At lunch I wandered through Boswells to ogle plastic and found a whole host of new Bratzes, including Flashback Fever Eitan, or Look, a Franz Ferdinand doll! as I prefer to call him. Check out his dinky handbag, tight white jeans, and sleazy white-top shoes. Actually, he looks more like the android boys from the Michael video than any of the Franzes. The Michael video starts promising and ends in a lather of multi-limbed weirdness, but is obviously doing its po-faced level best to distract from the sticky lyrics. It also looks like it was commissioned from the people who do Placebo videos -- record companies just being able to cope with the one flavour of homoeroticism, I suppose.

Opened NIALL and by accident failed to start up my default dictionary, "workmate" (in absense of any actual workmates, I use it to discuss new ideas with). I'd already given it the first three lines of Be My Wife as warm-up, so I thought, what the heck, it was getting boring talking about work all the time anyway and now I'm feeding the new dictionary exclusively on David Bowie lyrics. He's already getting quite creative:

baby I've travelled all over the carpet I get so lonely
Blue electric blue that's the Norfolk Broads
the hinterland the colour of my dog and me
I am a camoflage face with the world
whoah we love in a doorway
ground control to the news today oh remember they were a god awful small affair for the latest parties

Yes, OK, I did the Buffy Meme. I share this only because I think some of you may be amused by the idea of autodidactic as Buffy, truecatachresis as Willow, swisstone as Dawn and jackfirecat as Anya as funny as I did. Meanwhile, Spike is a now defunct webcomic I found mildly amusing ...