The Steve Sullivan Post.

Steve does the Glamour Girls Then And Now site, now offshooted into a Yahoo! group; said site encourages its members to send in their own top 100 lists to keep a constant ranking. What's great about it is that the "Now" gets just as much love and encouragement as the "Then": no "Nostalgia rules OK?" here with him. (Although it does with a few of the members, but I put that down to age.) To bring my successful bid to post something every day this month to an end, here's my list of a hundred. No pictures, but that's what searching is for. (Apologies to Marisa Miller - and a whole load of others who couldn't be fitted in... no apologies to Avril Lavigne, Jamelia, Christina Aguilera, Linsey Dawn McKenzie et al.)

1. Cindy Crawford. My all-time favourite, though not my first proper celeb crush.
2. Rosanna Arquette. The first famous woman I had a real crush on - I bet more men saw Desperately Seeking Susan for her than Madonna would like! Patricia may have the Emmy, but Rosanna has a lot more...
3. Jessica Alba. I do not apologise for ranking her so high. :)
4. Paula Abdul. This woman owned my heart from 1989-1991; if there's one thing to thank reality TV for, it's reviving her fame (even if not in the way I'd like). If there's TWO things, it's introducing me to Katharine McPhee... :)
5. Mariah Carey. I know she gets plenty of flak (but not as much, these days, as Paula), but I don't care...
6. Laetitia Casta. Spends more time acting than modelling now, but thankfully doesn't mind peeling off for either activity. My favourite model other than Cindy.
7. Grace Kelly. CLASSIC. End of.
8. Brigitte Bardot. She may be animal crackers, and she may not have aged well (you wish she could have chosen to stay out of the way of cameras, the way Marlene Dietrich and Jack Lord did), but remember the end of Titanic when Old Rose transformed into Young Rose and joined the others back on the ship in their prime? Who lives in your mind, old BB or young BB? Exactly.
9. Monica Bellucci.
10. Hayden Panettiere. (It's my list.)

11. Steffi Graf.
12. Rebecca DeMornay.
13. Gwen Stefani.
14. Christie Brinkley.
15. Nastassja Kinski. She used to be called "Nasty." Not in reference to her looks.
16. Tia Carrere.
17. Erica Campbell.
18. Britney Spears.
19. Jennifer Beals.
20. Charlize Theron.

21. Donna Edmondson. The Playmate of the Year the first year I ever bought a Playboy, and a worthy choice.
22. Jennifer Love Hewitt.
23. Brooke Burke.
24. Sophie Anderton.
25. Raquel Welch.
26. Kyla Cole.
27. Elle Macpherson.
28. Emmanuelle Beart.
29. Aria Giovanni.
30. Gong Li.

31. Vida Guerra.
32. Joanna Krupa.
33. Liv Tyler.
34. Stephanie Bews.
35. Michele Carey.
36. Kelly Hu.
37. Erika Eleniak.
38. Alyssa Milano.
39. Carol Alt.
40. Diora Baird.

41. Gabrielle Union.
42. Petra Nemcova.
43. Danni Ashe.
44. Jaclyn Smith.
45. Lisa Bonet.
46. Marilyn Monroe.
47. Barbara Parkins.
48. Jayne Mansfield.
49. Gene Tierney.
50. Peggy Lipton.

51. Lee Remick.
52. Demi Moore.
53. Pam Grier. Sadly docked points (not for how she looks now on The L Word but for my big sister saying someone told her she looks like her....).
54. Julia Roberts.
55. Naomi Campbell.
56. Sophie Marceau.
57. Diane Lane.
58. Lana Wood.
59. Jamie-Lynn DiScala.
60. Anna Nicole Smith.

61. Lucy Liu.
62. Scarlett Johansson.
63. Lucy Pinder.
64. Stephanie Zimbalist (for Remington Steele, obviously).
65. Maria Sharapova.
66. Hilary Duff.
67. Anna Kournikova.
68. Keeley Hazell.
69. Janet Jones.
70. Ingrid Bergman (if she's good enough for Jerry Goldsmith, she's good enough for me).

71. Shakira.
72. Janet Jackson (never liked her music, but always loved her body. Even if it's not natural).
73. Salma Hayek.
74. Samantha Fox.
75. Nicollette Sheridan.
76. Louise Redknapp.
77. Barbara Stanwyck.
78. Halle Berry.
79. Phoebe Cates (not a major fan, but you can't deny she's something).
80. Beyonce Knowles.

81. Nicole Kidman.
82. Gwyneth Paltrow.
83. Lori Singer.
84. Kathy Ireland.
85. Erica Durance.
86. Estella Warren.
87. Heidi Klum.
88. Joan Chen. (And indeed the entire female cast of Twin Peaks.)
89. Miriam Gonzalez.
90. Anna Friel.

91. Kimberley Davies.
92. Kiana Tom.
93. Kimiko Tanaka (also from BodyShaping, and my favourite regular after Kiana).
94. Bridget Fonda.
95. Jennifer Garner.
96. Kim Basinger.
97. Traci Lords.
98. Brooke Shields.
99. Maggie Green (well-endowed and cute "glamour" model).
100. Holly Marie Combs (come back to TV, Holly!).

The Happy Ending Post.

SEATTLE, Sept. 28 — No one had heard from Tanya Rider for more than a week. Her husband, having already opened up their bank and phone accounts to investigators, was just sitting down to take a polygraph test to prove that he had not harmed her.

Twenty feet down a roadside ravine, still strapped into the front seat of her Honda Element, Ms. Rider, 33, responded faintly when rescuers called her name through the blackberry bushes that had helped conceal her since her car ran off the road near the Seattle suburb of Renton on Sept. 19. Her kidneys were failing from dehydration and a buildup of toxins caused by muscle damage. Her clavicle and ribs were broken, her shoulder dislocated, her left leg severely hurt.

It was the signal from her cellphone that finally led investigators to Ms. Rider on Thursday, after what her husband of eight years, Tom, said Friday were days of futile efforts to have her disappearance investigated as a missing person case.

On Friday, Ms. Rider was in critical but stable condition at Harborview Medical Center here, said Dr. Lisa McIntyre, her attending physician. The doctor declared Ms. Rider’s survival “a feat” and credited her youth and relative good health with helping to see her through.

Mr. Rider, weary, relieved and frustrated as he sat before reporters and television cameras at the hospital on Friday, expressed gratitude to the police officers who found his wife, but not for what he said were the restrictions that kept them from finding her sooner.

“The policy that tied their hands nearly cost my wife her life,” he said.

Ms. Rider was last seen leaving work at a Fred Meyer department store in Bellevue, Wash., on Sept. 19. Mr. Rider, 39, said that he has two jobs, delivering pizza at night and working as a superintendent of housing developments during the day, and that he did not know for sure that his wife was missing until the morning of Sept. 22. At that point, he said, he called the police in Bellevue, which is about 15 miles north of their home in Maple Valley. He said they told him the case was out of their jurisdiction and they referred him to the King County Sheriff’s Office.

Mr. Rider said he was told by the sheriff’s office that his wife could not be treated as a missing person yet because she was an adult who had showed no signs of dementia or of being suicidal. He said he began asking as early as Sept. 22 if investigators could try to trace his wife through cellphone signals but was told no, because she had not been classified as a missing person.

Rodney Chinnick, a spokesman for the King County Sheriff’s Office, told reporters that activity on one of Ms. Rider’s bank accounts after she was reported missing initially “left us with a false impression that this was a voluntary missing-person case.”

Mr. Chinnick said investigators initially thought that only Ms. Rider had access to the account. Mr. Rider said Friday that he told the police that that was not the case and that the account showed activity because he used it to buy gas while he was driving around the area trying to find his wife.

Mr. Rider said he volunteered records to investigators and offered to have a polygraph test to “eliminate myself” from suspicion and expedite the investigation. That process, he said, led investigators to treat his wife as a missing person. Investigators soon traced her cellphone signal to a tower less than five miles from where she disappeared. They then searched the area on the ground and found the Honda.

“Once they had their hands untied, they found her amazingly fast,” Mr. Rider said.

Rescuers had to cut off the roof of the Honda to remove her, and Dr. McIntyre said Ms. Rider appeared to have been positioned so that much of her weight rested on a seat belt.


From The New York Times. If only more stories ended like this.

The Is That Your Ad? I Don't Know Post.

At least Lily Allen hasn't got a perfume yet.



Musically nice, visually... well, Mariah Carey baring flesh has never been a problem for me personally. I'm sure Amelie Gillette at The Onion will slate it, but screw her.

And it demonstrates that Britney can in fact bounce back (remember when everyone was writing off Mariah after the breakdown and Glitter and so on?). Too bad Mariah still has yet to have a chart-topper in the UK that isn't a cover version...

The Friday Night Post.

Feltz: Amy Winehouse covering Sam Cooke's (NOT Johnny Nash's) "Cupid" for Radio 1's 40th anniversary. And murdering it in the process... great if I needed to throw up, but otherwise doesn't this contravene human rights laws?

Cindy: Getting a letter from Abbey National with no withdrawal charges for once!

YES!

And many thanks to Louise Redknapp (the anti-Victoria), on behalf of MuffinMan. :)

The Space-Filling Because I Woke Up Late By My Standards And I Hate To Rush These Things So I Can't Think Of ANYTHING To Put In Post.

The full title is The Space-Filling Because I Woke Up Late By My Standards And I Hate To Rush These Things So I Can't Think Of ANYTHING To Put In But I Swore I'd Have Something Here Every Day In September So I'm Doing This And Please Let Me Not Wake Up At 9:20PM And Thus Disrupt My Sleep Patterns So Instead Of Waking Up At 1:30 I Wake Up At 3AM Thanks A Whole Lot Although I Consider It Payback For Not Helping Sharon Clean Up More Yesterday So It Kind Of All Balances Out Karma And All When You Think About It So That's Okay Post, but I couldn't fit it all in.

The Stop Lying Post.

The appropriately named Nuts magazine is already a staple of the Go Away And Never Come Back list (it's almost enough to make one seriously consider homosexuality), but their 50 Sexiest Brunettes list gave the top spot to Cheryl from Girls Aloud.

It must have been an oversight on somebody's part.

The Tingling Post.

I keep getting little tingles in my left hand. Something else to see the doc about, if I ever get a chance. And talk to my medically experienced mum about also. I really hope it's not symptomatic of a heart attack... that stuff I do not need. (Who does?)

On the brighter side of heart flutterings, here's the lovely Dutch model Doutzen Kroes. Enjoy!

The Please Let It Be True Post.

Doing my usual Google search for Cindy Crawford, I found out that there are rumours that the other Cindy Crawford - the porn star, natch - is retiring. I don't know if these are true since I don't follow her career (or any porn star's, really) with any degree of closeness, but anything that reduces my turning up articles on the wrong Cindy when looking for the one true Cindy is to be encouraged. Now as soon as G.W. Tush goes away I'll stop turning up articles on Crawford, Texas as well. Hopefully.

Illustration because 1) Heroes starts up again Monday night in the US, 2) Hayden's a far more fetching blonde than the other Cindy Crawford, and 3) it's obvious.

The Long Week Post.

And it'll probably be the same next week. Less staff means more work for us all, including me. Not such a bad thing, but it sucks that I live so far away...

Falliinng asjeelep as I weritwe thiss,,;a,xzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....

The Yes, But What About Dania Ramirez? Post.

The forthcoming issue of TV Guide Stateside has the women of Heroes (well, three of them anyway) on the cover, and a fine cover it is too - one for the collection, and what surely qualifies as "excellent late night inspiration" (a phrase I heard an ITV2 continuity announcer use to describe Gena Lee Nolin at the end of an episode of Sheena, and it worked so perfectly I've never forgotten it). Which would probably not be the case if the women were Ashley Crow (Claire's adoptive mother), Cristine Rose (Angela Petrelli) and Adair Tishler (Molly Walker).

But this is the opposite of Radar magazine putting "Coming out" on its overrated list - on the surface that sounds wrong, but when they point out that being de-closeted puts you in the same company as the likes of Perez Hilton it's hard not to see what they mean. Similarly, there's nothing wrong with Hayden and Kristen sharing cover space, but this was a golden opportunity missed to spring newbie Dania Ramirez (who plays Dominican newcomer Maya in season two) on people.

Here she is at the Emmys. I mean, daaaaaamn.

And more importantly, since Heroes is a show where major characters are non-whites and non-Americans (whereas most of the villains are decidedly WASPs), including her on the cover would have been a win-win situation all round; Dania would have contrasted well with the others, the readers would have gotten more hotties for their cash, and it would have reflected well on the show's outlook. What say you, folks?

Which is not to say I don't want the mag.

Many thanks to my bosses, by the way, for paying me on Thursday instead of Friday. I hope this continues.

The Last Listened To Russ Meyer's Original Motion Picture Soundtracks Post.

QDK Media can't be accused of false advertising - this CD is indeed the soundtracks for Up!, Beneath the Valley of the Ultravixens and Supervixens. With not only music but dialogue and sound effects; the upside is that the dialogue helps you know which movie you're listening to if you're busy going through loads of pictures of Jessica Alba (for instance, he added). But the downside is... well, I'm not a big fan of movie dialogue on albums a lot of the time, especially since the Up! section of the CD has pronouncements that Mohinder Suresh haters will really despise.

The music itself (William Loose, Paul Ruhland and William Tasker) goes from stripper-suitable scoring to more standard stuff, and combined with the booklet (which features all the credits for all three movies and loads of NSFW pictures), this is practically like seeing the movies. So thanks. It's fun, though... but man, I could do without the dialogue.

The Proof Through The Night That Cindy Rocks Post.

Obvious symbolism, this? Anyway, we have Terry Richardson to thank for this image.

This and more like it turn up here on account of GQ celebrating its 50th anniversary - if only this blog accepted .art pictures I could show you images of the Queen attending its party that would make everyone who gushes over Adriana Lima chop off their own genitalia in remorse. But luckily other people have more adaptable blogs, like Derek Hail here.

If she's on the cover, you will hear my scream of delight wherever you are in the world.

The Cindy/Feltz Post.

Feltz: My main female boss. For simultaneously infuriating and arousing me.

Cindy: Intrada. For releasing three David Newman albums (Malone, Bill & Ted's Bogus Journey and now Throw Momma From The Train) in one year.

Additional Feltz: Me, for making too many short posts. :(

The Cindy Post.

Okay, this isn't specifically about her. But with a whole load of work plus Hayden-aimed flak about that dress plus dribbling Usenet morons in general plus no money until Friday plus... you just want to tune out, look at Cindy in red (even if it is at the behest of Stella McCartney) and turn on. Well, I do anyway.

The I Blame The Mother Post.

Hayden attended the Emmys in a large, billowing dress which, unlike the ones worn by Ali Larter and Kristen Bell, could not be described as tight by the wildest stretch of the imagination.

Hayden's mother, who doesn't strike me as the "I'm not competing with my hot offspring of a daughter" type, accompanied her.

Coincidence? I don't think so.

(Congratulations to Robert Duvall, America Ferrera and Terry O'Quinn, by the way. And condolences to Masi Oka... but on the bright side, Star Trek never won any Emmys either.)

The Weekend Post.

L.A.M.B. Love. Angel. Music. Baby. or Leggy. Amazing. MILFy. Beautiful?

You can decide when Gwen has the revolving spot next week.

The Wait, That Was IT?!? Post.

As if this past week wasn't rough enough what with one person leaving in a pique and another just leaving (and increasing the workload thusly, though bless sweet Anna for letting me know that we're getting three new people on Monday), today I finally got around to watching the episodes of Ghost Whisperer and Veronica Mars that I'd taped last week. Except the former was missing and the latter was the last episode.

Not that Trouble bothered to advertise it as such, not so I'd notice. But anyway, I have to admit that I really didn't think it was going to end on such an abrupt note - no one was in danger but to leave all the main current plots hanging forever... dubbed "The Bitch Is Back" in tribute to CW programming head Dawn Ostroff, apparently. Subtle, Rob Thomas and Diane Ruggiero. Very subtle. (Less laudably, there is no excuse for having Kristen Bell sing James Blunt. None, you hear me? None.)

Not that the third season overall was as good as the previous two, anyway. But it was still a good show which deserved better than it got not only at home but over here... never mind, Rob Thomas will be back, and so will Kristen now she's gotten the spot of the most lickable person on Heroes not called Hayden Panettiere (the countdown to Maxim sniffing around to pair them up starts... now).

As for Ghost Whisperer, at least they're repeating the first four episodes tomorrow. Remember, in order to tell you her story, she has to tell you theirs.

The Sorry, Not Ready Yet. Come Back Later Post.

With thanks to the first trailer for Last Action Hero.

The Yes, But You'll Still Get Dickheads Within And Without Post.

LOS ANGELES (Reuters) - Two decades after a nude photo scandal helped cost a Miss America her title, Americans may be adopting a more ho-hum attitude toward people who bare it all for the cameras.

Some experts say the Internet and more explicit TV are fostering a more relaxed response by Americans to public displays of bare flesh, even if many people profess to be more conservative.

Take, for example, the muted reaction to nude photos of 18-year-old Vanessa Hudgens, the star of Walt Disney Co.'s squeaky clean High School Musical franchise.

One day after the photos surfaced on the Web last Thursday, Hudgens issued an apology and family friendly Walt Disney Co. said it would continue negotiating her appearance in the third installment of the hugely popular series, one of the most popular programs in U.S. cable TV history.

While some expressed outrage, many fans pledged support on her MySpace page at http://www.myspace.com/vanessahudgens.

Some lashed out at her critics.

"Quit moaning and if you have any kind of decent filtering on the computer, kids aren't going to see it," wrote one poster on a media blog Web site at http://acemanonline.wordpress.com.

It's a far cry from the scandal in 1984 when Vanessa Williams, the first black woman named as Miss America, resigned after nude photos surfaced of her and another female model.

"I do think that general attitudes about nudity are becoming more relaxed, but these changes take time, which is why there's still mixed responses," said Paul Levinson, communication and media professor at Fordham University.

"We as a society are finally growing up and it's a healthy thing," he said.

Sex and nudity are also more prevalent on television, especially cable stations. Last week's opening episode of the HBO drama Tell Me You Love Me, contained at least half-a-dozen sex acts.

Robert Thompson, professor of media and popular culture at Syracuse University, agreed attitudes about nudity had "lightened up," but said there was still a huge disconnect between how people feel and what people say.

"While filling in a survey, people will always check off with one hand that there's too much sex and violence in the media, while using the other hand to search for that kind of material," he said. He cites the furor over Janet Jackson's breast being exposed for a fraction of second at the 2004 Super Bowl as an example of this hypocrisy.

"Of all the things threatening America's youth, I would not have put the exposure of Jackson's breast for less than a second in the top 5,000. I don't think a single young person was damaged by the exposure of that, with the exception of people who may have been fired as a result of it," he said.

Millions of wired youths share private or embarrassing pictures or videos with each other daily on cell phones or social Web sites like Facebook and MySpace.com.

"There's no doubt about it. The Web for the last 10 years, has made more nudity available," Levinson said. "I predict in the next few years, the FCC will be put in its proper place and nudity will be the norm," he said.

Robert Butterworth, a trauma psychologist, says the shock threshold for young people is higher than for adults because baring one's soul and flesh is so common on those sites.

"The line is being blurred. The distinction between what's proper and what's not is constantly changing," he said.

But others say caution needs to be exercised. "Clearly, kids are involved in narcissism and putting photos on the Web, but parents are starting to tell them to be careful. Once it's out there, it's no longer in your control," said Brandon Watson, CEO of IMSafer, which monitors young people's online activity.

"I'm not sure if people are becoming more casual, but in the case of Vanessa (Hudgens), she comes with a lot of brand equity and this was her first strike. If she was a constant train wreck, her fans may not be as forgiving," he said.

The Well It's Something Post.

I was going to blog about how uncomfortable Megan Fox makes me, but visiting Intrada's boards I saw this more healthy link to a piece on Alf Clausen.

I'll talk about my crippling guilt if you really want me to, but that's it for my bid to blog every day this month. If I do it, then it'll be back to posting when I actually have something to say...

The September 11th Post.

Nothing to say. Nothing to say at all.

The F*** Off Forever, Kanye West Post.

Within moments of Britney's performance at the VMAs, footage was online. And so were the jeers. I refuse to watch it online, mainly because of the jerkiness of the first video (jerkiness in terms of loading, not performance)... and I also refuse to join in the kicking of Britney. I'd far sooner attack Kanye "Maybe my colour's not right" West. Prick.

Or better yet, rejoice over screencaps of Laetitia Casta undressed in Le Grand Appartement. And taunt you with no links, since we don't do nude pictures on this blog. Usually.

The And Now A Word From Our Sponsor Post.

Nadine Coyle from Girls Aloud (you know, the one who hangs around with the guy who used to be the gardener from Desperate Housewives) has said she won't do nude shoots because she claims the human body, whether male or female, is not beautiful. In some cases this is true. In other cases, here's Gwen Stefani.

And so Mike won't be too cross, one of Seven's "Gotta Love That" spots including America Ferrera and Hayden Panettiere.

The 8:10 AM When I Started This Post.

September... and time to get some stuff for Mum along with Sharon. And to save up for the Christmas thing. Oh man.

I kind of dread it more each year, so that'll be the last mention of that time until December.

The Saturday Morning Post.

Boom-tish!

Anyhoo, yesterday Brandon asked me if I had the Vanessa Hudgens naked picture. I told him Ken sent it to me (which he did) but that I hadn't saved it (which I thought I hadn't)... this morning I looked in my files, and there it was. The image that the lawyers have now made it very risky to put up. But by then Brandon had managed to get it anyway.

And cheers to Vanessa for not being silly about it, and to Disney for not giving her the bum's rush from High School Musical 3. Happy endings all round it would seem... but then, this is High School Musical we're talking about. (And with Ashley Tisdale's downblouse shot and this, they may even have made some new fans if you know what I mean.)

The Vanessa Hudgens Post.

Cindy: Having seen the shot, it confirms once and for all that Vanessa is a stunner.

Feltz: It was, after all, leaked. And one can't see Vanessa choosing to respond by stripping off for a full nude shoot like Vida Guerra did.

Cindy: It probably won't harm her career much, partly because she already has Thunderbirds on her CV and partly because there were already quite a few unsavoury thoughts about her in High School Musical mode anyway.

Feltz: I can't keep it (sorry Ken).

The If You Can't Say Something Nice Post.

In my determination to post something every day on this tundra of self-indulgence, I'm not always clear on what I want to say. I could yell at Hello!'s most attractive person of the month poll for intimating that Nadine Coyle from Girls Aloud and Emma Bunton from the Spice Girls are more fanciable than Jessica Alba, or gripe about Sharon's failure to appreciate Heroes (only two weeks to go before it's time to haunt certain sites again and/or hope the BBC hurries up with its airings of season two), or lament about how Prince was right in the end... you turn on the news and every other story is about how somebody died.

But let's be positive instead. Let's look at the nicer things in life. Like Monica Bellucci, for instance (illustrated with regards to Shoot 'Em Up). Or sleep. Or sleeping with Monica Bellucci.

Now isn't that better than ranting?

The Worrying Post.

I live with my big sister. I worry that sometimes when she goes out she'll disappear and leave me alone (I'm not ready to be on my own yet, I don't think). Last night when I woke up and she hadn't come back from salsa, I linked that in my mind to having my picture with Hayden "just as fanciable now she's 18 as when she was 16 and always seemed older than her years anyway so shut up, Superficial trolls" Panettiere up on my wall when that slot should have been reserved for my one with Cindy, if it ever happens.

So I took it down. (Though I still have it in the open.)

Shortly afterwards, she came home. Result: ease. Make of that what you will.

Incidentally, I think Movie Hotties is closer to the truth about Maggie Gyllenhaal than Egotastic! is, but judge for yourself.

The All The Fun Of The Fair Post.

Cindy out with her kids at the carnival in Malibu. And truly putting the fun into funfair.

The Make A Wish Post.

Today marks the sixth birthday of Cindy's heartbreaker-in-training daughter, Kaia. May she grow up to inherit her mother's charm and warmth as well as good looks. (And it's a bank holiday Stateside as well - is there any day better to have a birthday than on a day when you don't have to go to work? Or school in her case?)

Happy birthday, m'dear!

The 654-508 Post.

That yesterday wasn't all it could have been is... my fault. And Showmasters, but mainly mine.

Yes, the virtual queue ticket thing was a shambles (and have they not heard of "barriers"?), but if I had a) left earlier than 7:25, and b) gotten off the 328 bus where I got off yesterday i.e. nearer the venue and walked the rest of the way, instead of riding it further DOWN the road and waiting for another bus like a lazy bastard, I'd have been further up the long, long, LONG early bird queue. And thus likely have gotten a Hayden ticket numbered considerably higher than 654. Which meant a looooooooong wait that Sunday. Especially since I a) didn't have any lunch, b) didn't have anything to drink and c) had my £20 reserved for La Panettiere's autograph.

And there were a lot of people waiting - of the four Heroes guests there she was the biggest draw (good thing I wasn't there for Patrick "buggered off at 2pm" Stewart or Dominic Monaghan). And it has to be said that Hayden's queue moved considerably slower than Jack Coleman's (or Milo Ventimiglia's or Adrian Pasdar's), which is probably (probably?) why she was asked to speed it up later on... which was bad for those of us with higher numbers. You see, I'd hoped to get her to introduce my 508th mixtape (which has her on the spine and the card) and by all accounts she'd likely have been up for it. If only I'd gotten there EARLIER!!! AAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHHH!!!!

But instead I was in the "sign-and-go" part of the day, so I'd be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed... but the "Here you go" when she signed the inside of the tape card - making this the first tape in my collection to be touched by the person it's for - was still better than nothing. Along with the smile. And she was pretty stressed out by that point, so I'm not holding it against her; if the tiny and lovely Hayden does return to one of these things, I'll be back as well.

And not mess it up this time.

And it wasn't really a loss; not only did I feel better about it once I had some fluid inside me, but I was grinning like an idiot after this:

The I Should Have Been Psychic Post.

I didn't stay too long at LFCC Day 1, because

1. I got there very early and wasn't that keen to wait around for the talks.

2. Though there were a lot of things there I wanted to buy (Jon Abbott's book on Irwin Allen, DVD boxsets of shows like Have Gun, Will Travel etc), I didn't have any money to buy stuff with.

3. Most importantly, Hayden's only attending on Day 2. Which is today. And if I'd waited until some time later to buy tickets...

At least that's less money to spend on snacks, right? Stay tuned.

The Pinch And Punch Post.

Here's Hayden leaving Radio One yesterday (and as you can see, justifying the existence of webcams). If I'd known I'd have taken yesterday off as well as Monday! Anyway, this rumour was inevitable and chord-striking for the Paire worshippers...

If I could get one of these uploaded, believe me I would. And as fantabulous as Cindy is, can we stop the "I don't like 20-year-olds, I'd rather have a MILF" talk from some posters on the likes of The Superficial? 18-year-old Hayden and 41-year-old Cindy both work for me, and others.