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They've just released the advertisments for the official toys. Good news: The vogons look deadly. Bad news: Still only got a one-headed Zaphod. check it out

It's like someone copied-and-pasted Barry Gibb's face onto a rug. That's truly magical.

Woman's Way has a section called "Aren't Men Daft?", which always makes me laugh. Housewives write in and tell the world about the CRAZY things their husbands do like accidentally leaving the remote in the fridge.

Those nuts never would have come up with something like that.

Things that made me laugh: aids song, montage song, puppet puking. Things that didn't make me laugh: everything else.

What the fuck happened to this thread? In other news - I wholly support the claim that Hill Street Blues had the best theme song of any telly programme, ever. It had this hint of melancholy, but seemed to say "Chin up, it'll all work out in the end". Movies: Would saying "Koyaanisqatsi"...

Yeah, craigslist is your best bet: http://dublin.craigslist.org/apa/ I've mostly found places through friends and friends-of-friends. The one experience I have of renting through an agency was a fucking nightmare.

Windows 1 launched in November 1985. Pre-launch boxes in 1984 is even pushing it, let alone 1983. LOOK WHAT MY FRIENDS HAVE DONE TO ME.

There's also the altogether deadly Wicked Chef Cafe on Meath Street, who also do Cabbage and Bacon and the best coddle in Dublin. Pity it's on Meath Street though. Fucking shithole.

No pete, I didn't. My loss. (ps - Windows box between the two computers at the back puts it at 1984 at least too. I've become the thing I hate most.)

The Jeff Bridges remake and 'Without a Clue' are two perfect hangover movies. And as such, both have a special place in my heart. Heh - Arty Morty.

I showed this to someone today, and they immediately fired an email back saying "I THINK YOU MEAN 'FROM 1984' - AS EVIDENCED BY THE MACINTOSH IN THE BACKGROUND". There's times I wish I had cooler friends.

The first time I ever saw him was in the River Rat. I haven't seen it in years, but I think at some stage towards the end, he falls into some poison ivy and comes out all fucked-up looking, and keeps trying to find and/or kill Martha Plimpton. I spent most of my childhood terrified of him...

I think this new version looks deadly. The cops-going-after-informer thing is a pretty nice conceit. Only trouble: Brian Dennehy. I fucking hate Brian Dennehy.

Have you introduced him to the MAJESTY that is potato croquettes and gravy?

I hear they're gonna make Ford white in post-production too.

Judging by the way he's shifting his head over to the left, I'd say they'll add the head and arm in later, in post-production. Unless they want a hundred thousand pissed-off fanboys baying for their blood. I have such a boner for Zooey Deschanel.

Now the other guy is off to see if Good Charlotte will let him in, leaving Baby Busted to be the CUTEST THING IN THE WORLD all by himself.

It was a pile of shit. A pile of absolute shit.

I'm not knocking it - I love gossip. I've just never seen jokes about rude-sounding names on the BBC before.