SPINACH DATES FOR LUSHES

I can't believe I almost forgot two important dates. Today is Miss Kylie Minogue's 39th birthday and thanks to the wonders of cosmetic surgery and copious amounts of botulism she looks like a 39 year old porcelain doll who can only move her eyes slightly and round her mouth - every other facial tick has been removed. Happy birthday Kylie and those new leaked tracks online aren't too shabby either!

The other important date happened a few weeks ago when it came to pass that I had been updating this blog for 3 years - a mighty feat for someone who is renowned for starting something and not finishing but a blog is like a blowjob - you have to work to get results. I like to think I've produced some camp nonsense that I love so much and hopefully given some readers a renewed interest in some long forgotten classics both on TV and on film.

I spent most of the weekend drunk as a skunk. I definitely hadn't learned my lessons of jean ripping from Thursday night and although no more garments met a sticky end this weekend, I thought I could have sunk the Titanic a few times with all the vodka I drank. Now I'm no lush but even Sue Ellen would have been getting a run for her money had she gone drink for drink with me. So today has been a detox with water only and I even did a Popeye and had some spinach. How long this will last I don't know but I've been pissing like a racehorse all day.

Dreamgirls was released on DVD today and I watched all the backstage extras - a 2 hour documentary was the piece de resistance and it gets me working up my showdance steps - hence why I almost put on a long afro wig, stuck on my Swarovski crystal enhanced eyelashes and dragged it up to One Night Only. I found some self control and just ate my spinach.