BEST WEEK EVER!

Okay, so youse probably have done nothing with your week. That's just the way it goes. You work, sleep, whatever, same old. This week, however I HUNG OUT WITH DURAN DURAN. Regular readers will know that this insane moment was about the biggest moment of my entire life, and I'll totally have photos here soonish.
Simon was, let's face it, a little odd and (oh dear) a little preoccupied with the laydeez, but I had a good ol' chat to Roger, and even recreated the "New Moon On Monday" dancing for him and we laughed at how bad the "Night Boat" video was. And Nick did not disappoint with his make-up. And John was lovely and told me I should get blonde streaks like him ... you know, for a man who had the best head of hair in pop for a very long time, I'm not so sure it's working for him ... and Andy, meanwhile, was all covered with sunglasses and hair. But we talked about his awesome Arena-era mullet!
Exclusive quote bit
Andy: We invented the mullet!
Not quite true, but ace! (Their mullets were "classy" mullets, mind you. They took the mullet from the trailer park to the marina.)
They even signed my Rio and The Reflex vinyl.* Well, Nick seems to have forgotten to sign The Reflex, damn him.

Zach!
Hey, not all titles can be witty, you know.

Anyhow, one of my heroes (I do say that a lot, don't I?) Zach Braff, of the rather ace Scrubs, has started his own blog to promote his filum Garden State, which he wrote and directed himself if-you-don't-mind, and even co-stars Natalie Portman. Well, you know, no aiming low then.
I love star blogs. Because so many blogs aren't about famous people, but star blogs, by their very nature, are. Which is, you know, way cool. (Oh dear) The fact that most stars who do blogs are the likes of Fred Durst and Courtney Love only makes this more delicious. Zach, however, has to make do with being a funny and insightful guy, rather than a drugged-out ranting fame whore. Each to their own.
Anyhow, he's coming to Australia to promote said movie soon, and I'm thinking he'd definitely be up for karaoke. Just as long as he understands that "Jessie's Girl" is mine. All mine.
Go to Zach Braff's Garden State Blog!

The Lost Boy

There are some things in one's life that make one really sad (one would be me, by the way). And one such thing (this time one, isn't me) is seeing poor old Corey Haim, one of my childhood heroes, selling his teeth and hair for cash.
Now anyone who has seen his E! True Hollywood Story would know that Corey is not in a good way these days. The words "train" and "wreck" come to mind. I mean, Corey Feldman has a giant ego, but he at least got off the schmack 15 years ago, can act, and has furniture in his house. The same cannot be said for the Haimster.
The other day I bought one of his little-seen filums, from 1997, called Demolition University on DVD. Hey, it was $2. It was really crap, and Corey had scary waxed eyebrows, but it still made me miss him.

Bring Back The Biff!

In theory, I probably shouldn't like Reg Reagan. Because, he's a comedy character based on a rugby player. You know, that should ring an alarm bell for anyone.
But instead, I think he is tops.
Maybe it's because I agree that rugby would be a lot more interesting if there was more biff. Seeing as I actually deplore violence and wish boxing was outlawed, this may seem an odd thing to say, but the whole point of boxing is to punch someone in the head - where as, if, while playing a ball game, a few punches were thrown, a few teeth hit the grass, a bit of blood splattered the jerseys, well, what are you to do?
Exactly.
The main - nay only - prob with Reg is that he appears on The Footy Show and one has to endure the likes of Fatty and The Chief to see him (and his equally amusing and under-used friend Trent The Flight Steward). But that's the kind of thing I'm willing to do for him. (Sterlo, like Matty Johns, is ace)
Lucky then, that he now has both a DVD and book out, so others less brave can still enjoy the Biff.

Stars Say The Darndest Things
Once upon a time there was an ace magazine that had an equally ace section in which the amusing musings of celebs were listed on a monthly basis so that we could chuckle at either the profundity or inanity of the people our society chooses to give a soapbox just because they bring the pretty (be it physical or artistical or whatever).
Anywho, I have decided to steal it back for this website. Because I can. And I am ace!

"The cranberry juice here is fucking awesome!"
- Chad Michael Murray on Australia.

"Justin Timberlake announced that contrary to reports, he will not be able to appear in the movie version of Rent. Meanwhile, the other former members of *NSYNC announced that contrary to reports, they will not be able to pay their rent."
- Conan O'Brien laments the loss of the premiere boyband.

"It's a 12-hour test, and it's harder than people think. No one in our family's got their high school diploma, so I might as well be the first."
- Jack Osbourne on - finally - sitting his exams. Bless him.

"It was like cooking dinner for 12 while painting the living room and building a garage. And it all has to be done by midnight."
- the afore mentioned Zach Braff on multi-tasking with Garden State.

"Y'all don't want me to be the president of the United States. Trust me."
- P. Diddy is, like, sooo right!

Say What? with Scott
You know, while I am at it, I am also stealing back Say What? with Scott, because, damn it, it's named after me. This exciting column featured hilarious mis-heard lyrics of popular songs from the "hit parade" and what not. Thankfully I can now cut out the middle man and share my own hilarious incorrect interpretations of lyrics.
This week:
"Flashdance (What A Feeling!)" by Irene Cara
What I thought she was singing:
Take your pants off/And make it happen
What she was actually singing:
Take you passion/And make it happen
Mine was better.

'Til my next Durantastic instalment, au revoir!
*Thanks Carolyn!