I was certain I’d already posted this, but maybe I’m sleep-blogging in my dreams again… Anyway, I have failed to mention that my current weekly serial, Spring Heat, is on vacay last week and this week and will be back again after the 4th of July.
I believe Kitt and Sasha (Spring Heat‘s hero and heroine) mentioned something to me about smuggling fireworks across state lines to celebrate Independence Day—what are your holiday plans? Personally, I’ve got Girls’ Weekend in Chicago with Scamp and a few other chicas; needless to say I’ve been mentally packing and repacking my wardrobe for days now. Friday can’t get here soon enough!
In the meantime, if you want to catch up on the first nine chapters of the serial, click here and read to your heart’s content. Things are about to get really hot and heavy for our protagonists…so get excited, y’all.
This weekend, I moved tons of extraneous files onto an external hard drive—fighting the good fight to keep my gimpy laptop alive just a titch longer. I was pretty proud of myself for my digital house-cleaning…until this morning, when I realized all my hott-half-naked-menfolk pics no longer resided on my desktop.
So what’s a girl to do when Objectification-of-Men Tuesday rolls around and there’s no man to objectify? She goes to the streets. Well, she goes to the street named “Google Images.” And what does she find?
This. She finds this. I found this. I don’t care what his name is, and I don’t care if he has a career, a substance abuse problem, or two ex-wives and five kids on child-support. The only “total bummer” going on here is that I’m suffering from a case of looksies-but-no-touchies.
Oh, well. Guess that means it’s time to rebuild my desktop eye-candy files, starting with this fiiiiiine torso right here.