Kyle V Clark

I love Kyle and I love Clark but if it came to the crunch I don’t know which one I would choose as a hot superhero (ish) boyfriend. And obviously when I say Clark I mean Smallville Clark and not Christopher Reeves (RIP) Clark.

They’ve got a lot of similarities like;

They’ve both got some serious superhuman powers

They’re both ultra moral “good guys”

And, they’re both in love with the girl next door who has a jock boyfriend standing in the way.

Which one is better boyfriend material?

We’re in season 2 now and well into it so it’s kind of easy to forget how it all started, we thought I’d give you a quick rehash to where it all began…

A teenage boy is lying on a forest floor. Naked. Kyle XY looks around at his surroundings, unsure of what he is actually seeing. A rattle snakes lunges at him to attack. He grabs it by the neck and stops it hissing.

Every species is born with instincts that create a balance with nature, all except the species Kyle was born into.

Walking through the forest Kyle comes across many things that are alien to him, like two people having sex in a tent. Making his way through the city Kyle eventually and inevitably gets arrested and sent to a Juvenile Detention Centre where he meets Nicole – his saviour.

After examining Kyle’s unusual tendencies – he seems to be unable to speak, his innocent mimicking but most of all, smooth skin where his belly button should be – Nicole takes him home to meet her family.

Stephen her husband – the astute business man very reluctant to have a ‘problem case’ in the house, Lori the party and boy crazy teenage daughter and Josh her young son, at an age where reading dirty magazines in the bathroom is essential.

After so many unexplainable and amazing incidents – fixing Stephen’s computer, saving Lori, outsmarting the cop and all the mimicking – Nicole decides that Kyle needs special care and should stay with her family instead of being shipped off to state care.

She tells her family of her plan and they don’t react well but once they all sit down for dinner that night young Josh pours Kyle an iced tea while Lori tenderly piles his plate with vegetables.--

Love it or hate it?

We’re in season 2 now and well into it so it’s kind of easy to forget how it all started, we thought I’d give you a quick rehash to where it all began…

A teenage boy is lying on a forest floor. Naked. Kyle XY looks around at his surroundings, unsure of what he is actually seeing. A rattle snakes lunges at him to attack. He grabs it by the neck and stops it hissing.

Every species is born with instincts that create a balance with nature, all except the species Kyle was born into.

Walking through the forest Kyle comes across many things that are alien to him, like two people having sex in a tent. Making his way through the city Kyle eventually and inevitably gets arrested and sent to a Juvenile Detention Centre where he meets Nicole – his saviour

After examining Kyle’s unusual tendencies – he seems to be unable to speak, his innocent mimicking but most of all, smooth skin where his belly button should be – Nicole takes him home to meet her family.

Stephen her husband – the astute business man very reluctant to have a ‘problem case’ in the house, Lori the party and boy crazy teenage daughter and Josh her young son, at an age where reading dirty magazines in the bathroom is essential.

After so many unexplainable and amazing incidents – fixing Stephen’s computer, saving Lori, outsmarting the cop and all the mimicking – Nicole decides that Kyle needs special care and should stay with her family instead of being shipped off to state care.

She tells her family of her plan and they don’t react well but once they all sit down for dinner that night young Josh pours Kyle an iced tea while Lori tenderly piles his plate with vegetables

Love it or hate it?

Who says cartoons are for kids? Family Guy and American Dad creator Seth MacFarlane tops Entertainment Weekly's list of the 25 smartest people in television.

The magazine says Family Guy DVDs and merchandise have earned a reported $US1 billion ($A1.55 billion). MacFarlane is the highest-paid writer in TV, with a Family Guy spinoff called The Cleveland Show in the works.

"That frat-boy persona is only a cover," says Entertainment Weekly.

30 Rock creator and Sarah Palin imitator Tina Fey is second on the magazine's list. CBS Paramount Network Entertainment chief Nancy Tellem is third. Oprah Winfrey came in sixth.

In The Beginning...

Once upon a time there was a world where dial up Internet was considered a luxury, Myspace had only one member (hi Tom), mobile phones resembled space shuttles and the world was without Australia’s Next Top Model.

We have come a long way.

Twas the year 2005. And what a historical year in media it was...Martha Stuart went to Jail, Rehab became the new celebrity holiday hot spot and Paris Hilton continued to waste valuable air...time.

But it wasn't all bad...the year 2005 gave birth to an Aussie Top Model!

I remember my very first Australia's Next Top Model experience like it was yesterday...

Let’s take a (power) walk down memory lane shall we…*cue “The Way We Were” by Barbara Streisand…

I was spending some intimate one on one time with my couch, remote in one hand and empty box of chocolates in the other (ahhh heaven). Suddenly a bevy of beautiful girls begin to invade my TV, strutting up and down a runway and declaring why they want to be models..."I want to be a model, because I want to be famous," says one hopeful. "I have what it takes", says another. I immediately feel ashamed of my sloth like behavior and try to fight my couch's quicksand like capabilities in an effort to get a closer look at the models, secretly hoping to find any sign of human flaws.

Despite realizing Australia is full of beautiful model types and that I am definitely not one of them, ANTM and I have been inseparable ever since our first time. Through the highs ("game on mole") and the lows (Cassandra and Paloma’s "street fight"…oh wait that’s a high) the memories will always reside in the corners of my mind.

What is your favorite Australia’s Next Top Model moment?

Is Alice STILL peeling?

If you were born yesterday or have been living under a rock, you would be forgiven for not knowing who Alice Burdeu is. For the rest of you, I screech this in my most disappointed, motherly voice: GET WITH THE PROGRAM! FOX8's Australia's Next Top Model Program that is! :)

For those of you who missed Season 3 of Australia's Next Top Model, let me fill you in on who Burdeu is...

Alice Burdeu was an unknown skinny strawberry blond from Melbourne who caught the eye of Producers at the ANTM Auditions and landed herself a spot on the show. After impressing the shows Judges (including Alex Perry, Charlotte Dawson and Kirstie Clements of Vogue Australia) with her "unique" and "something special" look, Alice won the title of Top Model and has become THE most successful contestant EVER to come out of the International Top Model Franchise.

Alice has graced the covers of Vogue Australia (twice) and Harper's Bazaar and is a favourite on the New York, London and Milan Runways, modelling for D&G, Lanvin, Louis Vuitton and Alexander McQueen, just to name a few.

It's official, the red head is on FIRE!

Those of you who DID watch Alice make her TV debut would remember her most for being the hypochondriac outcast of Season 3 (success is the sweetest revenge) and who could forget her trademark wispy voice, precious personality and of course, that pale skin.

So ghostly white is Alice, I began to wonder where I had seen this type of phenomenon before and after years of investigation, found the following evidence...

So its little wonder the poor little petal is afraid of the BIG BAD SUN!

Alice knows she "has to be careful" of UV Rays, but on a particularly fateful day, the unthinkable happened...Alice was accidentally exposed to the sun.

Here's what happened...

There is no need to worry Alice...Axolotls shed their skin too, so I'm sure its only natural that it "all peeled off".

DO THE BART MAN...MAN!

Remember the Bart Man Song? Why not sing along...

Yo! Hey what's happening dude?
I'm a guy with a rep for bein' rude.
Terrorizin' people wherever I go,
It's not intentional, just keepin' the flow.
Fixin' test scores to get the best scores,
Droppin' banana peels all over the floor,
I'm the kid that made delinquency an art,
Last name, Simpson; first name, Bart.
I'm here today to introduce the next phase,
The next step in the big Bart craze.
I got a dance, real easy to do,
I learned it with no rhythm and so can you!
So move your body, if you got the notion,
Front to back in a rock-like motion.
Now that you got it, if you think you can,
Do it to the music, that's the Bartman
Everybody if you can, do the Bartman!
Shake you body, turn it out, if you can, man!
Move you butt to the side, yes you can, can!
Everybody in the house, do the Bartman

It wasn't long ago, just a couple of weeks,
I got in trouble, yeah, pretty deep.
Homer was yellin', mom was, too,
Because I put mothballs in the beef stew.
Punishment time, in the air lurks gloom,
Sittin' by myself, confined to my room.
When all else fails, nothin' else left to do,
I turn on the music, so I can feel the groove!

Move your body, if you got the notion,
Front to back in a rock-like motion.
Move your hips from side to side now,
Don't ya slip, let your feet glide now.
If you've got the groove, you gotta use it.
Rock rhythm in time with the music.
You just might start a chain reaction
If you can do the Bart, you're bad like Michael Jackson.

Everybody if you can, do the Bartman!
Shake you body, turn it out..If you can, man!
Move your butt to the side as you can, can!
Everybody in the house do the Bartman
Do the Bartman!