I apologize for my filthy hands, but I've just been using them to wash my face.

Updated Update: Ooh, it's evening now, and the fat snow is falling thickly, like feathers after a pillow fight between lingerie models. Can't wait for tomorrow!

Update: I walked down to the river just south of my apartment yesterday, and it was starting to freeze over. Here's a couple of pix:





(Note: these sunset photos were taken at about 1pm!!!)

At christmas time the Swedes are mad for candles. Someone even went to the trouble of lighting a whole row of candles along a highway:




To compete with B-Roq's posting of Sixxmixxes, I feel compelled to pull out the big guns.

Enjoy

38 meg, but well worth it. Perhaps only comparable to David Hasselhoff's work as Boner in Revenge of the Cheerleaders.

If you're having trouble following the dance moves, I can't recommend this instructional video highly enough. Make sure you wait until the music kicks in at 2 minutes. (I think it's Norwegian, which shouldn't surprise too many of you.)

A piece of trivia from IMDB about Dr Strangelove:

Peter Sellers was cast in four roles, but experienced problems when trying to develop a Texas accent for Major T. J. King Kong. After Sellers coincidentally broke his leg, Kubrick was forced to find another actor. Convinced that nobody could have acted the part as well as Sellers, Kubrick decided to cast someone who naturally fit the role. Remembering his work on the western One-Eyed Jacks (1961), Kubrick cast Slim Pickens as Kong, the gung-ho hick pilot determined to drop his bombs at any cost. Pickens was never shown the script nor told it was a black comedy; ordered by Kubrick to play it straight, he played the role as if it were a serious drama - with amusing results.

Now, am I the only person who suspects that Miranda Devine holds her position as "columnist" with the Sydney Morning Herald under a similar arrangement? Well, whatever the case, she's hilarious!