Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Four is the number

!CONGRATULATIONS!


Michael and Louise Owen at the Royal Ascot, 20.06.2009

To Michael and Louise Owen who are expecting their fourth children for March next year.

The couple who married on 24 June 2005 are already parents of Gemma (b. 01 May 2003), James (b. 06 February 2006) and Emily (b. 24 October 2007).

Thursday, September 24, 2009

How times have changed!



France Gall winning the Eurovision Song Contest back in 1965 (my mother was 4!) with Poupée de cire, poupée de son.

And with an amazingly disproportionned head :-/

Aerial

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Hello Hotness, have you met Handsome?



Michael Owen at The Ladbrokes St Leger Festival - Doncaster Racecourse - 09 Sept 2009

Picture:
Action Images / Carl Recine

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Quand on n'a rien à dire, on ferme sa gueule!

Ce matin, France Inter. Reportage à la 24h chrono/Urgences sur un fait totalement sans interêt: un fan de Toulouse s'est fait aggresser à Belgrade.

Beaucoup de mots biens longs et angoissants qui font professionel pour décrire comment va le mec: traumatisme cranien, aggravation de l'état de santé générale, angine de poitrine avec complication thrombotique et risque de fibrilation intraventriculaire, encéphalite méningitique façon myopatie de Duchêne...amanite phaloïde anticonstitutionnelle, enfin des trucs comme ça.

Et en ouverture une déclaration du minis...enfin de Rama Yade qui a dit: "Je condamne la violence dans le sport".

Rama Yade est le genre de minis...enfin de figure politique qui a chaque fois qu'il se passe quelque chose a des déclarations toutes prêtes et totalement sans interêt dont elle change un ou deux mots en fonction des situations.

Donc un fan aggressé à Belgrade. Déjà, ils en parlent comme si le mec s'était fait aggresser dans un quartier chic: "Quelle surprise!" Enfin c'est Belgrade, connards! Et le mec est un fan de football donc je ne pense pas qu'il se prelassait gentiment sans un mot avec un bouquin de Sartre dans un café huppé du quartiers des ambassades.

Alors "un fan de sport aggressé à Belgrade". On ne sais pas si le "fan de Toulouse" fut déterminant dans l'histoire mais Rama Yade condamne la violence dans le sport.

Demain, 10 autres femmes vont mourrir sous les coups de leur mari et quand les médias arrêteront de faire l'impasse dessus, Rama Yade viendra condamner la violence dans le couple.

A la fin de l'année, le bilan des morts sur la route en France depassera encore les 5000 et Rama Yade viendra condamner la violence sur la route.

Une mémé se fait arracher son sac à main, une du journal de TF1 avec interview du boucher, du facteur, de l'épicier arabe (avec sous-titres bien qu'il parle parfaitement français) et du patron de bar/tabac avec toutes les cigarettes bien en vue derrière...Et Rama Yade condamne la violence dans la rue.

Un lion attaque une gazelle et Rama Yade condamne la violence dans la savane africaine.

C'est inutile, c'est creux, ça ne sert à rien, ça ne change rien mais ça fait parler de soi.

Et en France, les journalistes sont très contents, ils ont leur citation d'entrée. Pas de commentaire, pas d'interview poussée pour savoir ce qu'elle compte faire de concret car ils sont trop occupés à feuilleter le Dictionnaire de la Médecine afin de mettre plus de suspens dans leurs reportages débiles.

Seven days left

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Nine years gap

What they look like in 2000...And what they look like now.











Just for the trivia: most of them have been in a relationship with their wives since way before 2000.

So you can’t help but think either those women have been really lucky or they were very smart to have chosen some of them.

Because, to be honest, I would have never gone anywhere near Lampard or Gerrard in 2000! :-/

Quickie



Will & Grace - Season 4, Episode 4

Big ears and little tongue

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Gwen Stefani - Yummy


I'm feeling Yummy head to toe - You see me.
Ain't got no patience so let's go - You see me
Look, I'm diet drama
Wanna spend the night? Don't bring pajamas
Man there's so much heat beneath these clothes - You see me

Walk in, the place
They know, my face
Encore, sophomore
Only one solo, I swore
Big mouth, applause
Oh please, one more
Wanna hear it before I say naw
Let me check my itinerary
Ummm, alright
Presto, skintight
Escaped & I risked my life
For what? So I can watch them bite
Only one Gwen you can find like this, I mean blow your mind like this
Your key won't shine like this, if it's yours then you know it won't wind like this

Wind it up!

I'm feeling Yummy head to toe - You see me.
Ain't got no patience so let's go - You see me
Look, I'm diet drama
Wanna spend the night? Don't bring pajamas
Man there's so much heat beneath these clothes - You see me

I know you've been waiting but I've been off making babies
& like a chef making donuts & pastries
It's time to make you sweat
Sex & sugar is the flavour
Ovens & beaters & graters
Beats made of bongos & shakers
It's time to make you sweat

Walk in, the place
They know, my face
Billion-aire boys, ice cream dripping 'cross the floor
Big house, garage, bentleys, ferrar
Wanna go before I say naw
Let me check my itinerary
Ummm, alright
G4, G flight, bed in the back so I have a G night
Good night, hood right?
Ain't no nigga you can find like this, I mean blow your mind like this
Nigga's watch don't shine like this, if it's ticking then it don't tell time like this


I'm feeling Yummy head to toe - You see me.
Ain't got no patience so let's go - You see me
Look, I'm diet drama
Wanna spend the night? Don't bring pajamas
Man there's so much heat beneath these clothes - You see me

I know you've been waiting but I've been off making babies
& like a chef making donuts & pastries
It's time to make you sweat
Sex & sugar is the flavour
Ovens & beaters & graters
Beats made of bongos & shakers
It's time to make you sweat

Now sweat, baby
Get stupid, jump up go crazy
L.A.M.B, in 3D
Worldwide across your TV
P you crazy, how'd you get this?
This sounds like disco tetris
Do I have time to connect this?
Let me check my itinerary, Ummm

I came back for my spotlight
For her spotlight
I disappeared like Houdini
Where Houdini?
If yours didn't come out right
If it's not right
Go to Kinkos & xerox me

I'm feeling Yummy head to toe - You see me.
Ain't got no patience so let's go - You see me
Look, I'm diet drama
Wanna spend the night? Don't bring pajamas
Man there's so much heat beneath these clothes - You see me

I'm feeling Yummy head to toe - You see me.
Ain't got no patience so let's go - You see me
Look, I'm diet drama
Wanna spend the night? Don't bring pajamas
Man there's so much heat beneath these clothes - You see me

I know you've been waiting but I've been off making babies
& like a chef making donuts & pastries
It's time to make you sweat
Sex & sugar is the flavour
Ovens & beaters & graters
Beats made of bongos & shakers
It's time to make you sweat

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

Christmas spirit.

Here's another gift idea for you.

After the golf club in which you can pee because you're just a thick utterly vulgar American or just a lowerclass Brit who wants to play it chic: so you play golf but you're binge drinking cheap beer...

Here's some Christmas related gifts:

First, the wobbly headed Jesus.



Very pretty standing on a dried cookie, obviously. Perfect for you mantelpiece.
Although he looks quite bored and weary (who wouldn't in his case?) so I suggest you keep it by your bed...so you can kiss it goodnight or...whatever!


And from Leggo: The Father, The Son and the Holy Ghost, with Casper recast as the Holy Ghost.


...
That is just unbe-f*cking-lievable!


And if you don't know where to put them, you can display them in your 47-foot inflatable cathedral.




With inflatable altar and pews to put inside as well.




Top sales in Alabama, surely.


Picture courtesey: Have I Got News For You, Season 24, Episode 8

Monday, September 07, 2009

Bienvenue à Cuba.



For those who don't speak French: what happened basically is our president went to visit some hardworking people in a factory.
But everytime he went the last times, the 'hardworking workers' welcomed him with shovels, rotten fruits and criticism (how dare they?!). Then he did what he always does and called them "fuckers!" in front of the tely.

So this time, France became Cuba/China/North Korea and all the potential opposants were removed from their machines and kept away from the factory before the President arrive. And replaced by other workers from other factories (all volunteers) and very important: They must NOT be taller than the President for the speech he did after they all subimissively greeted the Almighty Dictator with smiles and praises so everyone can see how loved and appreciated the Dictator is.

I said dictator?! Sorry I mean President. After all that's also how the head of state's called in China...

Saturday, September 05, 2009

This woman's work - Kate Bush

Pray God you can cope.
I stand outside this woman's work,
This woman's world.
Ooh, it's hard on the man,
Now his part is over.
Now starts the craft of the father.

I know you have a little life in you yet.
I know you have a lot of strength left.
I know you have a little life in you yet.
I know you have a lot of strength left.

I should be crying but I just can't let it show.
I should be hoping but I can't stop thinking

Of all the things I should've said that I never said.
All the things we should've done that we never did.
All the things I should've given but I didn't.

Oh, darling, make it go, make it go away.

Give me these moments back.
Give them back to me.
Give me that little kiss.
Give me your hand.

I know you have a little life in you yet.
I know you have a lot of strength left.
I know you have a little life in you yet.
I know you have a lot of strength left.

I should be crying but I just can't let it show.
I should be hoping but I can't stop thinking

Of all the things we should've said that were never said.
All the things we should've done that we never did.
All the things that you needed from me.
All the things that you wanted for me.
All the things that I should've given but I didn't.

Oh, darling, make it go away.

Just make it go away…now.

Eric McCormack


Tom Cavanagh (left) and Eric McCormack (right)