<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1155658222630456401</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:56:34.264-08:00</updated><category term='Dirk Wellham'/><category term='2001: A Space Odyssey'/><category term='Judy Garland'/><category term='Jona Lewie'/><category term='karaoke'/><category term='Esteban Von Disco'/><category term='Stanley Kubrick'/><category term='Metallica'/><category term='Enter Sandman'/><category term='Monolith'/><title type='text'>Esteban Sez</title><subtitle type='html'>Call My Stylist</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Garth Reason</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vJpdPd160M/Tr8UJwU1CZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UQ6WVn1BWI8/s220/131307_fist.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1155658222630456401.post-1463590558413318194</id><published>2010-01-03T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T01:45:57.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty Ten?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/S0BmrrTCziI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_K8xHMa-emE/s1600-h/2010-roth-ira-conversion-rules-limits.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/S0BmrrTCziI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_K8xHMa-emE/s320/2010-roth-ira-conversion-rules-limits.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we comfortable with this 20-10? As an Australian of late Gen X Categorisation, I am quite comfortable saying, "Two Thousand AND Ten". Yes, "Twenty-Ten" is two syllables shorter - but what am I going to do with all the extra time? Jump on my iPhone and LOL with my Gen Y homies? I think not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can have your snappy, moderne 'Twenny-Ten', I will spend the next 361 days taking my own sweet time and saying it &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;properly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See You Down The 'Nets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Esteban &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S. Please don't talk to me about Australia V Pakistan, Day 1 at the SCG. There is nothing to say.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1155658222630456401-1463590558413318194?l=callmystylist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/feeds/1463590558413318194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2010/01/twenty-ten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/1463590558413318194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/1463590558413318194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2010/01/twenty-ten.html' title='Twenty Ten?'/><author><name>Garth Reason</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vJpdPd160M/Tr8UJwU1CZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UQ6WVn1BWI8/s220/131307_fist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/S0BmrrTCziI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_K8xHMa-emE/s72-c/2010-roth-ira-conversion-rules-limits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1155658222630456401.post-5949743317604448599</id><published>2009-11-04T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T15:12:44.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbranded Minute 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="380" height="270"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rqRhItTeLdk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rqRhItTeLdk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="270"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mr Trivia have put out minute number 4. It's a dialogue between us and the culture. Well, more an SMS between us and YouTube....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EVD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1155658222630456401-5949743317604448599?l=callmystylist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/feeds/5949743317604448599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/11/unbranded-minute-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/5949743317604448599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/5949743317604448599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/11/unbranded-minute-4.html' title='Unbranded Minute 4'/><author><name>Garth Reason</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vJpdPd160M/Tr8UJwU1CZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UQ6WVn1BWI8/s220/131307_fist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1155658222630456401.post-7082273184822948308</id><published>2009-10-16T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:19:01.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbranded Minute 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mCpLCUSOKzI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mCpLCUSOKzI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="270"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Citizens, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend &lt;a href="http://mrtrivia.net/"&gt;Mr Trivia&lt;/a&gt; and myself have done three of these Unbranded Minutes, so far. And we're happy with the results. Considering our Key Performance Indicators on this project are a dream I had under the influence of Sudafed, I'm a happy camper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you down at the nets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Esteban&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;p.s. Click on vid to enlarge.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1155658222630456401-7082273184822948308?l=callmystylist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/feeds/7082273184822948308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/10/unbranded-minute-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/7082273184822948308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/7082273184822948308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/10/unbranded-minute-3.html' title='Unbranded Minute 3'/><author><name>Garth Reason</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vJpdPd160M/Tr8UJwU1CZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UQ6WVn1BWI8/s220/131307_fist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1155658222630456401.post-8152719565702906277</id><published>2009-10-01T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T00:52:38.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rising From The Ashes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/SsRfowAGwsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/PUFtJ8GkZOQ/s1600-h/Cricket-Ball.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/SsRfowAGwsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/PUFtJ8GkZOQ/s320/Cricket-Ball.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citizens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poker used to be the implement one used to stir the ashes. Now the words 'Poker' and 'Ashes' are reborn in glorious combination as a pseudo-sporting tournament used to flog an online casino!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was going the nod, dreaming of Judy Garland's smash performance at Carnegie Hall in '61. (What a fine double album...) Bedtime, methought, when suddenly roaring up out of black midnight on Channel 9 came the 2009 Poker Ashes series; Aussies vee Mother England. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the publicity, "The tournament is heads up, no limit Texas Hold'em." How good does that sound? Old warriors who once wielded the willow were back -  facing off over a card table. Brilliant. And check out this line up: Shane Warne, Damien Martyn, Dean Jones and Jeff Thompson for the baggy green and Darren Gough, Mathew Hoggard, Min Patel and Gladstone Small playing for the Poms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was riveting stuff, I can tell you. Dean Jones donned a pair of shades, no doubt to hide his 'tell' because otherwise he'd have looked an absolute idiot wearing sunglasses inside. There were plenty of jibes and sledging going on between the teams and only a churl would suggest that all of this was only slightly better than an hour of Guthy-Renker selling cleaning products and mineral makeup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this sounds like your cup of Lipton's then check out the &lt;a href="http://www.888.com/promotions/en/poker-ashes.htm"&gt;Poker Ashes 2009 site&lt;/a&gt;. Or maybe not because it tells you what the outcome of the series was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See You Down The Nets,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Esteban&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1155658222630456401-8152719565702906277?l=callmystylist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/feeds/8152719565702906277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/10/rising-from-ashes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/8152719565702906277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/8152719565702906277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/10/rising-from-ashes.html' title='Rising From The Ashes'/><author><name>Garth Reason</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vJpdPd160M/Tr8UJwU1CZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UQ6WVn1BWI8/s220/131307_fist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/SsRfowAGwsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/PUFtJ8GkZOQ/s72-c/Cricket-Ball.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1155658222630456401.post-5931947729404095790</id><published>2009-08-29T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T18:44:49.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitpic Suggested I Link To This...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/fseuh" title="Hanging out washing on this grey morn. Quotidian, baby. on Twitpic"&gt;&lt;img src="http://twitpic.com/show/thumb/fseuh.jpg" width="150" height="150" alt="Hanging out washing on this grey morn. Quotidian, baby. on Twitpic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And because I think everything has to be interconnected, I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1155658222630456401-5931947729404095790?l=callmystylist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/feeds/5931947729404095790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/08/twitpic-suggested-i-link-to-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/5931947729404095790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/5931947729404095790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/08/twitpic-suggested-i-link-to-this.html' title='Twitpic Suggested I Link To This...'/><author><name>Garth Reason</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vJpdPd160M/Tr8UJwU1CZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UQ6WVn1BWI8/s220/131307_fist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1155658222630456401.post-6167168375695682322</id><published>2009-08-10T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:47:12.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Awesome ONJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/SoBqC0C-_0I/AAAAAAAAACg/aJyn4X_a7As/s1600-h/608px-Magic_song.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 395px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/SoBqC0C-_0I/AAAAAAAAACg/aJyn4X_a7As/s400/608px-Magic_song.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368407352389074754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The incredibly naff cover for the single 'Magic'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I used to find it a little bit embarrassing to see Molly Meldrum crushing on Olivia Newton-John during the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Countdown&lt;/span&gt; days on ABC-TV. Not being a fan of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Grease&lt;/span&gt; particularly (I enjoy it but not in anything like the same way as approximately 2 billion women on Planet Earth, LOVE IT) I had thought of Olivia as a little saccharine and somewhat safe. I had filed her under V for Vanilla with Australia's &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julie_Anthony_%28Australian_singer%29"&gt;Julie Anthony&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sound of Music&lt;/span&gt;'s Julie Andrews. (Vanilla Ice is filed under F).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However. lately, in a completely arbitrary fashion that some might wish to term &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Miracle of South Perth&lt;/span&gt;, I've decided that Olivia Newton-John has got the mojo, the kevorka and the solid gold showbiz 'stuff'. I'm only thirty years late for this train. At least I got on it eventually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with Olivia's 1979 gold hit &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Magic&lt;/span&gt;. The song is one of hits from the successful soundtrack to the unsuccessful musical &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Xanadu&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you down at the 'nets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esteban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cvfE-Cf9Qcc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cvfE-Cf9Qcc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1155658222630456401-6167168375695682322?l=callmystylist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/feeds/6167168375695682322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/08/awesome-onj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/6167168375695682322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/6167168375695682322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/08/awesome-onj.html' title='The Awesome ONJ'/><author><name>Garth Reason</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vJpdPd160M/Tr8UJwU1CZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UQ6WVn1BWI8/s220/131307_fist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/SoBqC0C-_0I/AAAAAAAAACg/aJyn4X_a7As/s72-c/608px-Magic_song.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1155658222630456401.post-3760452371080285470</id><published>2009-08-01T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T14:51:18.107-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jona Lewie'/><title type='text'>Jona Lewie Time: Louise (1981)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3sfN2TKOWGg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3sfN2TKOWGg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's plenty to know about UK singer-songwriter &lt;span&gt;Jona Lewie&lt;/span&gt;. And that's where our friend Señor Internet comes in. It is there we discover that Mr Lewie's heyday was the 1980s when he had hits like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll Always Find Me In The Kitchen At Parties&lt;/span&gt; and  British Christmas fave &lt;a href="http://www.songfacts.com/detail.php?id=5513"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stop The Cavalry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like I said, check for further details with Señor Internet. Seek out Mr Lewie's Wikipedia &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jona_Lewie"&gt;entry&lt;/a&gt; and then travel to &lt;a href="http://www.jonalewie.com/"&gt;his own official site&lt;/a&gt; - it has an abundance of pictures and some interesting bonus features like scans of his letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile enjoy this YouTube video of his 1981 song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Louise (We Get It Right)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See You Down At The Nets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esteban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1155658222630456401-3760452371080285470?l=callmystylist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/feeds/3760452371080285470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/08/jona-lewie-time-louise-1981.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/3760452371080285470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/3760452371080285470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/08/jona-lewie-time-louise-1981.html' title='Jona Lewie Time: Louise (1981)'/><author><name>Garth Reason</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vJpdPd160M/Tr8UJwU1CZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UQ6WVn1BWI8/s220/131307_fist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1155658222630456401.post-5919169328329398214</id><published>2009-04-30T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:40:20.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Esteban Von Disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2001: A Space Odyssey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stanley Kubrick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monolith'/><title type='text'>Von Disco Interviews #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/Sfohykl6iVI/AAAAAAAAACI/pnOQCC7SEis/s1600-h/hotel-monolith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/Sfohykl6iVI/AAAAAAAAACI/pnOQCC7SEis/s400/hotel-monolith.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330610261646281042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Monolith tells Dave Bowman he isn't getting his Rudd Dollars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;The 2001 Monolith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meet the Monolith from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2001: A Space Odyssey&lt;/span&gt; at the Boathouse Café on Mends Street, South Perth. The Monolith is in Perth briefly to speak at a rally promoting World Hunger at the Applecross MacDonald’s on the corner of Sleat Road and Canning Highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrive at the Boathouse 10 minutes early, yet the Monolith is already there. Awe-inspiring. Charismatic. Monolithic. It is dressed in a Tom Wolf-esque white linen suit that would seem dated and pretentious on anyone else. But the Monolith is making it work. As I sit down, a young fan leaves the table with an autographed napkin. The Monolith has no evidence of hands or even a Sharpie to write with. Just another example of the mystical power of this dark secret entity that we first came to know in Stanley Kubrick’s ground-breaking 1968 sci-fi film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: So Kubrick was known for liking multiple takes. There are reports of 80-90 takes on many scenes in his various movies. How was it for you guys on 2001?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: Of course, I was in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Full Metal Jacket&lt;/span&gt;, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: I didn’t see that on IMdB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, I gotta get onto that. I was in the scene where D’Onofrio cuts sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: Do you play a wall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: The ceiling. Good, production design. You really have to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: How many takes for the famous bathroom scene?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: Interestingly everything on that day was done in two or three takes. Stanley was a huge Man U fan and he wanted to get home that evening and see the match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: That seems at odds with his perfectionist reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: Don’t get me wrong, most of the time he was a hard-taskmaster, but when it came to his football, Stanley would occasionally let things slide. You don’t want to believe everything you read…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: Like the rumours about you and Lindsay Lohan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: That one is actually correct. We are totally into each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: You met a Louis Vuitton Baggage Handlers Convention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: Yep. It’s a pretty funny story actually, but it’s off the record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: Okay, okay, Phew! Andrew Denton hasn’t got anything on you.  I went up to Lindsay and said, “I see you’re drinking water.” And she said, “What are you, my mother? Step off, bitch.” Just like that, like it was 1995 again. That broke the ice and we’ve been hanging out ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: If you don’t mind me saying…it’s a bit of a May-December romance isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: I’m older than the Universe, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: So I guess even Cher would be jailbait from your point of view?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;:  Tasteless, much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah. I hear tell that there was talk after the making 2001 of spinning you off into a comedy series. This was around 1969,1970.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: More than talk, lots of planning went on. The concept was that I was a newly elected government minister and that I would constantly come up against a wily civil servant. Obviously this became &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, Minister&lt;/span&gt; about a decade later. But when we were in development it was Yes, Monolith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: In fact you were somewhat of a fixture on British telly in the early 1970s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: Yep, mostly comedy and light entertainment. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Two Ronnies&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Benny Hill&lt;/span&gt;, I was even in an episode of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doctor Who&lt;/span&gt; back when old Jon Pertwee was getting around in the Austin Powers gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: And you were on Top of the Pops with your ill-fated corrective to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abba&lt;/span&gt;’s song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waterloo&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: I’ve had a bit of a bad press over this one. But I’m a history buff and I get annoyed with Abba’s interpretation of the Battle of Waterloo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: Understandably. They didn’t do the research like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boney M&lt;/span&gt; did when they did their historically accurate and startling rendition of  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rasputin&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: Exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: So you’re in Perth to speak out against World Hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: No, I’m speaking for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: That’s rather a controversial position to take isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: Listen, if the First World gave a shit about World Hunger we’d solve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: Wow, moralistic, much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: What is hunger except for a moral issue? I decided to get on the winning side of the whole debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: So you’re mounting an attack on hunger by pretending to be for it in a Swiftian culture jamming satire that takes place at a MacDonald’s in Applecross?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: Isn’t there a danger that the story might turn into “Clueless 1970s Celebrity Pro Hunger: Scoffs Down Big Macs While Third World Starves"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: I’ve never been misquoted by the media. They’ve always been good to me. They do everything they can to get the story right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: Are you being sarcastic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: I prefer the term ironic, but yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: Who do you like in the IPL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: Go Knight Riders! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: Thanks for your time, Monolith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: It’s been an absolute pleasure, Esteban. This would have to be the best interview I’ve ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;: Are you being ironic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monolith&lt;/span&gt;: No, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; was sarcasm.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the Monolith for agreeing to the interview. As I've found again and again, the Big Ones are the nicest because they have nothing left to prove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you down at the nets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esteban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1155658222630456401-5919169328329398214?l=callmystylist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/feeds/5919169328329398214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/04/von-disco-interviews-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/5919169328329398214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/5919169328329398214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/04/von-disco-interviews-1.html' title='Von Disco Interviews #1'/><author><name>Garth Reason</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vJpdPd160M/Tr8UJwU1CZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UQ6WVn1BWI8/s220/131307_fist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/Sfohykl6iVI/AAAAAAAAACI/pnOQCC7SEis/s72-c/hotel-monolith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1155658222630456401.post-4814139948657707638</id><published>2009-04-07T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:27:25.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Existential Crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j5rt0Q9XP0s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j5rt0Q9XP0s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi folks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess the secret sound? It helps if you're in existential crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esteban&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1155658222630456401-4814139948657707638?l=callmystylist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/feeds/4814139948657707638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/04/existential-crisis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/4814139948657707638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/4814139948657707638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/04/existential-crisis.html' title='Existential Crisis'/><author><name>Garth Reason</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vJpdPd160M/Tr8UJwU1CZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UQ6WVn1BWI8/s220/131307_fist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1155658222630456401.post-3478767359906354293</id><published>2009-03-08T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:31:07.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metallica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enter Sandman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karaoke'/><title type='text'>I Make Karaoke Videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eI0mXDLTWMg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eI0mXDLTWMg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kind of thing, getting a midi-file and putting Creative Commons imagery to it - this chillaxes me, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esteban!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1155658222630456401-3478767359906354293?l=callmystylist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/feeds/3478767359906354293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-make-karaoke-videos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/3478767359906354293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/3478767359906354293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-make-karaoke-videos.html' title='I Make Karaoke Videos'/><author><name>Garth Reason</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vJpdPd160M/Tr8UJwU1CZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UQ6WVn1BWI8/s220/131307_fist.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1155658222630456401.post-5556751082936493985</id><published>2009-02-08T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T10:13:22.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Summer of Melted Cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/SY8gV10Fu-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/82e-bFns0Mw/s1600-h/DSC04836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/SY8gV10Fu-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/82e-bFns0Mw/s400/DSC04836.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300490846033263586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABOVE: Melted cheese to please any palate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things are slow during the cricket, I like to cook up my favourite melted cheese re-cype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="99%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td id="title" style="border-top: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 206); border-left: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 206); border-right: 2px solid rgb(221, 221, 157); color: rgb(140, 170, 158); padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px;" align="left" bgcolor="#ffffcc" nowrap="nowrap"&gt;MELTED CHEESE DIP&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 206);"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-left: 1px solid rgb(238, 238, 206); border-right: 2px solid rgb(221, 221, 157); border-bottom: 2px solid rgb(221, 221, 157); padding: 20px;" colspan="2" bgcolor="#ffffcc"&gt;&lt;!----&gt;&lt;!--MELTED CHEESE DIP--&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 20px; color: BLACK;"&gt;1 lb. sausage, crumble and fry, drain well&lt;br /&gt;2 cans picante dip&lt;br /&gt;1 lg. container (4 lbs) Velveeta cheese, cube or shred&lt;br /&gt;6 sm. jalapeno peppers, sliced thin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(119, 34, 34);"&gt;Combine all ingredients in slow cooker. Heat thoroughly, stirring occasionally, until all cheese is melted. Serve with nacho chips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a freakin' corker and somehow makes 40 degrees celcius seem at least two degrees cooler or hotter either way, give or take.  I found it &lt;a href="http://www.cooks.com/rec/view/0,161,156175-230206,00.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; at cook.com and there are, needless to say, heaps more re-cypes.  Aussie's may like to replace Velveeta with a block of Kraft Cheddar - or Black and Gold Cheddar or it's equivlaent. See how you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you down at the 'nets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Esteban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1155658222630456401-5556751082936493985?l=callmystylist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/feeds/5556751082936493985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/02/summer-of-melted-cheese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/5556751082936493985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/5556751082936493985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/02/summer-of-melted-cheese.html' title='A Summer of Melted Cheese'/><author><name>Garth Reason</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vJpdPd160M/Tr8UJwU1CZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UQ6WVn1BWI8/s220/131307_fist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/SY8gV10Fu-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/82e-bFns0Mw/s72-c/DSC04836.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1155658222630456401.post-7980364242165172495</id><published>2009-02-05T18:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T10:14:06.323-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dirk Wellham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judy Garland'/><title type='text'>Judy and Dirk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/SYudH_kxxMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HOGKRfiXncM/s1600-h/1293461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/SYudH_kxxMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HOGKRfiXncM/s400/1293461.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299502147181855938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr Dirk Wellham - courage, tenacity, legendary cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/SYuc2I-GrII/AAAAAAAAAAo/RaMZvQ5k8QI/s1600-h/Judy_Garland_in_The_Wizard_of_Oz_trailer_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 381px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/SYuc2I-GrII/AAAAAAAAAAo/RaMZvQ5k8QI/s400/Judy_Garland_in_The_Wizard_of_Oz_trailer_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299501840466357378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Miss Judy Garland -  your song is not forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My twin passions have always been the careers of Aussie Cricket Icon Mr &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dirk_Wellham"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dirk Wellham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and American singer/actress &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Judy_garland"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Judy Garland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (nee Frances Gumm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judy brings us to the edge of tears when as a young Dorothy in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wizard of Oz &lt;/span&gt;(circa 1939) she sings "Somewhere Over The Rainbow". It's a song of a plaintive longing for peace and plenty. It speaks to a Depression ravaged America and a Europe readying for a cataclysmic conflict that would in later years come to be known as WW2 (as seen in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saving Private Ryan&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirk Wellham scored a century in his first class and test debut. He captained New South Wales, Tasmania and Queensland. After retiring from cricket he went on to teaching and later became a school principal. After the glitz, glamour and heroism of cricket, he devoted his life to raising the next generation of Aussie cricketers and dare I say it, Aussie citizens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judy and Dirk never met, unfortunately, but I like to imagine the conversation if they had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirk: Hello Miss Garland, I'm Dirk Wellham&lt;br /&gt;Judy: Hello Dirk! Great knock against New South Wales today.&lt;br /&gt;Dirk:Thank you Judy.&lt;br /&gt;Judy: What's it like playing against your old team-mates?&lt;br /&gt;Dirk: Well, it certainly helps with strategy!&lt;br /&gt;Judy: Oh, Dirk! You are an absolute deeelight!&lt;br /&gt;Dirk: Thank you Miss Garland, and may I say how much I enjoyed  you in Meet Me in St Louis.&lt;br /&gt;Judy: Why thank you Dirk and you must call me Judy!&lt;/blockquote&gt;Certainly one can dream. And without our dreams are we not just empty shells?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see down at the nets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Esteban Von Disco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1155658222630456401-7980364242165172495?l=callmystylist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/feeds/7980364242165172495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/02/judy-and-dirk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/7980364242165172495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1155658222630456401/posts/default/7980364242165172495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://callmystylist.blogspot.com/2009/02/judy-and-dirk.html' title='Judy and Dirk'/><author><name>Garth Reason</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vJpdPd160M/Tr8UJwU1CZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UQ6WVn1BWI8/s220/131307_fist.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaGwMhN-euc/SYudH_kxxMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HOGKRfiXncM/s72-c/1293461.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
