Showing posts with label hotties. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hotties. Show all posts

April 22, 2008

Socially Dead

There is a reason I call my daughter the PITA. She can be a serious pest. (She can be the B word too, but I'm not going there today.) Once she decided that she wanted a blog, she pestered me. She kept saying she wanted to call it Sissies Go Home. She said it was a blog for the socially dead. I thought that was a pretty interesting phrase. I Whois'd it. Available. Then I came up with the tagline, Life is Tough, when you have no Life. The PITA got very excited. I told her the cost of a domain and hosting. That's when she said, "ME LIKEY. I WANT."

Spoiled brat.

So with the kind help of Jester, who set up Wordpress, email, and fixed my header dilemma, the PITA now has a blog. A blog that is far more stylish and cool than mine. A blog that will probably garner far more attention than her attention whore mother. Meh. I can live with that.

So please stop by Socially Dead and say hi to Motley. She already knows the likes of Jester, Fab, Dave's bad monkey, Karl's phallus, Matt's Sunday Disservice, Shiny (the girl), and MaryO. Next thing you know,she'll be doing a duet with Fab at the Big Honking Duet Show!

Before I sign off today I want to share some humpday hotness. I miss hotness. I need more hotness in my life. Today, I'm sharing Will Chalker with you. You straight men need to head to the bottom of this post. I'll share something else with you there. And now, here's Will, he of the luscious wheat colored hair and long lean... um muscles. I have a host of Will pics because my friend Jen used him to represent one of her characters at the Bar. At first, I wasn't all that taken with Will, but you know, those muscles grow on you. And once I saw him smiling in a pic (a Paco Rabanne Black ad) I was a goner.




For the men I have someone whom all the woman seem to think is hot. A little topless Eliza Dushku anyone? She certainly is hot. Personally, I liked Liz from last week better but Eliza's pretty damn hot too. Eliza too was chosen by Jen to represent one of her characters. Jen has an eye for what's hot. And, no. She doesn't have a blog. For those of you who write though, you will find her at JR Ward's Black Dagger Brotherhood message board, where she's a moderator. I'm always envious when she says she's talked to the author on the phone. I can't be too envious though. She's gotten me every one of the BDB books signed!

I hope you enjoyed the Humpday Hotness, and if you get the chance, stop by Socially Dead. Have a great Wednesday!

April 8, 2008

Humpday Hotness

I grossed out my teen. I told her I got Snitter for my Twitter. She thought I was talking dirty. "Ewww! Mom! TMI!" I'm not sure how it happened, but I'm more techie than my kid. In this day and age, that is saying something. Sure, she can out-text me, but I can spend $200 and get on the internet without having to buy a computer that some guy named DELL made. HA! Take that, teenager! Let me see you BYOMM! (Build Your Own Monster Machine.)

Since it is humpday, and I'm still entering my freaking horses for Derby Fever, I give you humpday hotness. First up is Liz Hurley. I heard Dave likes her. I like her too. She is pretty damned gorgeous. If I was a man she would give me a woody. I'm not a man and she almost does it for me. Dave has good taste. Oh, and the hotness that is Dave will be on The Jester Show tonight, talking while under the influence of drugs.

You know, all women should be allowed to grow old the Liz Hurley way. Think of how happy and peaceful the world would be if we all grew old in a beautiful way. We would all be too busy boinking each other to fight... Well, we should all be too busy boinking each other anyway. Nothing like sex for making you too tired to fight. Oh, Liz. You should be the head of NATO. Really.

Next up is the very yummy Brazilian Alexandre Verga. What is it with Brazilians? In this pic, Alex totally looks like he's telling me he's gonna get nekkid for me. ALL the Brazilian models look out of their pics like that. They have a market on the come hither and let me boink you look.

Alex and his brother Rafael cause much drooling among the female population of the world. Who would have thought two brothers could cause so many heart attacks. I mean, seriously, they are more likely to give you a coronary than a steady diet of Big Macs. I think Alex is the big brother. And if Rafe is the "little" brother, I really wanna find those pics where Alex bares all. Cause, ya know, I've seen Rafe naked. It almost melted my monitor. No telling what kind of damage naked Alex pics would cause. It might be worth it too. Naked Alex... the cost of a new monitor. Hmmmn. I wonder if I could work that in as a tax deduction somehow. I prolly could. As an IT person, all my computer stuff should be a deduction. Heh.

One last thing before I take off to try to finish entering some horses. I keep seeing this 100 things stuff everywhere. I keep wondering if I should try it. Then I think... no way. I already tell you peeps way too much about who I am. However, I think I shall start opening myself up more. Starting next Wednesday, if anyone sends me a personal question or two, I shall answer them when I post Humpday Hotties. My email addy is winter at winterheart dot com. Enjoy the gorgeous flesh and I hope your Wednesday is full of humping!

April 1, 2008

Humpday Happiness

I think my back feels better. It could be the drugs. Not sure. At any rate, I'm nodding off in my office chair here. Hours before I usually do. Therefore, I give you humpday happiness. The happy ending is strictly up to you.





Not sure what the TT will be this week. Don't be surprised if it's something freaky since I'm on drugs. BTW, if you hadn't figured it out, that's Ali Larter. Not sure who the guy is, but he's hot.

March 25, 2008

Humpday Hotness

Now that the cleavage contest at Fab's is over with, I am going to prove that I do indeed have Frederick's enhanced cleavage. If only I had been able to find the high res images so that I could cut my face out and have the pic be bigger than my fingernail. I could have taken the winner. Well, maybe not. I'll let you folks decide.

My boobage isn't really as big as the corset makes them seem. I'm pretty much a handful for the average man. C cup average. Not big enough to give me a backache nor small enough to have be advertising for a sugar daddy to buy me bigger ones. I wouldn't want fakes anyway. Not my thing at all.

Well, the sim was down so I got not one horse in 22 stables entered. I wasn't in the mood anyway. I made a graphic for a hot Scots who pretty much batted his eyelashes at me and told me I was a star. I'm a sucker for sincere flattery from a hot man. Fab knows how to turn me into a puddle. See yesterday's comments. In Matt's case, a Holy Jeebus, a flash of his organ, and a promise of hot wings, and I'm buying a ticket to Bagwine. I tell you, someone better be getting some, cause Jeebus knows I ain't. Actually, I think Neko the Mean Kitty got some. She sure looks prego to me. And my kid promised me Swirly was failing his attempts! I heard her yelling at him, "Swirly! You fail!" So I figured he was too stupid to pork the girl. I guess silent old Fat Dummy got busy while we were all asleep. You always gotta watch out for those quiet, fat guys.

I have my TT for tomorrow all figured out, so it should be a piece of cake. However, I'm having Bar issues and getting depressed over it. I suppose I'm not getting enough feedback or accolades or something. Everyone is too busy to be bothered to read, so I look at my characters and tell them, "No one cares, so I'm not writing you today. I'm off to read Kyra's blog!" They look really sad. And then, when I go to write them, they won't cooperate because they think no one loves them any more. I don't know what to tell them. We have a lot of members. I just don't think people are coming around and reading. And half the characters are Jen's and she's not posting so the other characters think it's vacation or something. Maybe, I'll put all my characters on a plane and do a Lost version of the Bar.

I'm tired, so I'm posting hotties. I don't feel like blogging really. I'm just babbling anyway. You weren't really reading this shit, were you? At any rate, there's cleavage and hotties. Something for everyone. I'm going to bed to stare at Anderson Cooper and pretend to sleep.

I would be so comfy right there on that bed...


Or maybe in this bed...



Ummmn. Andre Coelho...


Ummmn. Travis Fimmell...


Ummmn. Raffaelo Balzo...


Ummmn. Rafael Lazzini...


I better quit while I still have eye candy to share over the next few months! See you tomorrow for a musical Thursday Thirteen.