Why Would You?

“Sex Clinic” on Prime is a reality show filmed in a, wait for it, sex clinic.
Why would you agree to go on it? Getting your bits out and letting the world know what’s up with them and why.
Having said that, can’t look away.


Natural Glow

Today while at lunch we spotted NZ celeb – star of many infomercials for Natural Glow and Thin Lizzy make-up (no affiliation to the band…); queen of party dance songs of the late 90s (Blue Monkey); TV presenter and pioneer of energy drinks – Ms Suzanne Paul.
Everyone loves Suzanne, she’s been bankrupted and bounced back. Her cheerful, bubbly, personality is a delight. Apparently I squealed when it was pointed out she was in the mall today.
It is true. Suzanne is an NZ treasure.

My post to my sister on Facebook bragging about this pic generated a number of comments between she and her Primary School best friend as they remembered Blue Monkey’s impact on their lives…watch it for yourselves and make some memories. http://youtu.be/NOUE41RjU7o

(Special mention to Shanny for taking the photo and Loi for spotting Suzanne).

Armageddon Sunday

Because I am too lazy to get up from the warm lounge and venture into the chilly study to empty the photos from my camera; please accept this one of Lumpy Space Princess.
Armageddon is a comic/sci-fi/pop culture convention (NZ’s Comicon). Pigalinas didn’t stay long this year, mainly hitting up the stalls. We are now the proud guardians of Lumpy Space Princess who came with our Adventure Time DVDs. People will also now know that I am the Hand of the King and a supporter of Katniss Everdeen thanks to my new ($6!) brooches. I had hoped to meet Colin Baker of “I’m a Celebrity get me out of here” fame (he was also on some show called “Dr Who”) but timed it wrong.

Pigalinas Watching TV

Episode one of The Goldbergs. Mr Pigalina tries to work out who the narrator is:

Mr Pigalina: “Fat one…90210…”
Pigalina: “Erm, Ian Ziering?….”
MP: “No”
P (thinking of any 90s TV show – which by the way she was not allowed to watch due to Mummy Pigalina’s strict TV policy – if it looked like fornication then Pigalina was not watching it! (This included sitcom Friends)): “Party of Five?… Dawson’s Creek?…”
MP: “Noooo, looks like they live in a Hollywood hotel, except it’s not a hotel.”
P: “Melrose Place!”
MP: “YES!”
P: “Desperate Housewives? [Brie] Heather Locklear?”. (We were trying to guess a man so who knows what’s going on here?…)
MP: “No, not Brie, not Heather Locklear, Melrose Place!”
P: “I never watched Melrose Place!”
MP: “OK, so in this (The Goldbergs) they are using the same house they used on Alf.”
P: “Did they?!”
MP: “I dunno, probably. So you’ve got the fat one, married to hot one off Melrose Place.”
P: “She (mum off Goldbergs)’s not off Melrose Place!”
MP: “No, that’s what I’m trying to think of! That show…”
P: “So not what we’re watching?”
MP: “Noooo, irrelevant – In Melrose Place she’s dating baby face guy…I think his name was Shaun…”
P: [Illegible]
MP: “No, think of a show in the Alf house, probably the same house as Tim Allen – not “Tool Time”. Y’know, help me out.”
P: “OK. Alf.”
MP: “So, they’re off a show where we’ve always said the guy that looks like he’s from Blues Brothers would never be married to that lady…”
P: “According to Jim!”
MP: “The brother!”
P: “The blonde one!”
MP: “Yeah, fat blonde one. Sounds like him…”
P: “I’m gonna IMDB it.”
MP: “DO IT!”
P: “Narrator!… Patton Oswalt…”
MP: “I dunno who that is!”
P: “Umm…”
MP: “Show me a pic… Not the guy I was thinking of.”


After two nights of a tickly throat and runny nose enough was enough and I spent the day at home. Slept until lunchtime with a brief breakfast interlude, then spent the day on the sofa watching terrible rom-coms (I Hate Valentines Day) and reality shows.