Megan Fox and I have much in common

I was amazed, yesterday, when reading some random article to find the following:

The Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen star loves body art, and insists prospective lovers have an inking before she will consider getting serious with them.

The 23-year-old said: "I have eight tattoos. All my boyfriends are required to have one and if they don't have one yet, I make them get a tattoo of my name or my face."

I feel exactly the same in relation to clients. I insist that all my clients get a tattoo of my name or my face. Preferably my face. Preferably on or near their genitals.

Transformers

Finally got around to watching Transformers on DVD, and I have to disagree with Lucas [who I cannot insert a link to because he's taken his blog down] - I thought the film was really really crap.

The script was incoherent, the "funny bits" felt forced (and almost without exception weren't funny) and the film perpetuated cheap and unnecessary stereotypes such as the nerdy teacher who can be sweet-talked into giving a student a better grade. There were a few moments of character-development sunshine - such as the family's solicitous and unexplained devotion to their chihuahua and its pain medication - but overall it felt like an underwritten crappy film about a teenager who wants to be cool, interspersed with lots of explosions.

Also - why did the Autobots speak to each other (and have interior monologues) in English, while the evil Decepticons usually spoke to each other in 'robot language' - although when Autobots and Decepticons were speaking to each other it was in English.

Anyway, there were somewhere between 1.5 and 2 good reasons to see the film (and between 0.5 and 1 of those reasons is Australian). See below.

Rachael Taylor (the one that's not Megan Fox) is a Tasmanian girl who scored a mid-size part in Transformers out of basically nowhere.