Spare Room Be our guest…

In today’s link love…Now that’s a Tretchikoff!; A huge collection of creative public restroom signs; Worst rapper names; Is the Reuters “odd news” section misogynist? A cringe inducing column about finding the marrying type (of man, because all women want to get married); and a choice video — When Ferrets Attack…

IN THE latest Business Week magazine, American wine critic Robert Parker is less than charitable towards New Zealand wine. He writes: “The cool-climate wines of New Zealand have long been popular with wine critics. But to me the pinot noirs are often too vegetal and green, the sauvignon blancs reminiscent of cat pee and the chardonnay is grotesquely over-oaked. This is a country of young wine producers where everything remains a work in progress, but for now the wines do not translate to quality in the bottle.”

(more after the jump…)

Creepy art, creepy pageant kids and TV3’s own little creep. Plus, would you buy a corn stripper? Is the Michael Moore backlash over yet? Why the skinnies hate the fatties? And where an innocent little work-for-the-dole scheme could get you…

It’s true: they are mostly rude, selfish or just plain dim. Like this Auckland serial car stacker (left) who can’t be arsed getting a trailer, and inner city overtakers (you’re going 60km per hour, but still…) and the buggers who don’t indicate.

But one of the most infuriating traffic niggles for me happens at the lights. The drivers at the head of the cue in a turning lane who halt about three metres from the top of the lane, and then patiently wait up to 15 minutes (while every other lane gets multiple greens) amid tooting and impolite gestures from other drivers, before finally moving forward onto the line and letting the pixies who control the lights know they are there.

So, here’s a video tribute to appalling car manoeuvring…