This makes me feel despondent

If he doesn’t know. Who does?

Ha! Looks like…

we went to the last ever taping of Yasmin!.

Fuuuuuck. Looks like we are in for months of Futurama again. Ho Hum.

At least Idol is starting again. Did anyone just see that Music Teacher just torture one of my favourite songs, “Don’t Stop Me Now”?

Somebody stop him.

Why Can’t This Be Love? – 1986

I couldn’t resist. This is one of my all time favourite songs. It makes me want to dance on the couch. Or perm my hair and put on some high-tops.

It makes me very, very happy.

10 years after Hot Stuff and mens fashion appears to have possibly got worse.

My brush with STARS

OK, the title of this blog is a little misleading. After all, I really don’t know if you can class the hosts of Yasmin’s Getting Married as stars but just humour me a little.

All in all, we had a pretty good time and if you are in Sydney in the coming weeks I would probably try to get some tickets to experience it yourself.

Friday in Sydney was a pretty atrocious day weather wise, very windy and truckloads of rain being dumped (though nowhere near the fricken catchment area of course) We decided to jump in a cab when we got to Pyrmont thinking this would get us there quicker. 10 minutes later we had gone less than 2 blocks and decided to cough up the $10 and walk the rest of the way. If anyone is heading to the Channel 10 Studios in Pyrmont, get directions.

So we were there, right on time, a bit wet and I was having a SHOCKING hair day but we were there.

Now, a few comments on the people that work “behind the scenes” in TV stations.

My Mother worked in TV so I grew up in TV stations, I worked in them, my brother worked in them, most of my friends have worked in or still work in TV. You generally always have the same sort of people there.

Loud Girl With Kooky Fashion Sense – Generally a sort of trainee Producer, is probably currently manning Reception full time and has given up her Friday night to stand in a tent in front of a portaloo and make people fill out stickers and stick them on their thigh (so they are not spotted by those crafty cameras) Generally has husky voice from talking too much at a VERY LOUD VOLUME. (May also have worked or go on to work as a Contiki Tour Guide)

Intense Thin Girl – This girl used to be Loud Girl, but the stress has got to her so she is now… FLOOR MANAGER! Is very stressed and full of nervous energy. Generally holding a clipboard and has a earpiece in. Will sit on the floor by the monitor for the whole broadcast and hold up mysterious flip signs. Will visibly relax as show winds down.

Crusty Old Cameraman – This dude is usually named George or Harold and has been a camera man since TV began. Generally wearing old mans jeans which are half mast as he forgot to put his belt on today. When he was a news cameraman he slept with his scanner (even when he was not on duty)

Young Cameraman – Has managed to wear a belt and his looks have no bearing on his ability to pull chicks. Just being a Cameraman bestows him with a charm his mates struggle for. Generally always wearing a navy jumper and eyeing off chicks in the audience.

Fat, funny warm-up man – We had a guy called Ewan, I mistakenly thought it was Ian “Huey” Hewitson, that fat chef, who I HATE because he is always sticking his fat sausage fingers in the food.

I was a bit wary of him at the start, we got sat on left hand side in the very front row and after he introduced himself to the audience he proceeded to try and chat Schoonee up. Hahahaha. Schoonee was all digging me in the ribs and nudging me and I studiously ignored him and chatted to Jay and Ed.

Ewan’s job, after he gave up tuning Schoon, was to teach us how to be a warm, receptive and noisy audience.

We had to practice clapping and laughing like loons. The thing is, the more you do it, the more you start to laugh naturally because you get a bit hyper and you have all these endorphins or hormones or something are all worked up.

I think I might join one of those laughing clubs.

Then we met our “panel” for the night. I must admit, I have been trying to work out where I know Jo Stanley from, I always get her mixed up with Bianca Dye. I like her dimples and she did endear herself when she said hello by saying “I am shitting myself” which I thought was kind of refreshing.

But as a host? Meh.

Fair to middling? Not bad like Georgie Parker who makes my ears bleed, but I think she is more comfortable behind a Microphone with her trakky daks on. Especially when her boob popped out of her dress.
She was also gazing at Schoonee and I think he has a bit of a crush on her now.

Ryan Phelan was funnier than expected but I think this can be attributed to the special guest panel member, Dylan Lewis.

Dylan is highly unusual, but very funny. He was also wearing big, cheap looking shoes, kinda like a chef and he spent most of the night giggling with Ryan.

Ryan’s “Lady friend” Trisha Broadbridge was in the audience too so we sort of got a double dose of C-List Celebrity for the night. I’ve got nothing against Trisha personally, I think she has overcome a terrible personal tragedy in her life but I am a bit baffled as to why she is a celebrity. I just wish she would have some elocution lessons.

Thankfully she was watching not talking.

As for the show itself, I found it extremely funny but I think my opinion may have been swayed by the endorphins running through my body. Honestly, when I left my cheeks were aching from laughing so much.

And Yasmin seemed a lot more likeable that night, probably because she has relaxed a bit. I DO want her to find love, I can’t deny a fellow 30 year old that, especially when I haven’t even had a pash since January.

We don’t need no kisses!