movie day.

I spent much of yesterday lounging around and doing very little of anything that could be considered productive.  It had snowed about a foot the day before and, since I'm off work between Christmas and New Year's, the idea of lazily staying indoors seemed like the perfect thing to do.  As things turned out, I ended up watching an interesting mixture of movies.

First up was Animal House -- a movie I hadn't seen in years  A friend from a non-English speaking country came over and, since he hadn't seen Animal House as a teenager like most Americans of my generation, we popped it in.  Despite a few questionable gay and racial items that are probably more indicative of the time in which the film was made than of any particular mindset or biases of the producers, it was just as hilarious and diverting as I remembered.

It was interesting to revisit the younger faces of so many well-known actors who I'm more familiar with as they look today: Tom Hulce, Stephen Furst, Kevin Bacon, Tim Matheson, Karen Allen and a perfectly deadpan Donald Sutherland.  I'm also reminded of what a loss John Belushi's death was to the entertainment world. His larger-than-life screen presence (no pun intended) cannot be denied.

Next up was Paris, Je T'Aime.  As you'd expect with any anthology film made by almost 20 different directors, the various entries are ultimately a mixed bag that don't quite gel together.  But as a meditation on love and on the City of Love, it was an enjoyable way to spend a couple of hours.

I especially liked the final segment, "14e Arrondissement," starring Margo Martindale as a lonely, middle-aged mail carrier from the Midwest on a solo, once-in-a-lifetime trip to Paris.  Martindale narrates the short in fluent French but with an intentionally, hilariously flat American accent.  This particular segment, directed and co-written by Alexander Payne (Sideways, Election, About Schmidt), was both disarming and surprisingly moving.  It reminded me of similar feelings I had when on my own perhaps-once-in-a-lifetime trip to the City of Lights.

As it turns out, I saved the best for last.  After my friend left, I pulled out one of the first Blu-ray discs I'd ever purchased but had never gotten around to watching: Blade Runner, by the great Ridley Scott (Alien, Thelma & Louise, Gladiator, Black Hawk Down, Kingdom of Heaven -- seriously, where is this man's Academy Award??).

I could say a million things about this highly influential, stylistic masterpiece.  Blade Runner is, arguably, the second best science fiction movie ever made, topped only for sure by Kubrick's 2001: A Space Odyssey.  However, I'll just say this...  Haven't seen it in a long time?  Think you've partaken of everything there is to experience in it?  Watch it again.

shower.

Well, the first half of my holiday break is over.  Time to get cleaned up and think about dealing with my by now unruly beard.  I'll let this picture of a luvly hirsute gent serve as today's inspiration to hop in the shower and consider perhaps mowing my face down to size.  Funny thing is, this looks just like my shower -- sans the guy, alas.

mustache love.

I ran across this pic on MALE ASS BANQUET, a good blog definitely worth checking out. The hairy ass is, of course, a beauty to behold -- but I'm finding that I'm attracted the little glimpse of a mustache on his upper lip just as much.

happy boxing day.

Boxing Day, for those of you who are unfamiliar with it, is a holiday that usually falls on the day after Christmas.  Outside of the U.S., it's observed by much of the English-speaking world.  I like it just because it's something that we sorta, kinda, but not really celebrate here in the States.  Due to its proximity to Christmas, Americans almost always have this day off from life (unless we work retail) but it's not an official, or even unofficially acknowledged, holiday.

Wikipedia has some interesting theories on how Boxing Day came into existence in Europe but offers no clear answers.  One thing's for sure, it probably has absolutely nothing to with pugilism.  Just the same, I thought I'd post a couple of hot boxer pics.  The elf hat on the second pic is from a fun, silly iPhone app I downloaded...figured I'd go with the holiday spirit.  The first pic, however, is just too damned tasty to do any kind of unnecessary monkeying with.

Enjoy!

tron-derwear.

Ah, the cool, blue glow of a computer monitor.  The lighting in this picture of a guy with an impressive package reminded me of the gorgeous, eye-popping blue-whites of the modern TRON sequel, TRON: Legacy.  It seemed the perfect opportunity to play around in Photoshop and a get nice, close-up look at that sizable basket.  (For comparison, the original, non-TRON version is at the bottom.)

smokin'.

Another older pic.  Hairy legs, hairy chest, lean bod, nice dick, pretty balls, the slightest glimpse of a hairy ass, sexy expression.  There's not a thing about this picture that I don't like.  :-)

hair.

Another goody from the old files.  Love those hairy legs and that hairy ass.