Pamela Anderson and Kid Rock have filed for divorce.  If only they could have held on a couple more days, it would have been four whole months.

It seems in their case, the marriage lasted until the honeymoon was over. A peek at Anderson’s diary shows that the couple got married at least three times since July, with entries from the actress such as “The honeymoon won’t stop.” But then, yesterday’s awful diary entry: “Divorce.  Yes, it’s true.  Unfortunately impossible.”

It’s sad, but at least there are things that make her laugh. Like the farting turtle on her movie set in Vancouver in another diary entry. ”Farts are always funny,” she explains just days before her own marriage ran out of gas.

Canadian actress Pamela Anderson stands on the deck of a boat before her wedding ceremony aboard a yacht in St Tropez, southern France, July 29, 2006. REUTERS/Eric Gaillard

The latest version of the bikini - once the most sizzling little bit of clothing around -  beeps to tell you when you’re brown enough. That’s pretty much the same thing a good oven thermometer will do, it’s just that here the main course is a little more attractive.

I don’t know. A belt with a timer and a meter to measure UV rays - that doesn’t seem like Pamela Anderson - seems more like Batman to me. Robin, to the Rivieramobile!  

Undated handout photo of Canadian company Solestrom’s new bikini that goes on sale in August 2006 with a UV meter built into its belt and an alarm that beeps to tell wearers when to head to the shade. REUTERS/Solestrom/Handout