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may get me banned, but it’s classic cheesecake. I’m doing it for your readers, Pam!

NOT SAFE FOR WORK…
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WB made what I thought was a good suggestion: why not continue the True Blood theme I started with Skarsgard? So, I give you Aussie Ryan Kwanten, alias Jason Stackhouse.

Apparently our boy isn’t camera shy…

One more below the fold, probably NSFW.
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I found a pic that I think will amaze Pam’s readers. Yes, I am finally posting a picture of a woman, showing it ALL at Pam’s.

Under the fold…

You know you want to see it…

Careful, she’s totally naked…

Not a stitch on (except for those heels)…

Bet y’all didn’t think I’d do it…

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We interrupt our regularly scheduled program of scantily clad men for an instructional video:

I have to go wash my brain out with nekkid men now…

I’ll see your ghey and raise you Jason Statham, clearly a full house in terms of manliness.

Pete Stark is a jerk and he has long outlasted his usefulness to the American public. The video below is presented by Golden Gate Minutemen and Bay Area Patriots (the latter a group I am loosely associated with):

The woman in the video deserves the Congressional Medal of Freedom (okay, maybe that’s excessive, but I love how she gets to the point and Stark, as usual, shows his ass to the assembled crowd:

*The origin of this blogpost title:

I never think about it! So I turned to the man and asked ‘how old will I be?’ and he replied ‘you don’t wanna know’.

Have mercy. I’ll be 53 in two days, so let the partying commence. First gift to myself:

Say what you will about Alexander Skarsgard… he’s dating Kate Bosworth. Thanks to WB for the tip, since I don’t know who’s dating whom in Hollywood…

lies like a dog on a rug (no offense to our canine pals!) and no one calls him on it…

H/T Pamibe (who doesn’t want to post political crap right now, understandably…)

Update: He probably meant his grandfather, who chose a Commie pinko sex perv for Obama as a mentor…

Dubbed “Gramps” by Obama, Dunham has been depicted in news reports as a patriot who served in the U.S. Army in World War II. But he had a close relationship with Communist Party USA (CPUSA) member Frank Marshall Davis in Hawaii, who reportedly drank and smoke pot with Dunham.

Davis was not only a communist but a pornographer who wrote a semi-biographical novel about having sex with a 13-year-old girl. He mentored Obama for as many as nine years of his young life in Hawaii.

Dunham, who was white, had picked Davis as a mentor for Obama because he thought the youngster, whose father had abandoned the family, needed a black role model. Davis, who was black, fit the bill. “It was a terrible decision,” Kincaid commented. “He turned over the young Obama to a communist sex pervert for moral guidance.”

NICE. We have the most dysfunctional motherfucker in office in the history of the United States.

for Pam’s readers. (I know what Pam is thinking, that I am just abusing my privileges here by posting cheesecake, but there really is a quiz involved).

What’s wrong with this picture?

Vacation Part the First has been accomplished and I feel much better already. Foregoing daily news, clicking ‘mark all as read’ in Reader… I highly recommend it and as much as possible. Already the soul feels refreshed, the mind cleared of all that clutter that I’m powerless to change, anyway. The unpleasantness occurs whether I see it or not.. Current events? What’s that? I may delete that category and blog solely about zits on my dog’s butt. She doesn’t currently have any, but I could work wonders with only a muzzle and a magic marker.

Vacation Part the Second will commence as of tomorrow. I’m looking forward to leaving the PC powered down for a couple of days of peace. The beach beckons as do other, less puerile pursuits. (Though I just found my abandoned bottle of bubble juice out back and will not hesitate to spin around like a 5 year old, producing a sky full of happy bubbles, just for the joy of it. Everybody should play, even people about to turn 50 something.)

I’ve started pressure cleaning the pavers in the back yard. Not a difficult job, but it is time consuming. Sometimes those are the best occupations, for they allow the mind unfettered reign to romp. That’s vacation as well.
Once upon a time I could get the man to do these types of things simply by making a start. But the bloom is off the rose or whatnot and he no longer leaps to my rescue, instead trusting me enough to do things myself.

Anyway, I have some questions.

Do they make flip flops that don’t become miniature Slip ‘N Slides when wet? Because I’d sure like a pair.

How do I know when the mangoes are ready? Should I pick before they slip to the ground?

Is this poison ivy? I clearly do not know what it looks like, since I keep rubbing up against the stuff!

Why do I still get any reception at all? Amazing!

Why does one dog lie baking in the sun…

…while the other has the good sense to take cover in shade?

That’s a question for the ages, eh?

Shout out to Erinyes, who is filling in here as he can – thanks so much! Big hugs!