Embarrassing. My so-called blog is quickly becoming a gallery of man. I haven't slept in at least 36 hours now, possbily more but I'm not lucid enough to do the arithmetic. I can still spot a hot guy, though I admit my eyes crossed a few times trying to pick a suitable picture. So the latest guy to be pasted on my wall o' fame is Chris Hemsworth, or Jim Kirk's equally hot pa, or the musclely kid from Home and Away, or that one Australian dude who will blow up on your screens in the next year or two. He has Thor in the pipeline, whatever that means. I'm guessing it's some comic book hero I should be privvy to? We shall see. In the meantime, massive eye candy because I refuse to act my age.
(And I still managed to get my Anderson Cooper on today.)