Remember WKRP in Cincinnati? Mark certainly does and points out that Cloth Monkey has succumbed and set up fan page for Jan Smithers, who played the "touchingly neurotic" Bailey :

I propose that 'Jennifer or Bailey?' is a much more telling test than the standard 'Ginger or Mary Ann?' question. Mary Ann may have been a farm girl, but she was a 'bad' farm girl. (Look how tight those damn gingham dresses are on her.) Six months in LA, and she'd be Ginger. Bailey, however, could never be Jennifer. Only trust those who answer Bailey to the above question.

He also notes Wikipedia is in a spot of bother and if you go and see Narnia as an unbeliever, you may have to take a chuck bag. And godammit if global warming ain't getting complicated.

Chris likes the new Ricky Gervais podcast. From the first show:

Gervais: "Sorry, are you mental? I've never heard such drivel."

Producer Karl Pilkington: "You're saying that, but if Newton said that, you'd go, 'Mmm, that's interesting.' "

He also likes this Telegraph piece, via A&L Daily, asking what is more important, the first or last line of a novel? Having just finished a speed-re-reading of Bret Easton Ellis’ essential American Psycho, which while not a masterpiece does have what must be one of the best partial last lines of all time in “THIS IS NOT AN EXIT”, Chris is inclined to agree the final sentence is the most important.

And he likes this piece on why American muslims haven't turned to terrorism.

Now, when an election comes around, serious media organisations such as the NZBC take a punt and make an endorsement. As Director-General I have therefore decided to endorse sometime NZBC commenter Llew and his site SunnyO (One Man's Struggle to Take it Easy) in the very serious Weblog awards. Vote for him here.

And, while I'm at it, vote for us in the Netguide Awards here.

Last but by no means leastest, Stephen says new research shows serious poets and visual artists generally have more sexual partners than those who were either not artistic or only dabbled in the arts.

I've gotta go write a poem. Ciao.