Inappropriate? Or Misinterpreted

So the question I am wondering here is, who will play the part of scapegoat in this Miley Cyrus Vanity Fair photo "scandal"? Coming not to long after her MySpace photo faux pas.

And scapegoats aside what is the real issue here?

I was blissfully unaware of what a Miley Cyrus was until the Hannah Montana movie was released, and now she has a wholesome scandal on her hands it seems she will be further thrust upon us.

The photo is whatever you make of it. Miley is seemingly nude and covered by a sheet, dishevelled and pouting. Leibovitz has always claimed that she uses nudes to create; 'an instant intimacy'
While I do find it inappropriate considering Miley is only 15, but not outrageous and all else aside I think it's a good photo.

It is reported that Leibovitz snapped photos with Miley's parents onset, then more after they left.

Is this a case of obviously sinister morally bankrupt Leibovitz taking advantage of a no brain girl who's parents who named her Destiny Hope Cyrus disappear opportunely or more of a case of a curious and savvy young woman, given an opportunity now left to apologize for her coming of age and perhaps back pedal a little?

'I was so honored and thrilled to work with Annie [Leibovitz]. I took part in a photo shoot that was supposed to be 'artistic' and now, seeing the photographs and reading the story, I feel so embarrassed.' - No word on what the accompanying article is - don't these people get to see the spread before it goes to press?

If I were the mother of a young tween girl I probably find it difficult to deal with (and would discourage my child from watching that pap anyway) but think I'm too old to identify with Miley, and to young for a parental uprise.

"I'm sorry that my portrait of Miley has been misinterpreted," says Leibovitz in a statement.

Life as a CD reviewer;

Panic At The Disco - Pretty.Odd.

I was excited and intrepid when I pushed play on Panic at the Disco's new album. While I enjoyed PATD's first CD A fever you can't sweat out, I was afraid that perhaps that was it for them, and they could not evolve thier sound.
Recorded in Las Vegas, and mixed at Abbey Road Studios, it seems PATD have been digging around in thier parents records for this almost folky punk laced with electro-emo-pop.

From the beginning I feel, for my money, this album is better than thier debut.
Amusing intro song, Oh, how it's been so long
We're so sorry we've been gone
We were busy writing songs for you
The new single Nine in the Afternoon still hearkens on thier old sound to pull the fans in.
I Have Friends In Holy Spaces is a like introducing a ukulele to Christina Aguleria's Back to Basics album, while Northern Downpour, Behind the Sea and From a Mountain in the Middle show off some neat lyrical twists.
Pas De Cheval is hilariously my favourite, like a spaghetti western set to music!
The album has a sentimental feel to it, the melodies feel like a soundtrack pulling the songs through cheesy westerns, Chicago style gin joints, going off to court with Maid Marion and the gentility and into the Yellow Submarine for some flower power.

PATD have continued thier penchant for irritatingly long song names, I wasn't keen on it to begin with but its return does not please me.
Guess I can't like everything!

Its like Chicago meets Flower Child, watched over by Beatles of the past.

Track Listing:
1. We're So Starving
2. Nine In The Afternoon
3. She's A Handsome Woman
4. Do You Know What I'm Seeing?
5. That Green Gentleman [Things Have Changed]
6. I Have Friends In Holy Spaces
7. Northern Downpour
8. When The Day Met The Night
9. Pas De Cheval
10. The Piano Knows Something I Don't Know
11. Behind The Sea
12. Folkin' Around
13. She Had The World
14. From A Mountain In The Middle Of The Cabins
15. Mad As Rabbits

Life as a Conchorder; conditions are perfect

Because I have been singing this all weekend, and so should you.
Flight of the Conchords; Business Time.

WEEEE!!

Got a job! SHA NA NA, NA SHA NA NA NA!!

WHHOOOOOOOOOOOO OHHHH GOT A JOB!!

Thank you all responsible! LOL, now all I have to do is accept the letter of offer and learn how to do it!
HA peice of cake! The hard part is done lol

BlogTardy

I was BlogTardy yesterday.
Surely I am not alone here, your sitting reading your stories and all of a sudden you needed to be somewhere ten minuets ago!
It was half past eleven, and I was still sitting in my pajamas and reading my blogs (actually K's blog lol) when I noticed the time and realised that I had twenty minuets to shower, blow dry and dress for the corporate world.
Not happening.

So my blogtardiness made me six minuets late for my interview! For shame!

Weird stuff

Did you know there is some really weird stuff in the world?

This is the (rude) Cerne Abbas Giant, Long Man of Wilmington and White Horse respectively. How weird are they? These two figures are cut through the grass into the chalky English hills. Those Celts were a strange lot apprently.
Nobody quite knows what their purpose is, and in war time they had to paint them green to protect them from air raids - odd... like;

Stone Henge... those crazy druids. How did they do that?

Or The Moai statues of Rapa Nui on Easter Island, some of the statues weigh 80 tonnes! With an estimated 100 original colonists on the island an intriguing thought.

McOz, What has befallen you?

Possibly two of the benefits of not having any money and not driving is; I manage to avoid McDonalds and McDonalds drive through as two of lifes' convinences.

But yesterday I was opting for convienece and went and ordered my favourite. A medium McOz meal.

'I'm sorry we don't do them anymore...' was the result I got, I didn't know what to do.

WHAT DID SHE MEAN, THEY DON'T DO THEM ANYMORE? Can I order anything with beetroot and cooked onions anymore? NO.

So I googled McOz's dissapearence, and McFeast seems to be the culprit. The McFeast seems to have been taken off the menu some fifteen years ago... surely its reintroducion isn't progress having gotten rid of McOz?

Went up to the lab... Saw what was on the slab.

Brilliant.

Our seats we so fantastic mum had her foot trodden on by one of the Phantoms (bother) and if he was interested iOTA could look right down my cleavage as he went down the stairs.

I had my doubts about a bruntte Riff Raff (Blonde is good for Richard O'Brien and he wrote it!) but Paul Capsis pulled it off well and truely....

iOTA is amazing as Frank n Furter, and I could not fault his presence or performance an ounce.

My favourite though (aside from Frank) was probably Sharon Millerchip as Columbia, a tiny twirling lady who belted out her numbers with guts.

Costuming was fab! Cleaver, functional and hot!

Amuzingly enough (NOT, don't get me started) we got an understudy... well the understudy's understudy?

Both Simon Farrow and his understudy were unable to perform as Rocky, so we got the production manager! I bet he's glad he goes to the gym since he had to bop around stange in a pair of gold underwear.

SO GLAD I AM GOING AGAIN!

A potentially academic debate

I have been put forward for a role which requires fair skills in Excel.

Tootling away in Excel isn't the only facet of the job granted, you also need to talk to customers and follow up with the warehouse.

I am by no means computer illiterate and my skills serve me well, but when I did the testing for the recruitment company it was emailed to me... so I was able to use the help function.

Now this function is always available, but I am afraid of one of two things;

1. I am selling my abilities short and in doing so will come across lacking confidence.
2. The job may require more skills than I have or can fudge.

What a bother a little animated paper clip has caused me, see potentially academic in the sense that I don't even have the job yet. *SIGH*

Another exciting academic discovery I made today is; I have found the new phone I want.
I have been very happy with my Sony Ericsson's k800i BUT I fear I want to unite all features into one and go for a phone with enough guts to play a decent list of tracks and do away with my old gen one iPod whose battery is closer to death each day.
My contract is up with Telstra (Harbingers of Satan) in June/July and will negotiate my butt off to see what I can score.
It is literally my (current) dream phone, 5 megapixel camera (doing away with need to carry pesky camera), 16 gigabyte internal memory with expandable memory to play about 12,000 tracks or 40hrs video and a neato little kick stand so it sits up so you can watch video (a wanky feature but cute none the less.)
All this on a sleek dual slider design without being needlessly fat like current 5mp camera phones seem to be.
My only major qualm is; it's a Nokia... my phone nemesis.
I developed this phone passion after leaving the nokia clique and moving to a samsung, and my brain was so deadened by the Nokia way that I couldn't operate another brand... Like they aimed radiation at that section of my brain.
Perhaps if I come back into the fold I will try to remain technologically aware... or I could wait and see what someone else offers?

Gotta get a ***** job first.

Moving RIGHT along

Moving RIGHT along from last nights rant... to a little pampering.

Does anyone have a really terrific under eye dark circle treatment?

I knew the standard ones, cucumber (which I will trial as soon as we have cucumber) and tea bags which I think sounds awesful so I decided to research a little bit;

• Dark circles can be removed removed by applying peeled and grated potato overnight at least three times a week.
• Dark can be removed by doing pranayam (yoga, apprently) daily for at least five mins.
• Take a teaspoon of tomato juice, a few drops of lemon juice, a pinch of turmeric powder and a little flour, enough to make a paste. Apply this paste to the under-eye area, and wash off after fifteen minutes
• Increase your fibre consumption to at least 30grammes a day, and drink at least two litres of water, et voila, clear skin in a fortnight.
• My mom takes vasoline, puts it on a metal spoon and freezes it for 15 minutes. Then she applies it to her eyes for a few minutes

Clearly there seem to be more sensical ideas than others around.

I really need to get a good book to read (to avoid wondering about this sort of thing), I've just finished Schapelle Corby - My Story.
So far what I know to be true; Schapelle was arrested at Denpasar Airport with 4.1 or 4.2 kilo's of cannibis in her boogie board bag when travelling to Bali.
She was sentenced on May 27th 2005 to and finalised at 20 years in prison and ordered to pay a fine of 100,000,000 rupiah ($11701.60).
Release date is July, 2024 after two months remissions.
All of the other stuff that is reported, I do not know.
I have always thought it was exceedingly suspicious that one would risk thier life both importing something which is cheaper to buy in Bali, where the Indonesian judical system so radically different to our own.

I suppose guilty or not she is stuck in a third world gaol which makes me feel a little less silly for having my suitcase Protectabagged at Phuket airport.

Ranting and that is all actually

I realise that I haven't had a proper rant in a while. You know that really good kind of rant that some people just cannot understand and small children are afraid of.

I can rant about little things, like people who accost you in the street and try to give you flyer you don't want for products, religions, charities and social events you don't need no matter how much you pretend to be on the phone or hom much you listen to your iPod.

Or recruitment companies who are draining my soul away like Voldemort drinking the blood of a unicorn to stay alive on the back of Professor Quirrel's head.

Or how I am incapable of mental arithmetic which is why I will never beat my score on Who Has The Biggest Brain on Facebook.

However I cannot have a proper all encompassing rant, about how much my boss who is usually fabulous and understanding is giving me the shits about something I have already completed and sent out to the relevant parties before she told me she needs it to be leather-bound and sent out by white doves not emailed and when I call my artistic, sensitive boyfriend for sympathy all he does is tell me to get over it and that he has problems too because he has an art show that opens in a week so I go out with the intention of having a three day weekend blinder but my hair won't sit quite properly no matter how much styling product and the shirt I picked seems to have a mystery stain and there are a million silly people at the cocktail bar and the fifteen dollar cocktail I just waited ten minutes for is too cold too sweet in the wrong glass with stupid garnishing and barely three quarters full.

I cannnot rant about this. Well I could if this was a fiction blog but it's not it's a blog about what is really going and what is really going on is some sort of living stagnation that is occurring because I cannot go out into the work place and into the social scene and make connections because I am an Aquarius and I need external stimulation and I feel like writing in one long sentence because that is what I do when I rant oratorically and excessive proper punctuation is something that only terribly interesting and suave people employ so instead I will keep ranting about not being able to rant all in one sentence like a crazy woman who needs to inhale deeply from a paper bag.

sorry(ish)

Being Uncool

You know that scene in Almost Famous, where Philip Seymour Hoffman as Lester Bangs tells Patrick Fugit as William that they are both uncool?
Man I am so uncool.Maybe not as uncool as SeHoff but definatly on the uncool radar.
Part of my uncoolness comes from a deep seeded loathing of 'reality tv' so I find myself saying 'Who are these people?' whenever a new show pops up.
That and I am apprently a nanna at twenty four.
I collect lists of these shows that pop up to investigate, and see if I want to bother watching them.

Keeping up with the Kardashians first and formost WHAT is a Kardashian? Apprently Robert Kardashian is the lawyer who got O.J off... I would have thought he'd be trying to keep it on the down low.
Yes he is, but his ex wife Kris and children named (I joke not) Kourtney, Kimberley, Khloe, Kendal and Kylie (and some boringly named boys) are sharing thier lives and flogging thier shops and singing careers on E!
And like all cleaver upwardly mobile young starlets Kimberly Kardashian has been embroiled in her own sex tape 'scandal'.
We can thank Ryan Seacreast Productions for this one, thats quality entertainment right there.

Tim Gunn's Guide to Style who is Tim Gunn? And why should I be listening to him for style and taste tips? He could be Bai Ling's mentor for all I know.
Tim Gunn is a Project Runway judge (cringe reality TV) but also was chair of fashion design at some snooty design college.
I am unsure if his seemingly unerring style should be questioned or not...

Omarosa Manigault-Stallworth
I know, now I am just making people up! I thought it said alot when I searched for her photo and her subtitle was Omarosa who?
Omarosa is from The Apprentice; Celebrity Edition but other than being voted in 2005 'as the most reviled reality show contestant' by TV Guide I can't really see what else she does.
Omarosa apprently had links to the Clinton-Gore administration as a 'former political appointee in the Clinton-Gore White House.'

High School Musical I know, I know, not a television show BUT WHO THE HELL ARE THESE KIDS?
HSM is a television movie and a bunch of on stage performances made by Disney, and they all sing and dance and make merry through the benial tween plot.
YUCK. But I suppose being Disney they have a clean wholesome image... oh until photos emerge of the teen protagoist in the nude.

Dating/Job Hunting - same same

OK so dating and job hunting are the same thing, only different setting.
You go to the assigned meeting place, be it Seek or the Pub.
You trawl through dozens of people, introduce yourself to a few and try to impress each other while trying to look blithely undesperate.
You get your first date together, and wonder what to wear to make the best impression.
It goes well, you both seem to be on the same page and you start to picture yourself growing together.
You like them. Then you wait for them to call. It is the longest three days of your life and at risk of seeming like a stalker you call them.
AND GET VOICEMAIL.

BAH! I had a REALLY great interview on Monday, the exact sort of place I want to be in, with places to go and a nice office and cute office boys (granted not vital but nice.)
We seemed to really hit it off.
I was attentive, questioning, articulate and intelligent in all the right places. I knew what questions to ask and knew basically what the company did and even had previous tech knowledge. But wasn't as over confident as I am being now!
I called early this morning and left a voice message with the lady who interviewed me and am really fighting off the urge to call back again and on the hour until she speaks to me! I mean I know she's a busy lady... she is important...
ARGH, what to do?

Life as a Sellout

I thought I was a coffee sellout and I didn't think I cared (too much), unlike my bloggy cohort Dataceptionist I thought that I am not a massive coffee wanker. Hehe.

I love Starbucks, I like the coshy chairs and the fact I can usually find a paper langishing to read. I like the bubbly airheads who serve you at the souless chain, and the elevator music of the world which is generally playing.

I love my Starbucks girl, so much to the point I have filled out a comment card singing her praise.

But as I found out today, I only love it when Kris my lovely barista girl is serving (which is regularly because she is ALWAYS there) - she knows how I like it, hot strong and tall... it all sounds so dirtty.

But today she wasn't there, and it was weak, warm and HAD CREAM ON TOP? since when does a bloody mocha have cream on it?

I ordered a skim, did she think she'd just f**k with me and give me cream?

Pedestrians *HUH*

As a full time pedestrian it really tips me over the edge when some bungler staggers out in front of you as you are mid step, it’s probably the equivalent of someone merging into your lane without paying attention.
Usually I know where I am going, and make haste getting there as quickly as I can by walking swiftly and purposefully to avoid those people who accost you in the street for loose change or guilting you into donating for breast cancer or save the children fund (these are not randomly selected – this is experience!)
These people are not age or gender specific, they cannot easily be detected and are almost certainly going to appear at the worst possible moment, like when the Mormons are at the train station.
I feel like a grumpy old woman sometimes (a lot of the time actually) because these things bother me so much, but there is no courtesy anymore, people don’t even notice where they are going most of the time, so you have to watch what you and everyone else is doing! ARGH!!

Also, is it just me, or is it really getting COOL. Apparently it is just me, either that or people are still trying to hang onto the last vestiges of summer by parading around in shorts and singlet. On Wednesday I was cold all day, and remained cold until I came home, put my pajamas on and had a nice curry (Yes my suspicions are right I am turning into a grumpy old woman!)
I am ready to embrace Autumn fashion, I have my mid length jumpers at the ready. I have my Autumn/Early Winter knitted dress at the ready! I have boots just waiting for some lovely hosiery!

Have to see what's happening in the world

My Dad always made me watch the news when I was a kid, there was no Neighbours or Home and Away (for which I feel eternally grateful now) and when I asked why he said 'Because we have to see what's happening in the world.'
I am sure we would have watched nine news, and honestly cannot remember the quality of the news but wonder if it is of the same substance now.
Ninemsn headlines currently include; (as of this very current moment)

• Fashion police hit Terminal 5 - Campbell 'cuffed after spitting on cop at Heathrow.' (silly cow)
• National property prices could fall: IMF (agreed important)
• Burnt: NSW firefighters hit with speeding fines (agreed stupid)
• Surrender Monkeys: France to back Australia on UN bid (that's nice KRudd)
• Old Tricks: Foreign journalist arrested in Zimbabwe (ah yes but why?)
• Full Time: Wayne Carey and Girlfriend part ways (what a surprise)

Naomi Campbell spitting on a police officer seems to have made top billing top story, and yet Zimbabwe finally ousting Robert Mugabe after 28 years of callous and officious ruling seems to have made no dent.
Seems that Mugabe finally unable to cheat his way back into Parliament isn't exciting enough for them... maybe I am being to hard on them? Maybe it was yesterday's story?
Yes, they seem to have run one story yesterday... Mugabe to fight to the last and another buried in today's news Mugabe should have quit long ago: Fraser which seems to be whoring itself as a news article everywhere because it features in thewest.com.au, news.com.au, smh.com.au, theaustralian.com.au, Yahoo, Primus and Google news.


Well a little bit of genuine international news is obviously too much to ask for... guess I'm going to have to start watching the 7.30 report on ABC1 or something.

The finally got to Nigella to say something dirty

Note; this might be the junction which I loose interest in the cute blog name, post titles. Nigella 'Queen of food porn' Lawson has finally been conned into saying something dirty on telly.
This is where I totally lost faith in youtube because I couldn't find the video!
Have you caught that Twining's tea ad, with Nigella in it? She slinks downstairs, all tousled hair and full lips in her dressing gown.
Then she drops the C word... concoction... I know not really BUT COME ON!
I once read a review in the paper by a guy who said he had watched several episodes before he realised the televison show was actually about food.

Life as a Fatty

I know I do it, I know my friends do it.

Do you ever look at a rather plump person, and think 'am I as fat as them?'

You have to trust the person you ask totally, (firstly to say NO because you always hope that's the answer) and secondly to artfully highlight your better features if the answer is yes, like;

'Not really, but your boobs are WAY better than hers' and similar. You know do I look like this;

this, or this?

Life as a Channel surfer

I REMEMBER! I was mounting my high horse to talk about this guy;

Wayne Carey, was on Enough Rope with Andrew Denton last night.
I respect Andrew Denton as an interviewer, Enough Rope has seen such subjects as Dr Jane Goodall, Michael Parkinson, Elton John, Crowded House, Phil from Grinspoon, Jerry Seinfeld, Bill Clinton, Al Gore, Bob Geldof etc
Sure it's had some low points as well, Delta Goodrem and aforementioned Bill Clinton (amazing how you can still be a figure head and on the con list) but last night he had Wayne Carey.


I object to this guy. I object to what he did to his wife (although for pushing my family off the swing set and breaking her arm she might have had it coming), I object to how he has marred his career by choosing drugs and alcohol, and now this most recent scandal involving his girlfriend is too much.
It's a bit of a catch 22, I totally resent his media coverage yet feel compelled to blog about this goit. Last night he was sort of babbling on to Andrew Denton, about his career and dalliances with other footballers wives. In response to Andrew's questioning about New Idea's article and reported $118,000 payment in return.
Andrew asked point blank if he was paid for the NI article, Carey said no but his mannerisms, body language and tone all seemed like a lie to me.
Watch the video here, unfortunately the questionable NI section isn't in this excerpt but hopefully we will start to see a lot less of this twerp.