I had a most wonderful entry planned. But then I started downloading programs and codecs. And I realized I don't have my html templates here. And everything and all. So there will be no videos today. Sometime soon I'm sure.

And now there's no time to write a proper entry. And no melancholic sigh about world peace. And no desire. No joyful noises.

Since this is a first class cooking show I did prepare something earlier:

"Man, I'm usually the first to stand up for Andrew when people criticize him. But sometimes... is it just me or is signmyguestbook working worse than ever since he started charging for it? The bloody flood control. Things timing out. That's why I had to get a new guestbook, my old one had so many entries that the database couldn't handle it or something. I've noticed that. The more entries a guestbook has the more often it times out when I try to sign it. There was a time when signmyguestbook was the best thing around. Now it's mediocre and not free. You do the math. Maybe I should look around for another one. I could deal with ads if the damn thing actually worked."

I wrote that yesterday when a guestbook timed out on me. Again. Heat it in the oven and make sure to sprinkle it with fairy dust.

Newlyweds with Jessica Simpson and Nick Lachooo is great. It's the best show ever. They should call it "The Simpsons", it's that good. I mean you have to love it. It's just so bizarre. I'm not sure wether it's depicting their real life or wether it's depicting their real life as imagined by a member of the insane clown posse on valium. It's just amazing and I'm telling you, fine literature doesn't come close. My favourite was the 98 Degrees gay coverband with Nick LeGay. Or LaGay. Take that Lachey!

This and that Anna Nicole Smith reality show has given me a newfound respect for celebrities.

A little quickfix, perfect for surprise dinner parties. Reheat it and let it simmer for optimum effect.

It is now weekend and I am most appreciative of that. I think we should all meditate on the importance of serenity. Or just, you know, go to bed or something. Whatever makes you happy, pappy.

I'm outa here. Later.

np: nothing