Reliving past memories

There has been such an influx of snark online about all my old favourite books when I was in what they would now call the tween market. While I love reading the snark sites devoted to various series (the Baby-Sitters Club) or authors (Christopher Pike etc) I still feel that nostalgic twinge when I see the covers. As lame as it sounds, seeing the covers again, instantly reminds me of how I felt about the book, I immediately know whether it was one of my favourites and also what I was doing at that time. Books just don't hold that power over me anymore..maybe they will in time but for the moment they're a diversion; something to read while at my desk at work or on the train if I feel like avoiding people. I still love to read and do try to challenge myself instead of just grabbing the latest chick lit, but I can't imagine myself getting that nostalgic over the covers.

One of my favourite series which I bought from ebay at the beginning of the year was Pen Pals. This has outdated so much for so many reasons, not only the most obvious ones being no one receives letters anymore (but is this a good thing?).

Brownlow medal

I believe I started this blog while at uni when we all had to try it for a technology and enterprise unit, and I've pretty much forgot about it..anyway trying to be a more regular poster and the first thing I thought to write about was the brownlow medal count here in Australia.

For those who don't know it is for australian rules football (AFL) and is held the week before the grand final and basically celebrates the great players of the season and the winner gets the aforementioned brownlow medal based on votes during the seasons games as determined by the umpires.

Now in recent years the night has really become all about the WAGS (wives and girlfriends) of the players. It's their turn to dress up and have a night out after supporting their partners through the long season.

Now as you can imagine the fashions are sometimes interesting. It could be compared to any awards night in Hollywood with the A grade celebrities (your Rebecca Twigly with Carlton player Chris Judd) who are photographed from every angle and interviewed for 5 minutes. And then you have your B grade celebrities who are maybe trying to break into the market (acting in Hollywood, generally modelling or fashion at the Brownlows) who will wear low cut revealing outfits to make a memorable appearance.

Now I have a couple of problems with this ceremony. First it's become all about the girls - the guys basically show up in a bow tie and stand to the side while their girlfriend is interviewed the most, and the night is actually meant to be about the football.

Secondly, I heard a segment on the radio yesterday describing some of the fashions this year. Now apparently if you wear an outfit which is down to your bellybutton it is fine if you are slim. If you are not twig like, then the outfit is suddenly 'inappropriate' for your figure. Surely if an outfit is inappropriate on one person, a similar outfit is inappropriate again, your weight should not matter. But double standards prevail for women on a myraid of issues so I should not be surprised, but for some reason it really annoyed me yesterday.

RIP Heath

Going against what I set out to do, but I couldn't not say something about Heath. It's so tragic and sad, particularly as I am from and live in Perth where Heath lived until he was 16 and still has family here. One memory I have about Heath's film career was seeing 10 Things I hate about you, when I was about 16 at the cinemas in Midland and then driving past Guildford Grammar high school and thinking "That's where he grew up and now he's a hollywood star." At the time it seemed awe-inspiring, and this was back in 1999 when Perth didn't really produce many entertainers. And also I was a 16 year old with a bit of a crush.
Anyway, I digress. It's so sad, when I think of all the talented roles he would have taken on. At that time, he hadn't done a lot on the US but had done a terrific job in Two Hands. And since A Knights Tale, the rest is history. What can I say, I'm a bit in shock.

Why not?

Well being not very computer literate, I just wanted to comment on another blog and ended up with my own...and then thought why not? My comments are probaly less interesting than some of them out there but not too boring..I hope! So first post done and I think I'm the first person born on the 9th Feb from Australia on here so there you go!