John Key is attracting women voters like myself in massive numbers. He's got good vision for the Nats (Prime Minister in waiting). Very attractive man and of course a very successful business person.
How long has it been since New Zealand last had a hot PM or leader of the Opposition?
It's obviously been far too long, and now all the ladies are going gaga when a semi-decent looking guy wearing a suit shows up.
OMG - just like wot is happening right now on UK Big Brother.
For the feature may I suggest OE stories. I'm sure there are some great tales to be told.
Or how about a twist on this - coming home stories.
I mean, most people have a story of some wild and crazy adventure that happened in foreign lands, but what about what it feels like to return to New Zealand.
Whether it's after a weekend in Melbourne or 10 years in the UK, New Zealand always feels different when you step off the plane (or boat?).
Dirty little downloaders will know that all the good shows have now had their season finales in the US: Lost, Heroes, Grey’s etc are all on the summer break
Also on this list is House MD (or just House as everyone calls it).
The first half of season three was brilliant, with the awesome House vs The Asshole Cop storyline, and the realisation that House is a lying, cheating addict and all his colleagues are what the addiction world calls enablers.
But the second half of the series was decidedly meh. Without revealing too much, I will just say that it's more focussed on the individual episodes stories than the series-long relationships, and that what could have been a cool series finale, ended up being "Uh, was that it?"
I am, however, still in <3 with House (not Hugh Laurie, mind), and am looking forward to series four.
lolnats = teh happy friday!!!!!
oh hai lol that was teh funneh!!!
i can have 1 of ORLY with sum1 who looks like teh ORLY owl????
cheezburger in my belly
i made a witty comment but i eated it :( :( :(
Also, someone make a DO NOT WANT with a photo of Helen looking fierce.
A lot of parents give their kids those weird names with weird spellings because they are unique, which probably stems from the parents having to go through their school days known as Rebecca H and Chris A. This will never be a problem for little Jayneeshagh.
But here's something - in the age of Google, if you search for Jayneeshagh (and let's assume that she's only Jayneeshagh in the world), all the search results will be about her. It's all signal, no noise.
But imagine trying to Google a Jane Smith.
And who's to say that only made-up names are unique? My first name and surname are nothing out of the ordinary for New Zealand names, but I've never met anyone with that exact name. And, hey, I totally pwn the google results for my name!
It warms the cockles me heart that the number two song in Aotearoa is now "Buy You A Drank (Shawty Snappin')" by T-Pain featuring Yung Joc.
The people who got digital sales included in the top 40 need to be bawt a drank.
I'm not quite prepared to write off the blonde yet. The topic itself (local dating) is inherently interesting.
This morning I was thinking about what would make an interesting subject for a blog at the Herald, if dating tales didn't.
I realised that I'd be far more interested in an actual blog written by Joanna Hunkin about her life in general, including behind-the-scenes tales of working at a newspaper.
I don't mean this in the sense of gossip, but more as real, human stories. It might not be as sexy as a "single girl in the city" blog, but at least it would have something original to say.
There are only so many "Well, this is what singles in American movies and TV do. But, um, we don't seem to do that here" columns that BattB can write before the bottom of the barrel is hit.
I don't know what's worse, the original content or the reader feedback.
Most of the reader feedback seems to be coming from men.
My favourite is from "Adam", who reckons the latest column, "highlights what is wrong with our society, too many lesbians."
Too many lesbians?!
See, Candace Bushnell and Helen Fielding had heaps of female fans who read their columns and thought, "OMG! She's writing about me!!!"
Whereas "Blonde at the Bar" seems to be read by blokes who think "Phwoar! I'd like to teach her a thing or two."