Baby Cute, Baby Beautiful

I've had a few e-mail requests lately from very enthusiastic parents requesting me to vote for their babies in some random online contest or other called "Cutest Baby" or "Most Beautiful Baby" or something like that. I, of scathing-email-in-response-to-spam-forwards fame, haven't replied telling them what I really think of their request.

Here's where I stand. I know you think your baby is cute (such an abused word!) and beautiful and cuddly, and you are most probably right and I will most probably agree with you. Trouble is, so does everybody else entering their babies in the competition. So, the way I see it, when I vote for your baby, I'm saying I think the other babies are less cute (God, I hate that word!), which is not true.

Honestly, to persons other than family, babies looks like babies. Nice and soft and little and amusing. Not one cuter (kill me now!) than the other. Some of you might say I hold this view because I haven't yet met an ugly baby and you may be right; but I really don't think pitting the little persons against each other in a contest of appearance really proves anything or is even entertaining in any way. So the next time you enter your baby into a contest, leave me out of the vote petition list please. I'd rather not have an opinion in the matter.

Under the Over

I (foolishly) thought that I was the only one in the Universe who had given much thought to the subject of the appropriate way to hang a roll of toilet tissue, but as it turns out, there have been many before me (Treehugger) and it looks like there will be several after! They even get quite judgmental about it going as far as calling one method Good and the other Bad. Who would've thought?! In my book, I agree with the Treehugger people, and it does bother my soul when Dot puts the roll on the Bad way. Naughty Dot.

So, which way do you roll?

Over or Under?
	Over
	Under
	Don't really give a s#%t
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Back in Business

I've been M.I.A. because of a combination of being busy and being out of sorts. Not an excuse at all, but a reason nevertheless. Normal programming resumes now.

Truth

"There's no such thing as a winnable war.
It's a lie we don't believe any more."
--- from Russians by Sting

Thanks, but no thanks.

I have always wondered what gain is achieved by politicians/leaders resigning just after a crisis.

It seems like the easy way out - fail miserably at the job you've been entrusted with, and then when we need to ask you questions about how we ended up in a mess, make loud proclamations of condemnation and outrage, and then announce your resignation, attempting to accrue mileage by looking like a martyr for the cause. Easily done. You won't have to defend your actions or be held responsible.

I'd rather they stayed all in their posts and were hauled over the coals appropriately.

It's all about getting your kit off

Here are some of the shows on primetime free-to-air British telly that have to do with either going starkers or doing it on camera:

How to Look Good Naked
Miss Naked Beauty
Dawn Gets Naked
Embarassing Illnesses/Bodies
21st Century Girls' Guide to Sex
Sexcetera
Sextastic
Porn: A Family Business
How to Have Sex After Marriage
Trinny and Susannah Undress the Nation

It's not like we're complaining.