I like this Alexander Mcqueen, black oversized patent leather hobo bag, it’s quite cool. I like the silver hardware, so many bags I like have gold coloured hardwear, yuk. This bag costs around €1,290.00 that’s about $1,881.66.

Here’s a selection of replies from contestants on the t.v. programme Family Fortunes.
1. Something a blind man might use? - A Sword
2. A song with the word Moon in the title? - Blue Suede Moon
3. Name the capital of France? - F
4. Name a bird with a long Neck? - Naomi Campbell
5. Name an occupation where you might need a torch? - A burglar
6. Where is the Taj Mahal? - Opposite the Dental Hospital
7. What is Hitler’s first name? - Heil
8. A famous Scotsman? - Jock
9. Some famous brothers? - Bonnie and Clyde.
10. A dangerous race? - The Arabs
11. Something that floats in a bath? - Water
12. An item of clothing worn by the Three Musketeers? - A horse
13. Something you wear on a beach? - A deckchair
14. A famous Royal? - Mail
15. Something that flies that doesn’t have an engine? - A bicycle with wings
16. A famous bridge? - The Bridge Over Troubled Waters
17. Something a cat does? - Goes to the toilet
18. Something you do in the bathroom? - Decorate
19. A method of securing your home? - Put the kettle on
20. Something associated with pigs? - The Police
21. A sign of the Zodiac? - April
22. Something people might be allergic to? - Skiing
23. Something you do before you go to bed? - Sleep
24. Something you put on walls? - A roof
25. Something slippery? - A conman
26. A kind of ache? - A fillet of fish
27. A jacket potato topping? - Jam
28. A food that can be brown or white? - A potato
29. Something sold by gypsies? - Bananas
30. Something red? - My sweater
There sure are some funny people in the world, not sure if we should be laughing with them or at them though?

At a monastery high in the mountains, the monks have a rigid vow of silence.
Only at Christmas, and only by one monk, and only with one sentence, is the vow allowed to be broken.
One Christmas, Brother Thomas is allowed to speak and he says, “I like the mashed potatoes we have with the Christmas turkey!” and he sits down. Silence ensues for 365 days.
The next Christmas, Brother Michael gets his turn, and he says “I think the mashed potatoes are lumpy and I hate them!”
Once again, silence for 366 days (it’s leap year).
The following Christmas, Brother Paul rises and says, “I am fed up with this constant bickering!”

Richards World

I don’t understand why people have cosmetic surgery.
It is expensive, painful, and narcissistic.
Surely it’s better for your well being, and your finances to love yourself as you are?
From what I have read and seen on TV, it seems that many people who go under the surgeons knife are disappointed with the end result.
I think that’s because they enter into it with unrealistic expectations. They think that by getting a nose job, or breast augmentation, or a facelift they will be happier.
If they thought about it logically instead of emotionally, they would realise beforehand that changing their looks will not equal happiness.
They will still be the same person, but with a smaller nose, bigger boobs, or less droopy jowls etc.

Cosmetic surgery is not a miracle cure, it is purely superficial.

That said, being my usual contradictory self, if I had the money, and I didn’t have such a seriously low pain threshold, I would probably get myself tweaked here and there.
I quite fancy a nose job, I’d go ever so slightly smaller, as in shorter.
I have chronic sinusitis, so a nose job could well help with my sinus pain. I know I know, that’s what everyone who has a nose job says, ‘I have a deviated septum’, but it’s true I do.
I would definitely look better if I didn’t look so miserable, I’m not miserable, I’m happy, but a lower facelift to raise my miserable looking sagging jowls could help.
I think my ears stick out too, nobody has ever agreed with me on this, but I’d get them pinned back.
Then as I’d be under a general anesthetic I may as well make the most of it, and get liposuction. I could definitely do with lipo on my thighs, and possibly a little under my chin.

It doesn’t matter how much I exercise, or how well I eat, my thighs are always too large for the rest of my body. They are not huge, just disproportionate to the rest of me.
I used to think it was possible to get rid of the excess weight on my thighs, but now I know it isn’t. I saw a top UK fitness expert talking about exercise, and he said it is impossible to spot train any one area of the body to that extent. So basically to get my thighs the size I want, and for them to be in proportion with the rest of my body, I would be scarily skinny or dead.

So to clarify, I think Cosmetic surgery is a painful, expensive, and disappointing option for anyone to choose.
I also think I would probably have some if I was brave enough and had the cash.

This is Britney Spears morphed with Kate Moss. According to a celebrity look-a-like site that’s who I resemble, except my eyes and hair are dark, and I am older than them, and they are both gorgeous ……. so apart from that it’s like looking in a mirror.

Celebrity Gossip Entertainment News

Size is important, unless you are obscenely wealthy.

Irish police are being handicapped in a search for a stolen van, because they cannot issue a description. It’s a Special Branch vehicle and they don’t want the public to know what it looks like!

This aeroplane shaped dual-fuel cocktail shaker is pretty cool, in a naff way.
The body is nickel-plated stainless steel and brass, and the wings are removable flasks that can hold 3.4 oz of liquid each. The shaker costs around $99.
Never again will you be without your favourite libation, Cheers!

I like John Currin. His work has been described as satirical figurative paintings, dealing with provocative sexual and social themes. I like all of his work that I have seen, it is realistic, unexpected, and very refreshing. I am probably drawn to his work because it depicts middle aged women, like me, but with much larger breasts in the case of this picture.
I would love to own a John Currin original, maybe one day.

GEOGRAPHY OF A WOMAN ~
Between 18 and 22 ~ a woman is like Africa, half discovered, half wild, naturally beautiful, and fertile.
Between 23 and 30 ~ a woman is like America, well developed and open to trade, especially for someone with cash.
Between 31 and 35 ~ a woman is like India, very hot, relaxed, and convinced of her own beauty.
Between 36 and 40 ~ a woman is like France, gently aging, but still warm, and desirable to visit.
Between 41 and 50 ~ a woman is like Great Britain, with a glorious and all-conquering past.
Between 51 and 60 ~ a woman is like Yugoslavia, lost the war and haunted by past mistakes.
Between 61 and 70 ~ a woman is like Russia, wide, with borders that are now un-patrolled.
After 70, she becomes Tibet ~ Wildly beautiful, with a mysterious past, and the wisdom of the ages.
Only those with an adventurous spirit and a thirst for spiritual knowledge visit there.

GEOGRAPHY OF A MAN ~
Between 1 and 85 ~ a man is like Iran … ruled by a dick ….

As economics is not a science, it seems reasonable to use animals such as cows in the explanation.
Economic Models explained - with Cows

SOCIALISM: You have 2 cows, so you give one to your neighbour.
COMMUNISM: You have 2 cows. The State takes both and gives you some milk.
FASCISM: You have 2 cows. The State takes both and sells you some milk.
NAZISM: You have 2 cows. The State takes both and shoots you.
BUREAUCRATISM: You have 2 cows. The State takes both, shoots one, milks the other, and then files the milk away…
TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM: You have two cows. You sell one and buy a bull. Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows. You sell them and retire on the income.
SURREALISM: You have two giraffes. The government requires you to take harmonica lessons.
AN AMERICAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You sell one, and force the other to produce the milk of four cows. Later, you hire a consultant to analyse why the cow has dropped dead.
ENRONVENTURE CAPITALISM: You have two cows. You sell three of them to your publicly listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so that you get all four cows back, with a tax exemption for five cows. The milk rights of the six cows are transferred via an intermediary to a Cayman Island Company secretly owned by the majority shareholder who sells the rights to all seven cows back to your listed company. The annual report says the company owns eight cows, with an option on one more. Sell one cow to buy a new president of the United States, leaving you with nine cows. No balance sheet provided with the release. The public buys your bull.
A FRENCH CORPORATION: You have two cows. You go on strike, organise a riot, and block the roads, because you want three cows.
A JAPANESE CORPORATION: You have two cows. You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk. You then create a clever cow cartoon image called ‘Cowkimon’ and market it worldwide.
A GERMAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You re-engineer them so they live for 100 years, eat once a month, and milk themselves.
AN ITALIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows, but you don’t know where they are. You decide to have lunch.
A RUSSIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You count them and learn you have five cows. You count them again and learn you have 42 cows. You count them again and learn you have 2 cows. You stop counting cows because you are sobering up and open another bottle of vodka.
A SWISS CORPORATION: You have 5,000 cows. None of them belong to you. You charge the owners for storing them.
A CHINESE CORPORATION: You have two cows. You have 300 people milking them. You claim that you have full employment, and high bovine productivity, and arrest the journalist who reported the real situation.
AN INDIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You worship them.
A BRITISH CORPORATION: You have two cows. Both are mad.
AN IRAQI CORPORATION: Everyone thinks you have lots of cows. You tell them that you have none. No-one believes you, so they bomb the **** out of you and invade your country. You still have no cows, but at least now you are part of a Democracy….
AN AUSTRALIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. Business seems pretty good. You close the office and go for a few beers.
A WELSH CORPORATION: You have two cows. The one on the left is very attractive.
AN IRISH CORPORATION. You have two cows, or is it three? What matters? Sure, aren’t you well off to have even one.