Monday, January 21, 2008
OK Foo just for you:
Because I know the overwhelming sexiness of James when he tilts his chin down and his head to the side, narrows his eyes, and purses his lips juuuuuust the tiniest bit means as much to you as it does to me. ;-)
Seriously folks, I warned you. I told you I was about to mainline Buffy. And oh boy are there needle scars on my arms. I always start out with this show thinking DAMNED that Angel and end it thinking Angel you're interrupting my lust of Spike, go away and brood somewhere else. And then he smiles and it all goes to hell.
But I'm up for a breath. The great news is that during this time I have had a birthday and my dearest cult member Lisa has gifted me with....wait for it.... the entire set of Angel disks. So pretty soon I'm going to have to start looking for veins in between my toes.
But quick - before you loose me again.
One day last week on the way home (yes I have had to leave the house a few times) I stopped at my local overpriced yuppie grocery store because, for all of their sins, they do indeed have the best darned hummus in a twelve state area (although Utah doesn't count because I don't think Mormans eat it).
While walking back out to my car (hummus in hand) I saw something that looked like it had come right out of a Mad Max movie:
This thing.... I guess it's homemade? Although it's not something I've ever thought about a motorcycle before. I know they can be "custom built" and "special design" or whatever but this doesn't bring any of those lofty ideas to mind. This makes me think of the professor in back to the future. I can picture him with those goggles on and that crazed white hair welding those tanks onto it. SEE THE TANKS??? Would you wrap your crotch around them?? Oh, and yes... this is the seat. I bet the farmer whose tractor it was stolen off of wants it back (or maybe not). I'm guessing... not too many road trips on this thing.
I'm just fascinated by this bike. You know it's got either a wildly fascinating story/character behind it or just some weird ass sleeps-in-a-closet so the Feebs can't get him with their sonic radar kinda guy.
I would have hung around to find out but, you know, I was in the middle of season five and Spike looks soooo good in that season. LOTS of eye narrowing and chin tipping.
Because I know the overwhelming sexiness of James when he tilts his chin down and his head to the side, narrows his eyes, and purses his lips juuuuuust the tiniest bit means as much to you as it does to me. ;-)
Seriously folks, I warned you. I told you I was about to mainline Buffy. And oh boy are there needle scars on my arms. I always start out with this show thinking DAMNED that Angel and end it thinking Angel you're interrupting my lust of Spike, go away and brood somewhere else. And then he smiles and it all goes to hell.
But I'm up for a breath. The great news is that during this time I have had a birthday and my dearest cult member Lisa has gifted me with....wait for it.... the entire set of Angel disks. So pretty soon I'm going to have to start looking for veins in between my toes.
But quick - before you loose me again.
One day last week on the way home (yes I have had to leave the house a few times) I stopped at my local overpriced yuppie grocery store because, for all of their sins, they do indeed have the best darned hummus in a twelve state area (although Utah doesn't count because I don't think Mormans eat it).
While walking back out to my car (hummus in hand) I saw something that looked like it had come right out of a Mad Max movie:
This thing.... I guess it's homemade? Although it's not something I've ever thought about a motorcycle before. I know they can be "custom built" and "special design" or whatever but this doesn't bring any of those lofty ideas to mind. This makes me think of the professor in back to the future. I can picture him with those goggles on and that crazed white hair welding those tanks onto it. SEE THE TANKS??? Would you wrap your crotch around them?? Oh, and yes... this is the seat. I bet the farmer whose tractor it was stolen off of wants it back (or maybe not). I'm guessing... not too many road trips on this thing.
I'm just fascinated by this bike. You know it's got either a wildly fascinating story/character behind it or just some weird ass sleeps-in-a-closet so the Feebs can't get him with their sonic radar kinda guy.
I would have hung around to find out but, you know, I was in the middle of season five and Spike looks soooo good in that season. LOTS of eye narrowing and chin tipping.
Labels: cult, personal urban drama, video
# posted by Carol : 9:36 PM
