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You know coffee creamer, right? The dried powdery stuff your Grandma puts in her coffee? Well, guess what they call that in Australia. Go on, guess. It’s beverage whitener. Seriously. Which makes sense, but it’s still a weird thing to see on a jar at the supermarket.

Max points out that The Amazing Race 5 is now casting. Hooray! That means it’s probably coming back! Unfortunately the official eligibility requirements preclude the Snook and me from applying on account of his non-Americanness and my not-resident-in-Americaness. If Max gets in we’re totally rooting for him, though.

How do you sleep? I’m a foetus and a freefaller myself. Actually I sometimes do a combination of both, with my arms up around the pillow and one leg bent at ninety degrees (like I’m climbing). It’s so comfy; you should try it. But how in the world do those log folks sleep like that? It looks to me like you’d have trouble balancing with your arm pinned beneath you. I’d topple over onto my face within five seconds.

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I just don’t understand why guys honk at women. What do they hope to accomplish? They can’t possibly expect me to, like, respond to them. Is it just that they’re showing appreciation, like an audience clapping at a symphony? That’s nice, but as far as I’m concerned stepping outside my house in a skirt isn’t really grounds for a standing ovation. I can maybe see it if I’m all dressed up to the nines, but not when my hair’s still wet and plastered to my head, I’m not wearing any makeup, and I’m wearing a coat that covers 65% of my body. The only thing exposed today were my knees. Is this the nineteenth century? Are men allowed to hoot and honk every time a woman exposes more than an ankle?

David Blaine is ten days into a new “stunt” that involves hanging in a clear box near the River Thames and not eating for 44 days. The English, God love ’em, have been taunting him mercilessly. On Friday one awfully clever person used a remote control helicopter to dangle a cheeseburger outside Blaine’s box. Hee!

I can laugh because I’ve been resisting the siren call of the cheeseburger long enough to get back in ketosis! It’s time to get rid of these last seven kilos, once and for all.

“The dinosaurs are not around today because they did not have a space program.” The Top 10 Reasons for a Space Program. As this Slashdot post points out, most of these have to do with planetary safety and economic reasons. Whatever happened to “Because it’s there”?

How sensitive are your senses? Take this test. I scored 10 out of 20. I screwed up most of the first visual section and I missed the last three straight. I suck.

Not only are we getting the American version of Queer Eye for the Straight Guy shortly… but they’re casting an all-Aussie version right now! I told my friend Kevin – who owns the salon where I get my hair cut – that he must apply.

I just saw this fluff piece on “buttock augmentation” and was merrily skimming through it when I hit the bit where they describe exactly how the procedure is performed. Lordy! No pictures, but I’m never going to be able to get the mental images out of my head. And the scars are down your…!

Don’t forget, Aussies! Tonight at 6:00 the ABC begins showing every single episode of Dr. Who. Our VCR is set. Is yours?