
Who will the next James Bond be? Tom Hanks. It makes so much sense. He wouldn’t even have to show up to film the trailer.
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Who will the next James Bond be? Tom Hanks. It makes so much sense. He wouldn’t even have to show up to film the trailer.
To help get us excited about Battlestar Galactica's return here's a really strange collection of bloopers and gags from the set including my favorite moment: A speech by George Bush where he says that unlike him the Cylons have a plan.
Now I know good and well that they discarded ten correct answers for every clip they included, but whats left is funny. I would not have made the final cut, because I know (and have an opinion on) every question they asked. And I can’t believe everyone in Texas follows Bush so blindly!

Call Centers get kudos or raspberries. Check the ten best list to see who they are and make a mental note of it, but read the ten worst for the horror stories. Have you heard about the woman who complained about her billing and then got mail addressed to “Bitch Dog”? Or the guy who had to threaten murder to get his service disconnected? And which company asks for your social security number before they will speak to you? Outsourcing and automation aren’t the problem, its the people who design and implement the systems. What companies have you had the best and worst luck getting call center service from?
In the last week, it's been suggested that the venerable Morrisey will be writing Britain's entry into the 2007 Eurovision Song Contest.
For those of you in the US, Eurovision is a Europe-wide song contest that's been taking place annually since 1956, and is both loved and derided for the acts representing each country every year. The 70s were a particulaly high (low?) point in terms of truly awful manufactured pop music, and it's become an instituion, a bit like the Auntie who farts at family reunions. It also has it's fanatical followers (one user alone has uploaded over 800 Eurovision clips to YouTube), and I have to admit to an extensive Eurovision playlist on my iPod.
So, the following is a collection of personal favorites from my formative years, disguised as a "Where Are They Now". It's my blog, I can ruin it if I want to.