We’ve been watching Match Game ’77 the last few weeks via the magic of Peacock. Last night, an episode came on, and one of the contestants was the absolute pinnacle of ’70s hotness. He even had Fannie Flagg drooling. Oh, Tom Smallwood! Just look at how insanely handsome you are. *Sigh!*
We finally made it to the movies last night to see Spider-Man: Brand New Day. It’s a solid entry into the new run of Spider-Man movies. I, for one, am glad they have finally gotten away from using the word “home” in the movie’s title. It was starting to confuse this old man’s brain. Anyhoo. I guess because he’s gotten super ripped, there is a gratuitous amount of Tom Holland shirtless in this movie. David called me a perv when I told him it was my favorite part. Russian bathhouse scene FTW! Ha ha.
I was at a (very nice) gay campground over the weekend, and I should have known that I would come back fucked in the head. I have been to two gay campgrounds previously and I came back depressed and upset both times. I should have known this time would be no different. I should have just stayed at home. I just can’t funtion in that kind of environment. Honestly, I question if I function well in any enviorment these days. It sure doesn’t feel like it.
So, here’s some leather focused eye candy to distract you while I try and put my brain back together.
Send this hunk over to keep me company for the holiday weekend. Grrrrr.
– Guess who is sick with (what I am assuming is) a sinus infection! It started last Monday and made last week a bit pesky. The weekend wasn’t much more fun. If it were just the snot, I could deal with it better. It’s the sinus pressure/pain and headache that make things miserable.
– I finished my top-secret cross-stitch project last night. I will finally post some photos of the darn thing when I get it framed, and it’s been handed off to the lucky recipient. I am fairly certain this person doesn’t look at this blog anymore … but you never know!
– I talked the other day about the stages of grief I have been stuck in over RóisÃn Murphy’s heel turn from queer-friendly singer to evil TERF monster. Last week, I commented on a Facebook post of hers whining about being canceled. My comment was blunt and expressed hurt. It was not full of the insults I would like to hurl in her direction. Well … she blocked me. [Insert Eyeroll Emoji Here!]
– AND … If anyone has $1.3 million to give me so that I can purchase this brutalist beauty that is located in the California desert, please contact me. SWOON!
This fancy new jockstrap from Nasty Pig has caught my attention … but the damn thing costs $42!!! I am too much of a cheap bastard to pay $42 for a jockstrap. Sigh.
My outlook on life has really been in the shitter this week. Ugh.
So, let’s take an eye candy break! An underwear brand (called Hello) has had sponsored ads popping up in my Facebook feed … and they certainly got my attention. Well, hello, Hello!
Hello, Jake!
I know it’s been a while since I have reached out to you. I am sorry that I haven’t seen your new movie, Roadhouse, yet. I have seen your “getting in shape for the movie” training video though. Dang! It’s too bad you shaved your chest hair but I guess you can be forgiven for that. And know, if you ever need something to drill other than your forearms, you can always hit the “contact me” link in the menu.
Love, Chas.
People sure did lose their minds about Jason Kelce ripping off his shirt when the Kansas City Chiefs won last weekend. The only problem I see with this is that he wasn’t doing this for me in private at my house. Hubba!
I have started watching the first seven episodes of the final season of Ozark, and all I can say is … “Hello, Alfonso Herrera!!!”
The weeks are slipping by and there is really not much going on personally. I’ll say it again … yay, Pandemic Life.
Enjoy some jockstrap-y eye candy while I regroup.
New jockstrap colors are in the house …
Too bad one doesn’t automatically look like this just by putting one of these on.
This super cool Hublot Cold Fusion Chronograph Watch designed by Shepard Fairey is only $22,000. Who wants to buy me one?
