22 June 2007

Chatted up twice in two days

I'm not a girl. Although obviously I am in the traditional sense. What I mean is: I'm not the kind of girl who gets up half an hour earlier to straighten her hair, or the kind of girl who has one of those sticks for pushing her cuticles back. I don't even know what one of those looks like.

But - and this is my theory based on recent evidence - you don't have to be that sort of girl to attract the same amount of attention from the opposite sex...

A few days ago I began an experiment, unbeknownst to me, that proves this.

Feeling flush following an influx of birthday cheques, I had decided to invest in - big spender - some mascara. It was a silly thing to do, I thought, when I got home. Mascara has never agreed with me. It's normally around about the 12 minute mark after application that I start rubbing, and inevitably end up looking like a lemur - or the reverse of one, whichever.

Still, I persevered, combining with lashings of kohl and eye shadow. By the end of the first day, throughout which I managed to stave off itching, I had received at least a couple of compliments on my new eyes. Then came the extraordinary thing. Two separate instances of blatant male flirtery, both cashiers, on two consecutive days.

Now these incidents can only be accounted for by the new eyes. I am never chatted up in shops. Ever. And this is all the more pleasing because it only took me five minutes in the morning to achieve, even as a novice. Do other girls know this?

I propose to continue with this experiment - it seems of vital importance to the female population. Plus, if I can prove that eye make up application accounts for 50% of male interest in women, maybe Max Factor will give me a million.

Image: Trine de Florie

17 June 2007

The boy with the incredible brain

Before I start on this Boy and his Incredible Brain, I just want to say something about Doctor Who last night.

Did anyone else feel slightly let down by the fact that Captain Jack's "story", which had remained a mystery for an entire 13-episode series of Torchwood, unravelled in a matter of seconds on Doctor Who? So fast, in fact, that I barely caught it. What? He was a time agent (what's a time agent?) stuck in the 20th century, waiting for the Doctor to materialise, so he could - what? Someone please explain. All I got from this was John Barrowman + David Tennant = great viewing.

Anyway, this Boy. Found on Stumbleupon on Friday night - programme about a boy (actually 25 years old) who can recall Pi to 22,000 digits and learn Icelandic in a week. Sounds like madness but he could provide major insights into the way people with autistic spectrum disorders view the world. Normally someone with these kinds of abilities (a "savant" - think Rain Man) would also have severe impairments in other areas of learning, often social aspects, making it difficult for him to integrate himself into society. However, this particular Boy has no obvious learning difficulties and is able to talk freely about his "internal landscape". Absolutely jaw dropping. Wonderful TV.

Is it me or is this blog turning into a science on TV blog of late? Clearly I'm not working hard enough...

14 June 2007

Double whammy of alien-ass busting godlikeness

Not that I'm counting down the days or anything but.

Saturday. David Tennant.

And. John Barrowman.

One show.