they say it's a sign of verility, non?

I rarely talk about celebrities on this blog, which is probably because like most bloggers I secretly (and sometimes not so secretly) see myself as my own little star. But today I'd like to talk about poor bald Britney Spears. I'm sure the news coverage in the states has been the same over here - Celeb on the verge of a nervous break down.

Now her fragile psyche aside (be they rumours or truth), girl looks good bald. Beneath all those extensions; blurred make-up and beer sweat it was easy to forget that Brit Brit is not just a spiralling pop star on her way down but a pretty face too. She is just so purrty. And I'm jealous. I've always wanted to shave my head, but am too vain, too scared, too, well, normal to go through with it. How amazing it must feel to be able to exfoliate your scalp, to let it see sun, to breathe - and to give your hair a whole new start.

Britney - I hope you get the help you need if you do indeed need help, but most of all I hope you enjoy that beautiful baldhead of yours while you can.

Spicy Ham wears a crisp blanket

I've just seen an ad for this lovely looking choice piece of meat - that is right, they are bringing back the Spam Fritter. A slab of spam battered and fried. I'd be interested in finding out why this no doubt light, healthy, all-natural, golden treat had to leave us and what genius decided that we were indeed a nation ready to embrace yet again this spam goodness.

Interestingly enough when I did a search for this photo on Spam Fritters, I found that it is also urban rhyming slang for Shitter.

Enough said.