Greg for PM

I swear I did not put these on EVERY SINGLE TOILET DOOR at uni. Really. No it wasn't me. But the person who had this idea is definitely a legend.

Cheep Cheep!

Today I had one of those moments when you realise something bad about yourself. I realised that being part Viking and part Polish villager has its down side. From the Viking heritage, we have a desire to rape and pillage. From the Polish villager side, we have extreme thriftiness. So, I found myself pillaging a half-drunk bottle of white wine from the restaurant where we had a work dinner. It was a screw top, and it was there! I wasn't going to leave it there was I? They might just pour it down the drain!
I also realised that this was something more than an isolated incident. Once I took home half a blue cheese from a cheese platter the Scenic Hotel in Norton Summit because I wasn't going to leave it there was I? Ditto the half-eaten lamb chop (It was for the dog!!) the numerous barbeque sausages and the half used Melboure tram ticket that I might need one day even though I live 800 kilometres away.
I have expensive items of clothing that look shocking on me but I am not! going to give them away because I haven't worn them yet and maybe one day I'll be a size 10 again. I have books on queer theory that I know I am never going to read but I don't want to give them away. I re-use wrapping paper. And Christmas cards. And Christmas presents I didn't like last year, like candles. What's with candles!
At least I'm not like my grandmother yet. She'll be at an Op-shop and see a designer dress in her size and her favourite colour, that looks really good on, and she'll be like "two dollars! I'm not paying two dollars!"
No, I always go to three dollars for things like that.

The One Thing I Never Could Stomach about Southampton was All the Damn Vampires

I found this sentence on the web. It was about someone complaining about people in pubs playing live roleplay games. I agree. Don't they realise how silly they look?

Bad Beefcake.

In an office with 10 women (and one very quiet, unobtrusive man) it was only inevitable that the topic of beefcake would arise at lunchtime:

"Beefcake: often used to denote male sexual attractiveness stemming from physical build... The word can also be used for a (male)body or physique, a (male) sex symbol or more generally a man, and as an adjective meaning burly, muscular, manly, virile etc."

Wikipedia

Our only man, a visiting Associate Professor from Japan, needed to look up the word in his english/japanese electronic dictionary.

The only thing funnier than beefcake is bad beefcake. Bad beefcake is bad taste crush. Our workplace examples include: the badly facelifted Sly Stallone (for SHAME), the lovely balding Bruce Willis (never fall in love with a man called Bruce) and the just totally inexplicable... Storm Boy (although the Storm Boy fan was admittedly 12 at the time.) Not that I can talk obviously.

The beefcake theme just made me wonder if men, too, have a problem with bad woman beefcake. Do they ever sheepishly blush over their tuna salad and talk about the time they were in love with Amanda Vanstone? Do they have a few VBs and tell all their friends about how they secretly think Kerry Ann Kennerly is a bit of alright?

So I throw a challenge to everyone who ever reads this blog (yes, that's both of you)... what is your best example of bad beefcake love?

sorry, I forgot I had a blog

hmmm, I'm obviously very committed to this blogging business.

Unfortunately, the excitement of IR laws, young adult underemployment, ending capitalism and heated work discussions about beefcake was just too much for me.

My first inspiration for this blog was pretty lame, something like 10 things I hate about Christmas or 10 best cocktails for getting off one's tits at New Years. But lists (and I'm a Virgo and I do love lists, even if I don't believe whatsoever in astrology) are such a crap excuse for a blog.

So here's something even more lame than a list...

The majority of young adults do work full time. As with other areas of employment, participation in full time work is highly gendered with men having consistently greater access to full-time work: In 2005, 71.6 per cent of men aged 20-24 worked full time compared with 60.8 per cent of women. The gap is wider for workers in their late twenties and early thirties: in the 25-34 age range, 91.3 per cent of men worked full-time compared with only 65.2 per cent of women.

FULL-TIME EMPLOYEES(a): HOURS PREFERENCES(b)....

I think next blog's going to be about beefcake, and how beefcake doesn't count as a stationary item. Maybe even, how elderly yet somehow spunky ACTU personalities don't count as beefcake...