Archiv für August 2009

It’s time again to give some prizes away for outstanding television somethings. Michael Muhney has got big plans for this year. He thinks of getting to the EMMYs by bike.

That could have been some scandalous act if you would be more popular than Michael. But if even 70s tv stars don’t know whou you are, your potential to arrange a scandal’s not very high.

So let’s face it: Those really displeasing acts nowadays are much more down-to-earth:

Carice van Houten geht gut gelaunt zu einem Vorsprechen. Bis sie merkt, dass das Vorsprechen nicht für einen richtigen Film, sondern für ein Online-Ding gedacht ist…

Und für alle, die des Niederländischen nicht so mächtig sind, sei gesagt: Sie macht deutlich, dass ihr das Ganze, das sie ordentlich Zeit gekostet hat, nicht passt. Seeeeeehr deutlich.

Right about now I’m talking about Too much information tweets for exactly one year. Some of them were curious, some extraordinary, some funny and some irritating. But in any case: It’s still a topic, so we go on with out tiny project.

This week’s tweet is a one we haven’t had before. It’s because it’s hard to tell what is the information that is too much. And maybe there’s no such information in reality.

The topic in general is: The essence of women. That’s somehow the thing Brynne is talking about in yesterday’s morning hours:

So for some the essence might be a kind of feeling after man an woman come together. For others it’s a biological reassurence of a specific function of the female body. The horrible thing for guys is: It could be a third alternative we just have no tiny clue of.

This leaves us in thinking there’s too much information in this tweet, although we don’t know what exactly or if there’s something like that at all.

But we’reapproximate that mystery, girls, we reallly are…

New kids on the Block are back, at least on twitter.

The funny thing I always had in mind with stars is: What do they do when their time is over? What happens to boy bands as they’re not boys any longer. Do they come up with different topics to try to be respected in other aspects than making girls scream?

I constantly meet people that don’t believe me when I tell them that we used to dance to songs of Mark Wahlberg, formerly known as Marky Mark. He clearly made it to turn from a teenie star to a serious actor.

And as you can’t go down that road you keep on putting things into twitter that don’t fit into your songs: