Captain Jack Attacks From the Back

(You Know Your Problem?) You Keep It All In

A Man's Man (I met the author in Melbourne and he's lovely!)

Also!

Wounded

Backstroke of the West (I so have to make some ikons using these)

The Thor on terror

ETA: Overheard in New York (Spot the Australian: Tourist woman: Excuse me, can you tell me where the big apple is?)

No reason

plllllllllllllluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmp!

Within the last two minutes

Annoying man at door: I'm from blankety blank green electrical power.
Me: Oh, thank you, but we're all right. Good night.
Annoying man at door: Don't you want to save the world?
Me: *thinks* *Eating all paid workers for causes and charities would help reduce population pressure*

Talk-back caller on show about artists: Grants should be means-tested. Also, there should be proof of suffering for the art.
*audience laughter* Host: How would you quantify the suffering?
Caller: Like compensation.
Artist: With a urine sample and a swab.

ETA:

Kate: *addressing the bedroom* You cannot hide from pudew mummy! She is all-seeing, all-knowing, and all-patting!
Both cats: *walking in behind her* Who are you talking to?

His hed is asymmetrical yay

New Scientist is always full of fascination. Just one issue (23 July) is chocka with stuff which I'd like to rave about - trypanosomes' lazy use of a single promoter for hundreds of genes, a possible cure for IBD using nerve stimulation, that Austrian cardinal (and pal of the Pope) who rejected evolution, yet another study showing that the antidepressants keeping me alive don't actually do anything (but also proof that chronic fatigue syndrome isn't imaginary, news which will not stun any of its many sufferers), etc.

Let me instead talk about the Doctor's head.

Firstly, Christopher Eccleston's remarkable noggin, which would be an ideal candidate for ear shape recognition, as described in that overstuffed issue of NS.

Secondly, the characteristic which David Tennant's incoming bonce shares with Paul McGann's ovary-exploding visage: their faces are both asymmetrical. Have a look at the cover of DWM 359: Tennant's eyes don't quite line up. Now, NS is always running articles about some study or other which shows that symmetrical faces are the most attractive. But what if slight asymmetry adds the spice of interest? Or is finding both gentlemen gorgeous merely another sign of my fathomless perversion?