The Weird and The Weirder

You know, there's some weird, wacky and wonderful things going on around us. Sit back, relax, and let's see if I can provide you with an overview of stuff so odd you probably think I'm making it up. But noooo, Mr and Mrs Newshound, this stuff's for real.

Last week Canada's media - and the Catholic Church establishment - was aghast that the Prime Minister, a protestant, attending the funeral mass for former Governor General Romeo LeBlanc, appeared to pocket his communion wafer. This story had legs for about a week until the PM dismissed the story as the lowest of the low in journalism in a news conference at Italy's G8. Too bad. It had all the makings of the next Dan Brown blockbuster.

The madness that is MJ refuses to quit. In a story titled "Jacko in the Box" The New York Post reported last week that while the Jackson family dithers over Michael's final resting place his body is temporarily parked in Motown record mogul Berry Gordy's crypt. He's right next to Sandra Dee's final resting place who starred in "Imitation of Life" in 1959 - a fitting epitaph for her temporary neighbour.

Meanwhile, AFP reports a recent study for Expedia.com indicates "pushy French are world's worst tourists". The study says the French are stingy when it comes to tipping and are down right rude. In an unrelated story AFP also reports a French woman was found after 11 days stranded in Spain's Pyrenees with nothing but a picnic to eat. The real story is no one would give her food or directions because she was so rude.

And finally, for those of you really wanting to keep abreast of current events, you'll be happy to learn that a financially strapped New Zealand porn entrepreneur intends to go ahead with his annual "Boobs on Bikes" parade this year in Auckland. The parade features topless female porn stars on the backs of Harley's. Not surprisingly the event encountered some stiff opposition from city council. Zoom. Zoom.

The Polka Dot Door

A long time ago, when I was 22, my first child was born. That kid grew up on a little Canadian kid's show called Polka Dot Door, produced by the TV Ontario network. And Dad, more often than not, sat through those shows with his little one. Nine or so years later when a brother, and a year after that when a sister came along number one son was moving on to Knight Rider and The Dukes of Hazzard. But there was a nice overlap where his siblings picked up where he had left off with Polka Dot Door. And Dad was right there to welcome them. So you're looking at a Polka Dot Door veteran. The show began in 1971 and ran to 1993. I didn't watch the full run but I did get in my fair share. The formula was pretty simple. A young male and female host, which seemed to change every week, sang songs, told stories, made crafts and generally did their best stimulate little brains. The show opened as follows... Imagination Day! Oh boy! ...

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I Am Charlie, I'm A Bore

Paris Hilton, Lindsay Lohan, Mel Gibson, Tom Cruise, Colin Farrel...you know the list, it goes on and on. The list of Hollywood hick-ups who not content to meltdown behind closed doors have to drag each and every detail out into the light of day and share it with all of us. Well, add Charlie Sheen to that luckless and lascivious list of losers. In the past few days he's been on every major media soapbox complaining abut how he's been treated and how he's misunderstood. Last night he spent an hour on ABC's 20/20 "in his own words". Charlie, you should have stuck to the script. "I have a highly evolved brain". You know I never did like that song by Helen Reddy in the 70s "I Am Woman". But I have to say the melody really leant itself well to a parody of Hollywood's latest flame-out, Charlie Sheen. Although I never thought I'd hear myself say this, my sincerest apologies to Helen Reddy. And now if you're ready (a little play on wor...

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