wsc

Right on time, once a year.

The two greatest affronts to human happiness have been The Black Death and Advertising, the art of convincing people they can't live without something they'd never heard of until now. Pay TV (as I remember cable TV was called in its early years) was depicted as a Godzilla-like head atop your TV and you had to keep shoving coins into its mouth to watch. But at least there weren't going to be any commercials. That worked out well, didn't it? I challenge anyone to randomly tune to CNN and not hit a commercial 8 out of 10 times, which is why I think of it as the Commercials Now and Next channel. Shakespeare had it wrong; first, kill all the advertisers! This completes this episode of screaming at the rain. And now a word from ...

But I don't know anybody else who's 6'2", 210, chiseled, 3% body fat, and 9-thick where it counts. So, what am I supposed to do?

Well, you're right. That was a close shave!

What the hell did he pull the trigger with? If he used the only appendage left to a quadruple amputee, I'm impressed. In prison, he'll be a very popular throw pillow.

Classical, Antonin Dvorak Symphony No. 9 (From the New World), 1991 performance by the Munich Philharmonic and conducted by Sergiu Celibidache, for at least the 35th time. A masterpiece by a genius performed by skilled artisans and inspiringly conducted by a master of tone and tempo. It has no equal. Available on YouTube.

Shouldn't this be posted under Athletic Supporters?

I find this sad and somewhat personally painful, which is strange since I never met nor did I know this young man, except through his porn work and persona. But his wholesome good looks and pleasant presentation must have made a substantial impression on me, and I mourn his far too premature passing. Rest in peace, Seth, and condolences to all his friends and family.

After his wife had died the husband confessed to a friend that he hadn't said a word to her for over twenty years. "Why was that?" asked the friend. "I didn't want to interrupt her."

So's my schedule; when's he available?

It took me awhile to see there was a pooch in the pic; that bright moon got stuck in my eyes.

He looks like a young man who works at a bar I frequent. Well, technically, he looks like that young man as I imagine him after I take his shirt off him.😛

No, but it does seem to recharge my batteries.

The expression on the Top's face almost whispers afterglow.