Showing posts with label Husband In My Head. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Husband In My Head. Show all posts

Monday, August 09, 2021

Because It's MY Blog, That's Why

Well, Christopher Meloni, a Husband-In-My-Head since I first saw him in a 1991 TV movie called In A Child’s Name when I was a much younger queering,  has apparently broken the internet with his body.

Christopher, who playsDetective Stabler on Law & Order: Organized Crime, got a little bit nekkid when he shot the cover of Men’s Health, where he shows off by tugging a vintage car, doing squats and posing blissfully nude with only a gym weight concealing his, um, er, firearm.

The ripped and tatted Meloni says he was stunned to make the cover at age 60, but realizes all the credit goes to his ass:

“There’s kind of a thing about my butt … People are really into it.”

Oh yes I ...well, I mean, some people, are. But more than all that ass admiration, Meloni believes “it’s cool as sh-t” to be on the cover of Men’s Health at his age:

“The aspect of age comes into play as far as the cover of [this magazine] and how I feel about it. A friend of mine said, ‘Did you ever think in a million years you’d be on the cover of Men’s Health?’ I said, ‘Certainly not at age 60.’”

If this is sixty … hot, beefy, bendy and fun.

Oy, I feel faint.

Thursday, July 02, 2020

Bobservations

As Mistress Maddie said in a comment yesterday, hot gay British journalist James Longman proposed to his boyfriend fiancé, Alex Brannan, yesterday.

James Longman—and I believe the last name suits him—has long been one of my boyfriends—and as I told Carlos about the engagement, I then had to tell him again who James Longman was …
“You know how when we watch GMA and I squeal like a schoolgirl about my boyfriend being on TV? That’s James Longman. And now he’s gonna be a Husband-In-My-Head.”
Carlos said:
“It’s must be getting pretty crowded up there.”
And he’s not wrong.

Here’s Alex and James, the happy cute couple.

Tuxedo has been trying to explain the asshattery of All Lives Matter on Facebook for weeks now … this time he chose a direct route.
I’ve always called them The Chicks, just because I wanted to, but now it appears that the artists formally known as the Dixie Chicks are now officially The Chicks. If you didn’t know, and how could you not, the word “Dixie” is commonly used as a nickname for the Southern United States, mostly regarding those that composed the Confederate States of America.

So, The Chicks can now be found on Twitter at @thechicks, and their website has been redirected to thechicks.com. In addition, The Chicks released ‘March March,’ a new song that features footage from protests through the years and up to today, naming both George Floyd and Breonna Taylor in the lyrics.

March, march.

I was watching a movie called The Weekend over the, um, weekend, and learned a new word to describe my need to accept no responsibility for my actions: I’m Alibipolar.


That’s all.
Well, well, well … the Mississippi legislature has voted to remove Confederate symbol from the state flag. And Governor Tate Reeves, has said he would sign the legislation into law. Mississippians will vote on a replacement flag in the November election and the current design cannot be an option.


That’s my idea up there.

Still, there is a move to make sure the phrase ‘In God We Trust’ will be somewhere on the flag, totally ignoring that whole Separation of Church and State thing. Oh well, baby steps … 
I was sitting in a parking lot waiting on Carlos and a woman came out of the store and raised her hand, holding her keys, to unlock her car because, apparently, she’d forgotten where she parked. She raised that hand, pointed and clicked … nothing; raised it again, pointed and clicked …nothing.

I was tempted to toot my car horn just to fuck with her. And if I got caught? Alibipolar.
I was watching GMA the other day and there was another viral video of a Karen at Trader Joe’s shrieking and whining about having to wear a mask because she has a medical condition and you’re gonna get sued and she’s not a sheep and … you get it.

After the video, they brought on the GMA doctor, Jen Ashton,  who calmly explained that if your breathing issue didn’t preclude you from being outside then you don’t have an issue breathing. But then she nailed it further by saying:
“And if you can shriek at Trader Joes employees at the top of your lungs about having a health issue that precludes you from wearing a mask, you don’t have a health issue. You can breathe just fine.”
Snap, Karen.
Why? WHY????

Because the first two films made a combined $1 billion around the world, there will be a third Mamma Mia movie.

Haven’t I suffered enough? Lockdown? Furloughed from work? And now this?
Under lockdown, with case rates climbing every day, I have little desire to set foot outside unless I must, so I watched a couple of films with hotties the other day…

The first was Official Secrets was about an woman who worked for the British government and released secret intel to prove that England, and the United States, lied about the WMD in Iraq, and lied about Saddam Hussein’s involvement in 9/11, to force that illegal war. Good film, but, again, it had some good-looking men [top left and top right] in Adam Bakri and Matt Smith—who has been here before..

The second was The Weekend, where I found my new tagline—see earlier Bobservation above—with two delicious mens [lower left and lower right] Tone Bell and Y’lan Noel. The movie was cute funny, at times, but needed a few more laughs, so I focused on those two and found myself, um, interested.

Lockdown can provide some nice views if you’re looking in the right direction.



Thursday, March 19, 2020

Bobservations


At work this week—we are now all officially working from home—my boss was trying to figure out staffing; there were some who refused to come in, some who wanted to come in, some who couldn’t.

So, he was asking who wanted to work and who wanted to stay home and I suggested that maybe Racist Co-worker work from home:
Me: I think she has a pre-existing condition.
My boss: She does? What is it?
Me: No one likes her.
My boss loves me.
Last week a federal judge in Charleston has blocked South Carolina’s Department of Education [SCDE] from enforcing a sex education statute that discriminated against the LGBTQ+ community and other protected classes of citizens.

The statute would have banned any and all discussions of so-called “alternative” lifestyles. In addition Judge Norton  ordered SC superintendent of education Molly Spearman to circulate a memo to local superintendents across the state providing them with a copy of the decree and informing them that sex education curricula should be “designed and implemented without regard” to the offending statute.

South Carolina. Dragged into 2020.
Idris Elba, My-Husband-In-My-Head has tested positive for coronavirus:
“I feel ok, I have no symptoms so far but have been isolated since I found out about my possible exposure to the virus. Stay home people and be pragmatic. I will keep you updated on how I’m doing. No panic.”
This proves that warmer weather won’t kill the virus, because Idris is the hottest man on Earth, and he got it.

Sidenote: I have messaged Idris about coming to Smallville and letting me take care of him. Oh, and tend to his needs for the virus, too.
Couldn’t have happened to a more deserving place.

Mar-a-Lago resort won’t be open to the public for a while as it undergoes a deep cleaning after several guests of _____ tested positive for the coronavirus.

It should have been closed years ago because, as a ______, property you know it’s infested with bed bugs, rapists, con artists and grifters.
And, true story, Mar-a-lago tested positive for coronavirus after hosting a lavish birthday party for Junior’s 100% plastic mistress Kimberly Guilfoyle.

But, and this is about con artists and grifters. Did Junior pay for Botox Barbie’s Birthday Bash?

Nope; when it came to picking up the tab, Daddy’s supporters paid, because the _____’s pay for nothing. Welfare family.
I only post this, not because I believe it, but because I love the idea of having to deny it …

Oprah took to Twitter to dispel reports that she had been arrested for sex trafficking after a raid at her Boca Raton home.

Seriously. Orpah had to say:
‘I haven’t been arrested for sex trafficking.’
Wow.
Dan Lipinski, the only House Democrat who refused to sponsor the Equality Act, supported the Defense of Marriage Act and voted against marriage equality and LGBTQ non-discrimination bills, and opposed a woman’s right to choose, was beaten by Marie Newman.

Bye hater.
In these trying times, we look to our leaders to keep us clam, to show us the way, to, well, in the case of Prime Minister of Spain, Pedro Sánchez Pérez-Castejón, and French President, Emmanuel Macron, and Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau, to get my motor running while I self-isolate.

I’d like to limit my social distancing with these three. Just sayin’.

Monday, July 02, 2012

Matt Bomer: On Coming Out


So, after reading about Husband-In-My-Head Anderson Cooper's Coming Out, I stumbled upon an article about, that other Husband-In-My-Head, Matt Bomer's coming out and how he didn't realize what a step he was taking.
"I never really endeavored to hide anything, [but] there were times I chose not to relegate my history to the back page of a magazine, which to me is sort of akin to putting your biography on a bathroom wall."
But he has learned that just by saying the words--and his coming out was as simple as thanking his longtime partner, Simon Halls, and their children, Kit, Walker and Henry, while being honored by the Desert AIDS Fund in Palm Springs--and acknowledging that he is a gay man, he will have an effect.
"I had somebody from the military approach me a few weeks ago just saying how this helps people, affects people. It brought me to tears."
And he understands that his coming out, while, to him, just a bit of news, has great significance on younger LGBTQ people, and that it might, just might, save a life.
"I hope so. [LGBTQ youth] need saving, certainly in this day and age as much as ever—no matter how much we think we've progressed."
And he hopes that by coming out, and as other actors do so as well, it will have less importance in their careers.
"What we really have to do is stop the adjective before the job title—whether it's 'black actor,' a 'gay actor' or 'anything actor.' Everybody thinks that equality comes from identifying people, and that's not where equality comes from. Equality comes from treating everybody the same regardless of who they are. I hope the media and the press catches on to that because it's time to move out of 1992."
And every time a celebrity, a journalist, anyone with a modicum of fame, comes out, we move further away from that closet and closer to true equality.