Wednesday, December 31, 2008

2008 can suck it

Happy New Year!

I totally fucking miss you.

Voulez vous buvez avec moi, ce soir?

see ya next week...

Monday, December 22, 2008

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year

This will be my final post for 2008... I'm leaving town for a while, so I'd like to wish all of you fabulous people a truly terrific holiday. Thanks for all the laughs this year...

I'm spending the holidays with my family, which means I'll be drinking with a view and writing for the next couple of weeks, so I'll be back in January with more stories, one less blog (rocketalk is going off the air) and a brand new format.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
Joyeux Nöel et Bonne Année!
love Kat xo

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Show Us Your Tips!

Headline: Paris art models go nude to protest City Hall law against tipping

PARIS (AP) - Paris City Hall wants to strip art school models of the tips they receive from painters and sculptors - and the nude models decided they weren't going to take that with their clothes on. About 15 models braved near-freezing temperatures to strip outside the city's cultural affairs bureau Monday to protest a new municipal order that again bans the age-old practice of tipping those who pose nude.

I can't even believe I'm writing this sentence, because I am ALL ABOUT THE NUDITY, but wouldn't this protest be slightly more effective if the models kept their clothes ON? You know, refuse to show the artsy-fartsies their "tip" until they see some tips? I'm just not convinced that working for free is the clearest path to higher wages.

One of the things I love about France is the ass-backwards way they protest stuff that pisses them off. I was visiting there when the ban on public smoking in cafes and restaurants took effect on Jan 1, 2008. The French were completely outraged by the whole assault on their smoking culture, but chose to protest the new bylaw by - get this - boycotting the purchase of cigarettes. Oh yes,that will teach them all a big fat lesson. The French sure are good at problem-solving.

And then there was that time in 2005 when the restless youth of Paris protested police violence and high youth unemployment by rioting in the streets, burning cars and businesses (including a daycare), and killing innocent bystanders. Because nothing helps you get a job faster than torching the offices of your potential employers, and nothin' keeps the fuzz at bay like an arson party.

Anyways, fuck all that, we were talking about boobs, right?

I'm leaving for France next week, and you can be damn sure I'll be nipping this issue in the buff.

Oh, and if you like the above painting, it's "The French Model" by Sergey Ignatenko. I just told him I was French to score that gig. Sorry I defaced it with a mitt full o' Euros, but my hand was already covering that boob, so you're not missing anything, perverts.

Monday, December 15, 2008

A Comprehensive Directory of All The Animals I Ate Last Night

Last night, I enjoyed a special culinary tour of Fuzion, one of Toronto's fine dining/lounges on the Church Street strip. As the guest of one of the house chefs, I had the rare privelege of experiencing a 10-course tasting menu (a series of small portions) of their newest winter dishes within the stunning decor of the old Robert Simpson House.

It was a wonderful evening and I highly recommend this restaurant if you're in Toronto (Church & Dundonald) and looking for a lovely spot to enjoy some deliciously creative food.

If you're a vegetarian (shame on you), you might want to look the other way, because these are all the animals I ate:

The wilderness is a quieter place this morning.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Farewell, Bettie Page

The world's most famous and controversial pin-up model, Bettie Page, passed away yesterday in Los Angeles at the age of 85.

click here for her obituary from Associated Press

There will never be another model like Bettie, because she personified naughty in an era of nice, and helped to usher in the sexual revolution of the 60s.

"There was a passion play unfolding in her mind. What some see as a bad-girl image was in fact a certain sensual freedom and play-acting - it was part of the fun of being a woman."
-- Olivia De Berardinis, American painter

"The origins of what captures the imagination and creates a particular celebrity are sometimes difficult to define. Bettie Page was one of Playboy magazine's early Playmates, and she became an iconic figure, influencing notions of beauty and fashion."
-- Hugh Hefner, Playboy Magazine

"I want to be remembered as I was when I was young and in my golden times... I want to be remembered as the woman who changed people's perspectives concerning nudity in its natural form."
-- Bettie Page

Most of Bettie's images are NSFW, but I'm posting some here anyways and I'm sorry if anyone catches hell, but seriously, you should know better than to read Rocketradio at work. Nudity happens.

click images to enlarge

Tuesday, December 9, 2008


I had an excellent birthday yesterday, thanks in part to your kind wishes, and the overwhelming generousity of my beautiful friends. For all the sordid party details, please read the The Guv'ner's Official Kat Birthday Commission Report on the year's most stud-starred event.

I've also got some pics of my birthday booty (as in "treasure", not "ass") to better illustrate the full degree of awesomeness.

I received a pair of black low-top Converse All Stars from my BFFs Trixie and Beever. I love them Beevers! I've wanted a new pair of Chucks for a long time. I need all the help I can get to regain my Hipster Doofus status after that incident at Starbucks which now prevents me from loitering around on their sticky sofas with my laptop.

No mo' Snarbuck!

A little something from myself - a new skin for the Rocketfone! I have a very generic cellphone, which only led to terrible mobile ownership confusion in the past, so I designed this skin myself, to help reduce those late night bar brawls. Now my phone is so much cooler than your phone could ever hope to be.

My dad got me a ticket to see Duran Duran tonight at the ACC! I was a big fan of DD as a teen, and I missed out on seeing them live way back in the old days, so 22 years later, I'll finally live the dream.

Super sexy cookbook author and local celebrity chefetainer Ryan Jennings gave me an autographed copy of his brand new book, Entertaining With Booze, which coincidentally was my nickname in college. It's a gorgeous, glossy publication full of great tips, delicious recipes, and top-notch food porn. Makes an excellent holiday enabling gift for your favourite alcoholic.

The inimitable Daddy K bestowed me with this cute Mini-Munny Zipper Pull. I've named him Stan. He may be tiny, but be cautious - he's packin' a shiv. Never trust a guy with a fucking hook growing out of his head.

Someone out there knows how to ride the Rocket.

It's 'Milk'n'Honey' scented, too.

God bless you.

As for the request for your Drysdale votes, thanks to all the folks who have already chosen me among a field of tough contenders for Blogger of The Year. Unlike the other Bloggers who are pathetically begging for your votes today, I'm not going to resort to sad, desperate pleas for your attention.

Not in this post anyways.

Monday, December 8, 2008

December 8th: The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

I'm not like other people who remain all humble and silent about their personal milestones, so I'm just gonna come right out and say it: today is my birthday, so bring it on, lovers!

I'm taking the afternoon off to play Wii at 4:20 with my friends, but in case you're running out to get me a present, here's a few suggestions:

the Schick Intuition razor -- Shaving just got a whoooooole lot more exciting. I hope it's one of those "sonic technology" razors the boys have. Yeah, like dudes need a vibrating razor.


Creepy children optional.

007 Quantum o' Solace video game (Playstation) -- I rented this last week for a test drive and I want my own copy. I can't be with Daniel Craig, but this awesome game lets me actually be Daniel Craig! It's a dream come true.

Yeah ok, I spend most of my time bending myself over and staring at my ass.

Shut up.

Bacon briefcase -- Seriously, I need a place to keep my bacon.

Cold Hard Cash -- so I can finally finish my "I ♥ Pistols At Dawn" tattoo. I couldn't take the pain and I sorta bailed at a most unfortunate time. Apparently this is freaking hilarious to Mexicans.

Your Unconditional Love (photo not available) -- it's cheap and cheerful, and really the only thing that matters to me. I will also be happy to accept Your Conditional Love during these difficult economic times.



Today at Fire That Agency!: BeckEye continues The 12 Ads of Christmas with Day 4...Gold Diggers!

The nominations are in!!! Check out the nominees for the 2008 Drysdale Awards. Also, please vote for me (or FTA!) as often as possible, because it definitely counts as Unconditional Love.

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Setting Free the Bears

While choosing my nominees for the 2008 Drysdale Awards at Grant Miller Media, I couldn't help but notice this banner ad for 100% free Gay Bear Dating in the sidebar.

I was all "no way!" - and not just because Mr. Miller is a dangerously straight man living a peaceful, bear-free existence with his loving wife and children. My problem with the ad is the man in the photo, and his obvious lack of qualifications to be cast in the role of gay bear. But what do I know? I'm not qualified to make a final judgment on the matter, so I called in someone who is.

I scheduled an urgent conference with Rocketradio's Senior Gay Bear Dating Correspondent, Crystal Visions. Ms. Visions is a professional Stevie Nicks impersonator, an avid Gay Bear Dater since 1992, and a rather formidable grizzly herself.

Kat: Does this guy look like a gay bear to you?

Crystal: That's Edward Norton.

Kat: I see where you're coming from, but it's not Ed Norton.

Crystal: Sure it is! Fake smile, poofy hair, big ol' va-jay-jay on his face...

Kat: It's not him. Edward Norton is thinner and douchier. But I'm wondering, as an expert dater of bears, does this model accurately represent your ideal?

Crystal: Well, "ideal" is so subjective. He's a good looking man for sure, but I like 'em meatier and bushier myself. I'd have to see his body... naked.... ooooh maybe he's pear shaped? Or maybe he's got a sexy Buddha belly...

Kat: Please stop touching yourself. I don't know... I'm not convinced that he's hairy enough. I mean, shouldn't he look more like this? (see photo at left)

Crystal: OMG check out that bling. Looks like Sally just robbed a church, eh?! What's it to you anyways? I mean, why are you blogging about stupid ads on some other guy's blog?

Kat: Because Grant Miller paid for my breast implants on the condition that I blog about Grant Miller Media at least once a month.

Crystal: You're out of stuff to write about, aren't you?

Kat: (long pause) .... Yes.

Crystal: Is Grant Miller a gay bear? I might be interested...

Kat: No, he's a polar bear - the total opposite of a bear. Straight, married, kids... I've only seen one photo of him, but he's thin and clean shaven.

Crystal: But he has an ad on his blog for a gay bear dating site?

Kat: Yes.

Crystal: Honey, those are the gayest bear daters of all.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

I'm back, and I brought you some plugs

See? I told you I wouldn't be gone that long. I just had some stuff to do.

Like this:

Rocketstudio has launched a new online shop for Toronto's famous Propaganda boutique! If you're looking for fun and unique holiday gifts, check out

and this:

The 12 Ads of Christmas, Part 1, now available at Fire That Agency!

and this:
  • helped Stéphane and Jack overthrow Canadian government

  • picked my nominees for the 2008 Drysdale Awards

  • completed first draft of scandalous tell-all book

  • hired lawyer to deal with injunctions filed against scandalous tell-all book

  • attempted to sell my Pistols shrine on eBay (no takers)

  • drove by your house. A lot.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Happy Yanksgiving / Idea of Progress Day

I'm just back for a minute to wish the Americans a Happy Thanksgiving.

Because I'll always make time to post a picture of Turkeyboy.

Today is also The Idea of Progress Day.

To celebrate my love for the Idea of Progress, I have posted this picture of a boy who is dressed up like a turkey and is also acting like a turkey.

Enjoy your holiday(s).

Thursday, November 20, 2008

I'm not dumping you. I just want to see other people.

Dear Leonesse,
I'm not dumping you for 30 seconds of lousy, so here's the note you requested.
I will be back - I'm just busy with work and a little burnt out on blogging, and I thought you all deserved more than a South Park clip for the next couple of weeks.
If there's any guest bloggers out there who are looking to pick up extra shifts before the holidays, send your application to

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Ten reasons why I'm taking a break

1. I just don't want to be in a relationship right now, but if I did, it would be with you.

2. I need some space.

3. It's not you, it's all about me.

4. I need to focus on my work right now.

5. You're holding me back from all the other lives I could be ruining.

6. I'm not worthy of you. I deserve better.

7. I'm seeing someone else.

8. You keep stealing from me.

9. I love you so much, it scares the hell out of me and my parole officer.

10. We just don't have much in common anymore. You're a morning person, and I am plotting my escape.

I hope we can still be friends.

Saturday, November 15, 2008

I'm not your buddy, guy

This bit from South Park totally slays me. It helps if you understand that in Canada, everyone is either "buddy", "guy" or "friend".

This has been my favourite catchprase for the past couple of weeks. You should see the awesome look of hurt confusion on people's faces when you say "hey, I'm not your friend, buddy!"

QUANTUM OF SOLACE UPDATE: Due to an unforeseen scheduling conflict, I had to postpone my screening of the new 007 movie until the Sunday afternoon matinee tomorrow. I'm hoping there will be a lot less people in the theatre so I can writhe and moan and scream "YES! YES! YES!" without a police incident.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Another way to die

I'm so very excited to finally see Quantum of Solace tonight, after months of heavy breathing anticipation. Don't worry kids, I'm bringing a date who will keep me in line and make sure I don't pull a PeeWee Herman in the theater. This may involve pharmaceuticals and/or physical restraint.

Fuck yeah!

Monday, November 10, 2008


In case you were feeling all smug about having a better weekend than Katy Perry's furious boobs, guess again.

Not to be outdone by a couple of sour jubblies, her fun-lovin' box came out swingin' on Saturday night.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

PMS confessions

-- I ate almost half a box of crackers while watching Coronation Street and bawled my eyes out because Vera died and I have no idea how Jack is going to manage without her.

-- I also cried during Obama's victory speech on Tuesday night because I saw Oprah and Jesse Jackson crying first. Jerks.

-- I was a total cunt to a woman in line at the grocery store. She saw me heading for the cashier and raced me for position. She beat me to the line-up, but almost crashed her cart into me. She had an entire cart full of a week's worth of family groceries - I had just FOUR items, plus I'm juggling everything in one arm because my knee is all busted up, and I'm on crutches. I found this unusually rude behaviour, and gave her a dirty look. She said, "Sorry, but I'm late to pick up the kids from daycare and I really need to get out of here pronto ... I'm sure you understand.". To which I said: "Oh, I understand. I understand that you think your time is more valuable than mine, and that you take advantage of disabled people to meet your own selfish needs." She started to argue with me, but I cut her off and snapped at her: "Just shut up and pay for your stuff, bitch."

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

more shameless plugs

be sure to check out Fire That Agency! this week.

We pre-empted our programming for the U.S. election, but I'm back at it today, showcasing a series of graphically disturbing commercials that will burn a hole in whatever's left of your soul.

We've also got some hot Guv'ner action for you later in the week!

Sorry if you're sick of my shameless plugs, but if you'd just put us on your blogroll, you wouldn't have to put up with this crap.

My Post-election non-rant

Hello, and welcome to yet another post about the results of last night's election.

I'm quite pleased that Barack Obama is going to be the next U.S. President, as are most foreigners who could never really understand why you guys put Cletus in charge for the past 8 years. But I'm even more happy that all the campaign media coverage is over, and in the coming months, my favourite bloggers will find new and exciting non-political topics to discuss.

If you're one of millions of bloggers who have relied heavily on this election campaign for daily material, you may be feeling a little lost and uncertain about the future of your precious blog. Well, I have taken the liberty of compiling a list of alternative discussion topics to help ween you off the political rhetoric that may have fuelled you for past 22 months...

Katrocket's "Big Dozen" Post Topics

1. Go to YouTube, or Funny or Die, punch the word "hilarious" into the search engine and post the first clip that makes you LOL. This is a sure-fire winning post every time, and it involves almost no effort. If you've made a good video choice, people will automatically assume that YOU are a comedy genius, thanks to your mad skillz in video embeddening.

2. Because the whole world shares your unwavering fascination with your own traffic stats, make a list of all the wild n' wacky search terms that brought losers to your blog for a mere 3 seconds before they realized you were not the world authority on "filipino midget goatfuckers party hat" that they hoped you might be.

3. Tell us how you're planning to celebrate The Idea of Progress Day on November 26th. I already booked a banquet hall and a Whitesnake cover band months ago, but I realize most of you are not that organized, so a simple minute-by-minute account of your activities on Nov 26th will suffice.

4. Show off your sexy, desirable side with a series of posts about your ex-lover(s), and how you're so over them that you're strong enough to call out their myriad of shortcomings behind their back on the internet. Be sure to blab about every private aspect of your most intimate relationships, (especially the super embarrassing stuff!) and try to make it seem like your temporary lapse in judgment was not your fault, as you were likely the unfortunate victim of an elaborate ruse or extreme intoxication. I assure you, if done properly, no one will think you are bitter, needy, neurotic or unlovable.

5. It goes without saying that the blogosphere is an excellent forum for your humourous and/or endearing stories about your children and pets. If you don't have children or pets, weird and/or creepy co-workers and bosses make for an excellent substitute!

6. Pose as a celebrity guest blogger. Don't forget to post their photo and change your screen name - no one will even suspect it's really you!

7. Talk about all the crazy shit you did and/or funny shit you said at the bar last night. People really love that stuff, because it's not like we had to be there for it to make any sense.

8. Review something. It could be a movie, a concert or event, a book, a restaurant, or a disappointing bedroom performance (see # 4) - just make sure it's not an "imaginary review", because The Imaginary Reviewer has already cornered that niche market in the best way possible.

9. Talk smack about other bloggers. I LOVE a good blogger-on-blogger shakedown, even more so if there's accompanying photos of Bikini-Clad You vs. Other Blogger in a plastic kiddie pool filled with jello - even if you're a fat guy. Especially if you're a fat guy.

10. If hating isn't your scene, blogcrush posts can be just as entertaining! I get a huge kick out of knowing who would be your BFF or soulmate in a world without sanity or geographic borders. Remember that fun children's game - the one where you pass around a note that says "Are you in love with Billy?... check yes or no" and then the bitch who passed you the note shares your answer with everyone at school - including Billy? Yeah, those were good times. It's the internet equivalent of "high school cafeteria", without the terrible food and the Popular Kids Who Won't Let You Sit At Their Table.

11. Write a post about a commercial, billboard or print ad that you love to hate (or just plain love), e-mail it to, and find a new way to watch your stock rise to dizzying heights!

12. Or you can keep on writing about politics - because the mudslinging campaign ads may be gone, but The Great Big Mess still remains, and I look forward to reading your opinions during The Era of Change in America. I don't envy Barack Obama, because he inherited a very broken country and will face greater challenges than any president in recent memory. Americans voted for change, but it will be interesting to see if folks are actually willing to change themselves in order to achieve it.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

My pre-election rant

I've been following the U.S. election very closely over the past couple of months, and I usually keep my trap shut on this blog - mostly out of respect for my beloved American friends, and a concern that my acerbic opinions may hurt some feelings. Americans - you're super sexy, and I love you unconditionally, but I can no longer stay silent about this: I'm really annoyed with all the news reports regarding long line-ups and technical problems with the voting machines at the early polling stations this week.

Could someone please explain to me why this shit is happening?!!

I mean, thanks to the American media's inability to shut the hell up about it, the whole world has known about this election for a couple of years now. And since there were faulty machines and hotly contested votes during the last election, one would assume that the people who designed (and charge money to maintain) these wonders of technology would've gotten off their asses during the past four years and worked out the bugs.

Of course it's way more convenient to blame the voters themselves with lame excuses like "operator error", but that's ridiculous. Sure, there's always some dumbasses in the mix, but if citizens honestly can't figure out how to push a button or two, perhaps that says something about your fucking polling machines.

Not to brag, but we just had a federal election in Canada (Oct 14). It was called 45 days before election day. There were 5 candidates for Prime Minister, and one televised debate. It might seem quaint, but like most countries in the world, we still vote the old-fashioned way - by marking an 'X' on a little square of paper that contains a list of the candidates names. You simply put your 'X' in the little circle - or if you're retarded, you can put a scribble or a line or a smiley face in the circle, and it still counts. If you can't colour inside the lines, or go apeshit with the pencil and mark more than one circle, it's a spoiled ballot. When you're done, some official government person puts your little folded up paper in a sealed cardboard box with a slot on the top. No tampering, no cheating, no gray areas.

There are thousands of polling stations (sometimes three or four in one neighbourhood) so not a single polling station had a line-up the size of a theme-park ride. We don't even have to be registered in order to vote - you just show your ID, or something with your name and address on it, like a utility bill. The cost of the entire process was approximately 3 million dollars, and yes, a whole lot of trees gave their lives for all the paper ballots. Don't worry too much about that - all the paper gets recycled.

Go ahead and poke fun at our simple ways, but when a winner was finally declared, there were no controversies about bizarro polling machines that choose the red guy when you really wanted to vote for the blue guy. There were no stories of voters being turned away because the polls closed while they were standing in line for several hours. The entire election process was over and done with in just six weeks.

So I'm asking my American readers to enlighten me. Please help me understand all this voting machine nonsense. What the hell has happened to you guys? Was it all that cocaine in the 80s? Remember the good old days when you put a MAN ON THE MOON before anyone knew what the hell a computer was? You invented the fucking AUTOMOBILE for chrissakes, during an era when very few people were educated beyond the basics of reading and writing. So how is it even possible that your brightest minds can't invent a polling machine that works?

I realize it's none of my concern how you handle your elections, but whether I like it or not, your policies, trade agreements and wars affect my existence, too. If McCain gets in, I'm just as fucked as you are, and this is now the third close-race election in a row where the outcome may not be entirely accurate.

So if you'd like to continue calling yourselves "the leader of the free world" or "the best country ever", or some other delusional self-congratulatory phrase, please tell the idiots in charge of your elections to stop being so laughably incompetent.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Let me vendortain you

Snappy tunes,
Sexy moves,
Billy Sims in flight,
Cockroach dance party,
and a giant egg-laying eagle.

They all await you at Fire That Agency!

Monday, October 27, 2008

My Big Wicked Online Pageant entry

Beth over at Cup of Coffey is holding a Big Wicked Online Pageant - you just scan a photo of a Hallowe'en costume from your past, then post your link in her comment thread (but be a sport and buy her a drink first.)

Here's my entry:

"Alien host chicken"

We have a winner!

Dress Me Up contest results

There were lots of terrific costume suggestions:

Surviving Myself - sexy toaster

SO24 - sexy baked potato, sexy LiteBrite, sexy Tetris piece, sexy Chupacabra, plus some whining about no one taking him seriously (2 bonus points!)

Falwless - ceiling fan ("go ceilings!"), infant clownfish

Steakbellie - [classified!]

BeckEye - Q-Tip (not the rapper), sexy Q-Tip (the rapper)

Skyler's Dad - David Duchovny ("just hit on everything that moves") - this got a laugh from the jury, so Skydad gets an honourable mention

Dr. Zibbs - asked me to help him stalk me on Flickr in lieu of submitting a costume idea. 5 bonus points!

JDC - sexy nudist

Pistols At Dawn - unsexy Catholic girl... "Like that's even possible." (It is possible, Pistols - rent Superstar with Mary Catherine Gallagher).

Leonesse - a princess (I seriously considered this one, since I'm very unPrincesslike, and it would've been pretty funny)

James - sexy bag lady or scary Madonna. The jury worships Madonna, even the scary one, so this got a "boooooooo". (3 bonus points!)

T - "Go as yourself... -it can't get any sexier!" aaaaaaw shucks, thanks T! Honourable mention and 3 bonus points for flattery.

Jana - Aunt Jemima (would result in lost friendships, social leprosy, and a severe beating, but thanks anyway) or a scarecrow.

R is for Reading - Moi Rene... this was really entertaining. It's too obscure to pull off, but thanks a million for introducing me to Miss Honey! (5 bonus points!)

The Idea of Progress - a McKenzie brother. It's Bob & Doug, not "Bob & Dave", although the actor who plays Doug is Dave Thomas, so that was "a beauty way to go, eh"

Ask Alice - Sarah Palin. I think this will be a very popular costume this year, but I don't want to be shunned at the party. I also don't think I could stand hearing myself talk like that all night.

Imaginary Reviewer - Don Cherry. Great suggestion - because once again, I get to keep the Wilfred Brimley moustache. (2 bonus points!)

These are all very creative ideas, but I've decided to go with one of my own - Rich Uncle Moneybags Pennybags (thanks Pistols) from the Monopoly game.

It's a good choice for me, since I already have a top hat, cane and a suit, and it means I won't have to shave off my awesome Wilfred Brimley moustache.

As promised, I put all the entrants names in a hat (actually, it was an all-gay jury, so we used a stylish ceramic candy dish from Pottery Barn) and asked my esteemed jury to pull a name at random.

The winner of a superfly BBJ prize is
BeckEye of The Pop Eye
Please contact the management to claim your prize.

Congratulations BeckEye, and thanks to all the contest participants.

Stay tuned for my next holiday-theme contest: "Which of Katrocket's relatives will get a Christmas gift this year?" (There can be only one.)

Friday, October 24, 2008

a hat trick of hotties!

Just when you thought no one would post anything good on a Friday, awesome new blog Fire That Agency! turns the beat around and brings you a hat trick of hotties* to prime you for the weekend:

The Guv'ner is back,
and she's talkin' smack
about douchebags!

BeckEye patrols the tough streets
of New York for a shakedown of
pit-proud bitches!

Ask Alice lets her fingers do the talking!

Oh, and Pistols is there too, serving up guns 'n' geetars with a chaser of "the watery-est water in town".

I dare you to find a better entertainment value on one blog (that your company's firewall will allow you to view).

*Today's post is brought to you in part by Advertising Rule # 1: Sex sells.

REMINDER: today is the final day to enter the Dress Me Up contest... Operation Costumization takes place this weekend, when our jury of esteemed costume experts will help decide who walks away with a fabuolus prize from BBJ!

The jury: