Silly me, I don't half feel stupid. All this time I thought the news reports of poverty and disease and starving children in India was real when all the time it was a cunning ploy by the media to cover the fact that India actually has enough money in the kitty to pay to host the Commonwealth Games in Delhi in 2010.

I guess all those Indian taxi drivers who can't speak adequate english and drive like complete lunatics can go home now and India won't be needing international aid packages any more.

God Bless the Commonwealth :-D

And while listening to the closing ceremony for the 2006 games in Melbourne on TV as we speak, it has once more been made incredibly obvious how little class Australia has from their inclusion of Dame Edna Everidge singing some incredibly awful dirge about Melbourne on a show being broadcast internationally. Can you say "laughing stock"? Now John Farnham is screeching outside his elderly vocal range and he ain't looking OR sounding too damn hot, either. Nothing like rehashing your Glory Days in front of an audience who remembers what you used to look/sound like to turn the show into a farce. Bring back Little River Band - all is forgiven.

Now the programme has ended and there is a bunch of gratuitous wanking going on attempting to praise the high calibre of the performances tonight. Oh dear.

Where the hell is Jimmy Barnes when ya need him, hmmm?