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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAGSXY-fSp7ImA9WxVWEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366</id><updated>2009-02-21T17:45:28.855+11:00</updated><title>Culture Strain</title><subtitle type="html">Australian popular culture: now, in blog form!</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1021</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="culturestrain" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/CultureStrain" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="culturestrain" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08NSXY-cCp7ImA9WxdVEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-671872556708198693</id><published>2008-07-14T13:21:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T13:24:58.858+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-14T13:24:58.858+10:00</app:edited><title>The "N" on his crotch is particularly offputting</title><content type="html">Dragging Culture Strain out of semi-retirement because &lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/dailytelegraph/story/0,22049,24013405-5006002,00.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; cannot go unmocked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v371/findsam/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nikkigay.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v371/findsam/nikkigay.jpg" alt="Zero percent sexy" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously: what the fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-671872556708198693.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/671872556708198693?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/671872556708198693?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/07/n-on-his-crotch-is-particularly.html" title="The &quot;N&quot; on his crotch is particularly offputting" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AFRn0ycSp7ImA9WxdRGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-5078669275128125803</id><published>2008-06-07T11:13:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:21:57.399+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-07T11:21:57.399+10:00</app:edited><title>The dearth of Culture Strain</title><content type="html">So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't one of those "I'm switching off my blog for good"-type posts that everyone seems to be making lately; rather it's a note to let all y'all know that I am well aware Culture Strain has recently experienced what might be termed a "dry patch". This may or may not continue - on the one hand I'm keeping busy with &lt;a href="http://tvjunior.wordpress.com/"&gt;my other blog&lt;/a&gt;, but on the &lt;i&gt;other&lt;/i&gt; hand, there are plenty of things about Australia that irritate me and may be worthy of an amusing post (for example, the continuing earnestness of Kevin Rudd's supporters, like, get over him already please).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still plenty of folks who come here daily even though it's been a long time between updates, which is awesome. You guys rock. I advise you to add Culture Strain to your RSS reader of choice (and if you don't know what an RSS reader is: seriously, it's 2008 now. Try to keep up) to keep abreast of whatever updates are made here. In the meantime, I'm blogging about my television obsession at my aforementioned other blog, &lt;a href="http://tvjunior.wordpress.com/"&gt;TV Junior&lt;/a&gt;, so you can catch me there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-5078669275128125803.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/5078669275128125803?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/5078669275128125803?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/06/dearth-of-culture-strain.html" title="The dearth of Culture Strain" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08HRHs7eip7ImA9WxZaFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-3640594576385776431</id><published>2008-05-02T09:49:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:50:35.502+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-02T09:50:35.502+10:00</app:edited><title>Worst. EVER.</title><content type="html">Anyone who pays money for &lt;a href="http://www.inthemix.com.au/broadband/fm/37631/Corey_Worthington_Fight_For_Your_Right_leaked_to_inthemix"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; travesty of music deserves instant death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-3640594576385776431.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/3640594576385776431?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/3640594576385776431?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/05/worst-ever.html" title="Worst. EVER." /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8ER3k5fip7ImA9WxZaFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-413834827416434350</id><published>2008-04-29T22:03:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:06:46.726+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-29T22:06:46.726+10:00</app:edited><title>GHB = Gay, Homo, um, Buggerer</title><content type="html">Well, I don't know about you, but I believe poor Todd McKenny one hundred percent when he says &lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/dailytelegraph/story/0,22049,23614029-5001021,00.html"&gt;his drink was spiked with GHB&lt;/a&gt; hours before he was discovered unconscious in a Sydney park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witnesses alleged they saw him off his tits at a dance party the previous night. Fie on them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink-spiking is not a laughing matter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-413834827416434350.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/413834827416434350?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/413834827416434350?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/ghb-gay-homo-um-buggerer.html" title="GHB = Gay, Homo, um, Buggerer" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQBRX8-cSp7ImA9WxZbGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-5099233280538570346</id><published>2008-04-23T13:58:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T14:02:34.159+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-23T14:02:34.159+10:00</app:edited><title>Vanessa Amorosi apparently much uglier than we first suspected</title><content type="html">It's not surprising that this pic of Vanessa Amorosi has been photoshopped:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v371/findsam/vanessaphotoshop.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's surprising is the &lt;I&gt;extent&lt;/I&gt; of the photoshopping. My vast network of spies tell me that a team of image-editing pros spent &lt;I&gt;four days&lt;/I&gt; retouching this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-5099233280538570346.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/5099233280538570346?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/5099233280538570346?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/vanessa-amorosi-apparently-much-uglier.html" title="Vanessa Amorosi apparently much uglier than we first suspected" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYFRXg7fCp7ImA9WxZbGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-2939254033054622187</id><published>2008-04-23T12:49:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T13:58:34.604+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-23T13:58:34.604+10:00</app:edited><title>Ian Thorpe makes the jokes too easy</title><content type="html">Ian Thorpe will be one of the people &lt;a href="http://www.smh.com.au/news/beijing2008/am-i-worried-no-says-thorpe-on-relay/2008/04/23/1208742999906.html"&gt;carrying the Olympic torch&lt;/a&gt; through Australia; I'll leave you to make your own "flamer" joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-2939254033054622187.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/2939254033054622187?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/2939254033054622187?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/ian-thorpe-makes-jokes-too-easy.html" title="Ian Thorpe makes the jokes too easy" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIBQH44fyp7ImA9WxZbF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-4430029088329684692</id><published>2008-04-21T16:58:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T17:22:31.037+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-21T17:22:31.037+10:00</app:edited><title>An insight into the disturbed workings of my mind</title><content type="html">I can't help but feel a little sorry for &lt;a href="http://www.smh.com.au/articles/2008/04/21/1208629780725.html"&gt;Nick D'Arcy&lt;/a&gt;. I mean, I know he's prone to violence and all, but I'm inclined to be sympathetic towards anyone who looks good in a speedo. For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v371/findsam/hitler-in-speedos.jpg" border="0" title="Best Photoshop ever!"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so evil now, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-4430029088329684692.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/4430029088329684692?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/4430029088329684692?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/insight-into-disturbed-workings-of-my.html" title="An insight into the disturbed workings of my mind" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUBSX8yfyp7ImA9WxZbFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-3078581408717858735</id><published>2008-04-20T21:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T21:17:38.197+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-20T21:17:38.197+10:00</app:edited><title>So now that it's all over...</title><content type="html">... what was the point of the 2020 Summit, again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-3078581408717858735.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/3078581408717858735?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/3078581408717858735?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-now-that-its-all-over.html" title="So now that it's all over..." /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEGSX4zfip7ImA9WxZbE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-4380020171400308433</id><published>2008-04-16T22:53:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T22:57:08.086+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-16T22:57:08.086+10:00</app:edited><title>"Aww, a soiled wig"</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTjyaeQAIJs/SAX217cC7NI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/hOXdb5JJjU0/s400/petemurray.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is one &lt;I&gt;tight&lt;/I&gt; shirt Pete Murray's squeezed himself into in his latest clip. I want to snark, and yet I... muscles... the tightness... so very tight... Goddammit, sometimes I hate being so superficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, seriously, he might have a ridiculously broad chest, but he also has ri&lt;I&gt;dic&lt;/I&gt;ulous hair. Pete, when you find a soiled clown wig in a dumpster out the back of your recording studio, social convention dictates that you &lt;I&gt;don't wear it&lt;/I&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-4380020171400308433.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/4380020171400308433?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/4380020171400308433?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/aww-soiled-wig.html" title="&quot;Aww, a soiled wig&quot;" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTjyaeQAIJs/SAX217cC7NI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/hOXdb5JJjU0/s72-c/petemurray.jpg" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EFR347cSp7ImA9WxZbEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-4208165159344766141</id><published>2008-04-15T19:22:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T19:26:56.009+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-15T19:26:56.009+10:00</app:edited><title>Fact: the plural of "governor-general" is "governors-general". And now you know!</title><content type="html">Could all the people who are in transports of joy over the news that Rudd has appointed a female governor-general please settle down? I don't mean to burst your feminist bubble, but folks, we've had a woman head of state for years. She's called the Queen. Now get yerself back to the kitchen, wimmin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-4208165159344766141.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/4208165159344766141?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/4208165159344766141?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/fact-plural-of-governor-general-is.html" title="Fact: the plural of &quot;governor-general&quot; is &quot;governors-general&quot;. And now you know!" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04EQHo-fip7ImA9WxZbEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-3375776337693075025</id><published>2008-04-14T20:38:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:45:01.456+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-14T20:45:01.456+10:00</app:edited><title>Ignat... what?</title><content type="html">Dear Cate Blanchett,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love you. I think you are glamorous and beautiful and talented, and you seem like you'd be an interesting person in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know you have a history of giving your spawn names that might be considered "unusual" by some. Your first kid is called Dashiell; your second kid is called Roman. That's fine - so not as you're not twisted the spelling bogan-style, unusual kiddie names totally work. Especially when they are bequeathed by glamorous and beautiful and talented people like yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. &lt;I&gt;But&lt;/I&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20189928,00.html"&gt;Ignatius&lt;/a&gt;"? &lt;I&gt;Really&lt;/I&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-3375776337693075025.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/3375776337693075025?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/3375776337693075025?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/ignat-what.html" title="Ignat... what?" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUEQnszfCp7ImA9WxZbEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-5063943399416867740</id><published>2008-04-13T23:24:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T23:26:43.584+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-13T23:26:43.584+10:00</app:edited><title>Announcement</title><content type="html">Y'all, I have &lt;a href="http://tvjunior.wordpress.com/"&gt;a new blog&lt;/a&gt;. But fear not: Culture Strain is not dead. Just more...  culture-y. Or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS, WordPress is way prettier than Blogger. It's like graduating to blog high school.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-5063943399416867740.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/5063943399416867740?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/5063943399416867740?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/announcement.html" title="Announcement" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8HQH8-fyp7ImA9WxZbEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-2847729528291757952</id><published>2008-04-13T21:37:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T21:40:31.157+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-13T21:40:31.157+10:00</app:edited><title>Ads I Hate</title><content type="html">Why is the Natural Confectionery Company STILL running the ad where the three scrags sit around reminiscing about past loves while eating lollies. "SEBASTIAN!" You know the one. Look, this ad sucked when it was first rolled out circa 2003. &lt;I&gt;It still sucks&lt;/I&gt;. It's time to let this one go, guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Sebastians, I'm told that Guy Sebastian got married this weekend, so that loud explosion you heard last night was probably the sound of him finally popping his cherry. (Because good Christians &lt;I&gt;never&lt;/I&gt; cheat God and have sex before their wedding night.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-2847729528291757952.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/2847729528291757952?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/2847729528291757952?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/ads-i-hate.html" title="Ads I Hate" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8FRXkyeCp7ImA9WxZbEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-4918452255283814905</id><published>2008-04-13T20:47:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T20:50:14.790+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-13T20:50:14.790+10:00</app:edited><title>How embarrassing</title><content type="html">Remember that "funny Eastern-European chick sings 'Ken Lee' on &lt;I&gt;Bulgarian Idol&lt;/I&gt;" YouTube clip that went viral about six weeks ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well, Pete Helliar featured it on his "PeteSpace" segment on Rove tonight. How. Embarrassing. (But also kind of fitting, given that "PeteSpace itself is also a lame and dated joke.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-4918452255283814905.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/4918452255283814905?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/4918452255283814905?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-embarrassing.html" title="How embarrassing" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QAQX8zeCp7ImA9WxZbEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-222909618871500201</id><published>2008-04-13T15:39:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T15:42:20.180+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-13T15:42:20.180+10:00</app:edited><title>This one's just too easy</title><content type="html">This is old news, but I just found out: Anthony Callea has been cast as a munchkin in the Australian version of &lt;i&gt;Wicked&lt;/i&gt;. Cue obvious jokes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-222909618871500201.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/222909618871500201?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/222909618871500201?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-ones-just-too-easy.html" title="This one's just too easy" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMGRXg5eyp7ImA9WxZUGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-5131446672376375847</id><published>2008-04-10T18:31:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T00:17:04.623+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-12T00:17:04.623+10:00</app:edited><title>Yeah, I wanna dance with Sumbati! I wanna feel the heat with Sumbati! Yeah, I wanna dance with Sumbati! With Sumbati who loves me!</title><content type="html">CS object of derision Anthony Sumbati is still &lt;a href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-and-speaking-of-fatties-anthony.html"&gt;enormously fat&lt;/a&gt;. In fact the only thing larger than his vast gut is his debt: according to &lt;a href="http://aca.ninemsn.com.au/"&gt;tonight's &lt;i&gt;A Current Affair&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he owes several parties (including a bunch of hot young things, for some reason) many thousands of dollars. Fat people are &lt;I&gt;so&lt;/I&gt; dishonest, you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: the video is &lt;a href="http://ninemsn.video.msn.com/v/en-au/v.htm?f=39&amp;g=B7BF71D1-AE5C-4AB1-B858-CE548B593AE7&amp;p=aunews_auaca&amp;t=m164&amp;mediaid=126425"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-5131446672376375847.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/5131446672376375847?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/5131446672376375847?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/yeah-i-wanna-dance-with-sumbati-i-wanna.html" title="Yeah, I wanna dance with Sumbati! I wanna feel the heat with Sumbati! Yeah, I wanna dance with Sumbati! With Sumbati who loves me!" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AGQnY9cCp7ImA9WxZUGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-7008816929591372788</id><published>2008-04-10T14:25:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T14:28:43.868+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-10T14:28:43.868+10:00</app:edited><title>Australia's most rockin' band</title><content type="html">I wouldn't usually post something that was forwarded to me by email, but this landed in my inbox with the title "My new favourite band" and proved too good to pass up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTjyaeQAIJs/R_2XDCCjT-I/AAAAAAAAAQs/d6nq4WoouFI/s1600-h/Thwaites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTjyaeQAIJs/R_2XDCCjT-I/AAAAAAAAAQs/d6nq4WoouFI/s400/Thwaites.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187468424143654882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLZ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-7008816929591372788.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/7008816929591372788?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/7008816929591372788?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/australias-most-rockin-band.html" title="Australia's most rockin' band" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTjyaeQAIJs/R_2XDCCjT-I/AAAAAAAAAQs/d6nq4WoouFI/s72-c/Thwaites.jpg" height="72" width="72" /></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IFRnw7fCp7ImA9WxZUF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-1025645080232678625</id><published>2008-04-09T11:42:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T11:45:17.204+10:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-09T11:45:17.204+10:00</app:edited><title>Surfies are so lazy, especially when they're movie stars</title><content type="html">Do Hugh Jackman and &lt;a href="http://jezebel.com/376985/dear-liev-am-i-hallucinating-or-are-you-happy-to-see-me"&gt;Liev Schreiber&lt;/a&gt; do anything but surf at Bondi Beach? I swear that every day there's new pics of them splashing arouhd in the waves, wetsuits half unzipped. Aren't they meant to be shooting a movie or something?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-1025645080232678625.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/1025645080232678625?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/1025645080232678625?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/surfies-are-so-lazy-especially-when.html" title="Surfies are so lazy, especially when they're movie stars" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8ER3c4eip7ImA9WxZUE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-1679984008435813688</id><published>2008-04-05T17:08:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T21:20:06.932+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-05T21:20:06.932+11:00</app:edited><title>Gals in music!</title><content type="html">&lt;li&gt;Even though I mocked Delta &lt;a href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/fashion-mistakes-101.html"&gt;the other day&lt;/a&gt;, I actually think she is stunningly beautiful, and I kind of love her. I think we could be friends, and drink revoltingly sweet cocktails and have dirty conversations together about the size of Bryan's dick, and he'd tolerate me because I'm Delta's bestie but secretly he hates me and bitches about me to his mates in Westlife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fantasy is inspired solely by the clip for her latest song. She looks so cheery! She loves her stupid fans!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OmB0sjkvoC8&amp;rel=0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OmB0sjkvoC8&amp;rel=0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ricki Lee's cans look ENORMOUS in her latest clip. She has complete fuck-off boobs. They are at once scary and glorious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mf9MGY7ihe0&amp;rel=0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mf9MGY7ihe0&amp;rel=0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, one of the faggy-looking dancers is kinda hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I thought I would hate Gabriella Cilmi, a 16-year-old newcomer who has some new song out about a boy she likes (or something. That's the sort of stuff teenage girls sing about, right?). It's pretty obvious her image is a bit of an Amy Winehouse rip-off, without the whole "crazy crackhead" thing, I mean, and yet she seems pretty cool. However, I reserve the right to start hating her if she turns out to be a huge slag. But her song is kinda cool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hg0Redd5-00&amp;rel=0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hg0Redd5-00&amp;rel=0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-1679984008435813688.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/1679984008435813688?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/1679984008435813688?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/gals-in-music.html" title="Gals in music!" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QCSX48fCp7ImA9WxZUEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-3681921646927850345</id><published>2008-04-04T09:19:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T09:22:48.074+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-04T09:22:48.074+11:00</app:edited><title>Culture Strain mocks Bindi, #190,113</title><content type="html">&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;img border="1" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v371/findsam/bindidoll.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" title="At least they got the hair right"&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAHHHH NOOOOO THE HORROR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-3681921646927850345.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/3681921646927850345?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/3681921646927850345?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/culture-strain-mocks-bindi-190113.html" title="Culture Strain mocks Bindi, #190,113" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQCSH4_cSp7ImA9WxZUEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-4034292136102146322</id><published>2008-04-02T08:43:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T08:46:09.049+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-02T08:46:09.049+11:00</app:edited><title>Fashion Mistakes 101</title><content type="html">Dear Delta,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v371/findsam/wtfdelta.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-4034292136102146322.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/4034292136102146322?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/4034292136102146322?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/fashion-mistakes-101.html" title="Fashion Mistakes 101" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQCR3g8fyp7ImA9WxZUEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-7196607015732338192</id><published>2008-04-01T23:32:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T23:36:06.677+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-01T23:36:06.677+11:00</app:edited><title>Stuff that is no longer funny</title><content type="html">So there's some comedy festival happening down in Melbourne at the moment (you may have heard something about it), and one of the comedians who's come out for said festival is a chap called David O'Doherty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll know him best for that &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/url?sa=t&amp;ct=res&amp;cd=1&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DPz4f_e02RFM&amp;ei=CyvyR7G3FaG4iAHXoKiFAQ&amp;usg=AFQjCNGVjjAZU926mcvaGn5s0-Eq_ilqUQ&amp;sig2=d4oXjoF08JvFgLWB2fQoEw"&gt;'Very Mild Superpowers'&lt;/a&gt; song he does. I reckon I first heard him perform this song back in 2006. &lt;I&gt;And he's still performing it&lt;/I&gt;. Aren't comics meant to, like, think up new jokes every now and then? Like, sure, I can understand that you might be tempted to stick with a good thing - but surely a joke on the international comedy circuit only has a lifespan of about a year before you're repeating yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion: find some new jokes, David O'Doherty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-7196607015732338192.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/7196607015732338192?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/7196607015732338192?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/stuff-that-is-no-longer-funny.html" title="Stuff that is no longer funny" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIEQXw6eip7ImA9WxZUEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-3068148804410999075</id><published>2008-04-01T18:50:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T20:01:40.212+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-04-01T20:01:40.212+11:00</app:edited><title>Yet more things for emos to cry about</title><content type="html">Apparently (according to the mass media), emos are out and &lt;a href="http://www.smh.com.au/articles/2008/03/29/1206207488553.html"&gt;Scene kids are in&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img width="400" height="266" border="1" src="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2008/03/29/scene_wideweb__470x313,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above you can see some of these "Scene kids", decked out in their brightly coloured attire and ridiculous accessories and surly-yet-aloof expressions. Oh, aren't they just little darlings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is my favourite quote from the Scene kids:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"We hate Supre and Jay Jays because it's all mass-produced stuff, because everyone ends up with the same stuff, which is pretty lame."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, because you'd hate to end up stuck in a conformist trend, right? (I heart oblivious irony.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are these Scene kids the ones buying up all the fluoro shirts from Supre?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-3068148804410999075.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/3068148804410999075?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/3068148804410999075?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/04/yet-more-things-for-emos-to-cry-about.html" title="Yet more things for emos to cry about" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUEQXY5cSp7ImA9WxZVF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-8543354058894173925</id><published>2008-03-28T21:17:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T00:16:40.829+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-29T00:16:40.829+11:00</app:edited><title>Boring politics</title><content type="html">So... I admit I'm not heavily knowledgeable on this issue or anything, but is anyone else kind of troubled by all this, "We hate everyone who quashes democracy... except China, which has: a growing economy; a growing military; the Olympics. Yay, China! What human rights abuses?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let's not even &lt;i&gt;start&lt;/i&gt; on that whole "Tibet" business. (PS, does anyone else suspect that the Dalai Lama is secretly kind of a douche? Just me?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-8543354058894173925.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/8543354058894173925?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/8543354058894173925?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/03/boring-politics.html" title="Boring politics" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8AR3s5cCp7ImA9WxZVFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6448366.post-6248807667725574919</id><published>2008-03-27T08:18:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T08:27:26.528+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-27T08:27:26.528+11:00</app:edited><title>DNA stands for "deoxyribonucleic acid", which I knew off the top of my head. Is that nerdy or clever?</title><content type="html">So I hate to be needlessly judgemental about two good-looking men in the space of a couple of weeks (except for the part where I actually love judging others), but the new &lt;I&gt;DNA&lt;/I&gt; cover model is kind of... freaky-looking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTjyaeQAIJs/R-q-Bgt_8uI/AAAAAAAAAQk/hvMLB_DuqSQ/s1600-h/nigelp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img width="283" height="400" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTjyaeQAIJs/R-q-Bgt_8uI/AAAAAAAAAQk/hvMLB_DuqSQ/s400/nigelp1.jpg" title="Also, his name is 'Nigel'. Sexy!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Click to see his pecs in an even higher resolution&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I wouldn't be all over that in a heartbeat, but he looks... kind of like a character from &lt;I&gt;The Sims 2&lt;/I&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.queerty.com/morning-goods-nigel-paschini-20080320/" target="new"&gt;Queerty has more pics of him in his undies&lt;/a&gt; if you want to judge some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And yes, the real reason I'm judging him is solely because I don't look like he does, so you don't have to point that out in the comments or anything.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://res1.blogblog.com/tracker/6448366-6248807667725574919.gif?l=culturestrain.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/6248807667725574919?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6448366/posts/default/6248807667725574919?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://culturestrain.blogspot.com/2008/03/dna-stands-for-deoxyribonucleic-acid.html" title="DNA stands for &quot;deoxyribonucleic acid&quot;, which I knew off the top of my head. Is that nerdy or clever?" /><author><name>Sam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17890481817726243431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZTjyaeQAIJs/R-q-Bgt_8uI/AAAAAAAAAQk/hvMLB_DuqSQ/s72-c/nigelp1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /></entry></feed>
