You wanna talk about twitterpation. (I am on a mission to redeem this word from an asshole I went to college with who used it and did not deserve it.) I stumbled upon this photo whilst web surfing last night and it set my world ablaze. Especially the southern hemisphere. LOL. Couldn't resist that one. Anyway, DAMN. I have been to many drag shows in my life and I have seen some dudes who could transform themselves into beautiful women. Great legs, great hair, great clothes, etc. But I tell you what, bitches, I have now seen the best set of legs on a man ever. EVER, peoples, ever. Long and lithe doesn't even cover it. I know, I know, it's gonna seem like a way biased opinion because of who this is but I don't care. If you have eyes, you will see what I am saying:
Sweet Jesus Alive. I did well when I picked an idol. There are worse things than being the handsomest man in the whole world, I would imagine.
My friend, Bob, was back at work today after a time of being gone for a knee replacement. It was very good to see him. Sometimes you don't realize how much you enjoy someone's company until there is an absence. I'm glad he's on the mend and back to work.
In more talk of dudes, I think I got a crush going on Burke Devlin from Dark Shadows. I was watching an episode the other day and I was like, "What is that object on the table? Is that a catcher's glove?" It was like a huge object on the table in a scene at that cafe they all go to. Then it moved and I realized it was Mitch Ryan's hand. I cracked up and then was like, "Shit. That's a big hand . . ." Since he's kinda like part villain, part suave businessman, part slick charmer, he gets to be a bit flashy, dress well and be attractive and bewitching. Color it working on me. He seems like the kind of guy who could fuck up your world in all the right ways. Like an old school Dick Tracy type gangster who might give you a bit of the bad boy treatment.
