Megan's Head

A place where Megan gets off her head.

Month: April 2009 (Page 1 of 4)

Talk talk radio

I’m off to talk to Soli on 567. I love it. Today we will be talking about the work we do with improvisation in the corporate world. I’ll feedback later. Eesh, I just tried to make links to Soli and 567 but I can’t make contact!

Will fix later.


I’ll admit it freely. I am a facebum addict. (For those of you who don’t know, facebum is what I call face book.) I mainly go there every day to change my status; I collect lists of one liners and then stick them up. I find it quite amusing. I also play Scrabble (and even Lexulous with my US friend). I am not very good at trawling though information about my facebum friends, but I like the way it keeps me up to date with who is doing what where.

And then there is twitter. I’m trying people, I’m trying. But I just don’t get it. It was the subject of a heated debate this weekend, but I still don’t get it.

So between email, twitter, facebum, my blog and my cell phone (which I hate!!) I am techno’ed out I tell ya.

I’m off to rehearse. With real live people. I’m going to ask them how they are, face to face. I’m going to see their actual faces and hear their real, natural voices. It’s gonna be real!


Urban Creep


I like a heart


Our ‘hood

Every now and then I am forced to put the arbitrary pics I take onto my lap top and I get surprised by how cool some of them turn out. Herewith! DSCF1412DSCF1337

The Susan Boyle Saga

14881456_susanboyl_225x300 Come on! No really. Come On!! I can’t take it anymore. If another person sends me the Susan Boyle link or posts it on my facebum wall with a post script of how they wept when they watched it, I am actually going to puke! What’s wrong with you people? Surely you know how ‘reality TV’ works?

The creation of Susan Boyle is strictly according to formula. The squint, snaggle-toothed, dumpling guy, Paul Potts (for goodness sake!) who won the last time; the cell phone salesman who sang a soppy Nessun Dorma? Join the dots people! He made the show famous. He upped the viewer numbers by billions. He was the cash cow. Susan Boyle is him repeated. Just  a different sex, different song and only one eyebrow.

Why do I have to spell it out for everybody? Why do rational thinking, clever people with degrees and deep understanding of human behaviour act like such totally gullible moegoes when it comes to this kind of hoodwinking? Haven’t you read Ben Elton‘s Chart Throb?

Surely some of you have known people who have auditioned for Idols, or even worked on the show? Without going into detail, you must know that there is absolutely nothing ‘real’ about this kind of reality TV. It preys on the unfortunate looking, the abused and downtrodden, and will manufacture a puppet to fit the profile. Enough.

My opinion? An unfortunate looking, not very bright spinster was unearthed. Thank the producers she could hold a note. “Yippee. We’ve got a winner!” ” Wait, maybe if we dump her in the semi finals we’ll get more viewers!”

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