tonight. And the one they called 'sideshow tits', Erin. I was so appalled by the general unattractiveness of the girls I couldn't stop watching. That makes me gay I know, but shit, can anyone say mutton?

the even more worserer ( yes its not a word, but its MY blog), all the women staring on like dumbarses as they each rock up for abit of Bret tongue, yuck. I'd be going 'bye!' if I saw my potential mate swapping fluid with a rival.

If I remember, I may tune in next week and add to my thoughts about this. I forgot how watching telly often spurs on a very barbed commentary on my blog. I should watch that crap more often.