Poor Saudi Arabia!

One of the most ridiculous things I have ever heard:

Saudi Arabia is trying to enlist other oil-producing countries to support a provocative idea: if wealthy countries reduce their oil consumption to combat global warming, they should pay compensation to oil producers...“Assisting us as oil-exporting countries in achieving economic diversification is very crucial for us through foreign direct investments, technology transfer, insurance and funding,” Mr. Sabban said in an e-mail message.

Um - where to start with this? That Saudi Arabia has had BILLIONS of dollars over the years that it has been receiving oil revenues? That Saudi Arabia has made horrendous decisions on how to spend their oil revenues - not on economic diversification but on making sure that all the royal princes have fancy cars and houses all over the world, on racing horses, and gold and palaces and on and on? That poor countries make bad decisions with their meagre funds but international financial institutions still make them pay back their ridiculous loans, that were given as a result of advice from western nations? That it is not the responsibility of other countries to ensure that industries survive, if they no longer are profitable or needed? ARGH!

I really hope that the Saudi Arabian delegation can use some of their BILLIONS OF DOLLARS to buy a clue.

We came, we danced, we loved

It's no secret that I've been waiting years, literally YEARS to see Jason Mraz in concert. And last night my long anticipated wait was over and it was SO GOOD. I wanted to try and write a witty review of last night's events, but I'm oozing with such fond memories that all I want to do is gush.

I will say that 3rd row is awesome and when I first walked into the darkened Jubilee and realized that I would be close enough to see him spitting, I clapped my hands with glee. I will also admit that he has become more hippy granola than I realized and I miss the nerdy/preppy Jason just a little. Nonetheless, the concert was amazing the only trouble being now I know what I will be missing when he tours again and doesn't stop here. The evening couldn't of been more magical if it was hosted by leprechauns riding unicorns. Yes, I know I'm being over the top.

Best.Political.Line.Ever

In response to today's budget motion being approved by the Bloc and the NDP (which also helps prop up the minority Conservative government), Michael Ignatieff said:

“Jack and Gilles have gone up the hill, and we know how that little fairy tale ends,”

Baby love

CATTY friend Laura just had a baby and I loved this paragraph in her birth story:

There are no words to express the feeling of that little, disgusting girl as they plopped her on my chest and I heard her cry. I looked at Brad and couldn't believe that we could do this together, that he and I did this and now we get to hold the girl we'd been waiting so long to see. She's perfect and lovely and everything we could imagine and looking into her dark eyes makes me love Brad even more. He holds her and I love them and have everything I ever need right in front of me.

Congrats Laura and Brad!

Cougar-iffic

People, this story just about killed me. This minxy Malaysian woman, 107 years old (ONE HUNDRED AND SEVEN YEARS OLD!!) and on her 22nd husband, thinks that her husband might just leave her so it's time to find hubby #23.

Wok Kundor has been happily married for four years to her husband, a man 70 years her junior.

But since he left their village in northern Terengganu state for a drug rehabilitation program in the capital, Kuala Lumpur, Wok has had a gnawing feeling.

"She said that she has been feeling insecure lately and she needs to find out whether he still loves her or not," said R.S.N. Murali, a reporter for The Star. The English-language Malaysian daily was among several local media outlets reporting on the lifelong romantic.

"She is worried he might not come back after his program and find himself a younger wife," Murali said.

If so, Wok has her eyes set on a 50-year-old man, but hopes it does not come to that.

"I realize that I am an aged woman. I don't have the body nor am I a young woman who can attract anyone," she told the newspaper.

Gingers are taking over

Although I loved Anne of Green Gables, I can never quite feel like I trust red-headed people. Reshree, on the other hand, often says that if she were a white person (wp*) she would LOVE to be a redhead. She is not white.

Anyway, this gathering of gingers really freaked me out.

Walking round the city, redheads smile and laugh with one another. Since this is a celebration of gingerism, an army of hairdressers, makeup artists and cameramen have been drafted in to prepare for the fashion shoot, treating redheads like celebrities.

It's so culty. And freckly!

Ms van Hengel, whose reddish locks are somewhat faded, seeks out redheads not just for their aesthetic qualities - but their character traits too. Most have had to put up with bullying, she says, which in turn has made them strong and proud characters.

Really? REALLY? Red headed people are stronger?

You're wrong when it's right

For my friend Mr. Pysanka, I bring to you a really awesome Ukrainian version of Katy Perry's 'Hot or Cold'. Enjoy!