Yes, I do remember bitching about the heat last summer. And the summer before that and every summer before that. The heat and humidity always unite to give me a meteorological 1-2 punch that leaves me as limp and useless as Rex Reed in a Vegas whorehouse.
But it's December now, and Austin is sunny and warm, so I'm not holding a grudge against Mother Nature.
In fact I never hold grudges. My memories too poor for that.
But it's December now, and Austin is sunny and warm, so I'm not holding a grudge against Mother Nature.
In fact I never hold grudges. My memories too poor for that.
Donnie at Famous Like Me has a quick but rather brilliant example into the illogical behaviour of trashy people.
Through Just Beautiful Men this week, I was introduced to Matthew Chilelli, who is smart and funny, sensible and rather sweet. At least I think he is because his clips are. Here. Try one for yourself.
Also on Just Beautiful Men I found, at the end of last week, a photo tribute to Kevin Zegers, whose been the object of some attention from me since he hit 19 and outgrew those AirBud movies which I've never been able to sit through. He's a respectable talent (if a sometime questionable judge of a script), and it's great to see him getting some good roles in good films.
I didn't recognize him at the time, but on 3 Dec Tripataka at Sini...Sini... had a photo of Marco Dapper that I hadn't already seen plastered around the blogosphere. Sometimes I think it ought to be a crime to look that good.
Unless, of course, I looked that good, in which case it should qualify one for a Congressional Medal of Something-or-other.
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