OK, so I came to realise that most celebrities are not like normal people. In fact, most are just plain weird. Nowhere is this more obvious than in this weeks:

Random blarb of the week!!

"I think I have the ability to do it [see ghosts]. I've seen my sister's dog, which had been dead for many years, jumping up against her legs. And locks opn and close in front of my eyes and TV sets switch themselves on and off..."
-Robbie Williams

OK then...

They say the children are our future. I disagree. The children are going to be the death of us. They will grow up mentally unbalanced, immoral, dysfunctional creatures who will turn to evil science and end up destroying the world with giant robots. And it will be all our fault.
Ok, maybe not my fault. Maybe not your fault. But the blame has to be placed somewhere. And I think I found just the place:





"I want lots of grandchildren. Just imagine the wonderful stories I'll be able to tell them about my life. I think I'll be a very cool granny."
-Paris Hilton







"So kids, there was this one time I was shooting a porn video and..." Thank you Paris Hilton for inadvertantly causing the destruction of the entire human race!

You know, the other day I was taking a walk in the park when I suddenly felt hungry. So I stopped by this ice-cream vendor and asked for chocolate fudge. He said he didn't have chocolate...it had finished and it would only be coming in again tomorrow. So you know what that means...It's time for

Kofi's Amazing Song of the Month!!!

Yay! (Don't think about the previous stanza). So what's been tickling my eardrums besides Alicia Keys (oh yeah!)? What's been jiggling my pancreas (besides yesterday's chicken)? Well, I can very proudly bestow this great honour upon:

VHS or Beta - Night on Fire

Yeah baby, yeah...

Ok...let me explain.

I know it's been a long and painful 2 week silence from me but I stick to the claim that it is not my fault. The first week, Blogger was going through some changes and wouldn't let me in. Then last week, I was really really tired. Very tired. Like imagine yourself being the most tired that you've ever been. Alright, now multiply that by 256.3 and that's what I was (I'll give you time to get the calculator).
Anyway, that's my excuse. If you don't like it, just go buy me a private jet of something. See what happens then...