I have Strayed

A impossible episode to choose small numbers of pictures from. Lots of hands, groin and even butt. How could I short-change you?

"If I stay like this long enough, someone will fall in love with me."Too late, Bobby.


Can't see it, but we know it's there.


Allow me to smooth your jacket across your back for you.


Look at the size of that thumb!


I'm not kidding - I've seen erect penises smaller than that thumb.


A hint, I do declare.


Whohr!





"Hey, Val's blog is a bit near the knuckle."As long as it's one of YOUR knuckles, honey.


The thought of Big Bobby having to stretch up to reach something makes my hormones zing!


Size 13s, thighs and calves. Yessss!


Striding Bobby, bobbing python.


"I swear it's only this big."


A bit more evidence for the file. Thank you, breeze.


Oh, please!


Can I nuzzle into your back now?


"If I point over there they may not look down and see..."


"If I point my gun and hold out my badge, they may not look down and see..."


What's your favourite thing to look at in this picture?


DON'T TOY WITH ME, BOBBY, I'M WARNING YOU.I might just have to launch myself at you and ravish you on the spot.


First Carver checks out his butt...


...then the cameraman, on our behalf...


...and finally Bishop has a peek.


I prefer these dress blues to the ones in Amends. I wonder why the difference?

Six Degrees of Vincent D'Onofrio

I thought I could get nowhere near. But last night I had a brainstorm.

It came after I read in Vincent's Wikipedia entry (that came up in Google Alerts yesterday) that he went to the University of Colorado at Boulder.

When I was at University at Lancaster in the early-to-mid 1970s, we had a lot of JYAs (Junior Year Abroad students) from Boulder. Every year the powers-that-be in Boulder would award a scholarship to one Lancaster student to pursue post-graduate studies in Colorado.

In 1973, my friend John Parker (who later became an actor under the name of Jack Elliott) went to Boulder's drama department, which he found in a bit of a mess and duly rearranged.

If the gorgeous Mr D'Onofrio did indeed go to Boulder (I know Wikipedia is notoriously inaccurate) and studied Drama there, he would probably have started at the age of 18, in 1977. He wouldn't have known John/Jack, but he would almost certainly have known and worked with people in theDepartment who did.

That puts me within THREE degrees of Vincent.

Stuff Kevin bacon.

Thanks, JoJo

JoJo has given me this award, for which I would like to offer my gratitude. It's always so nice to be appreciated.

Now I have to pass it on to 7 others.

Easy and difficult at the same time. Easy to think of candidates, difficult to pare them down to 7

Of course, the goddess of D'Onofriodom, Eliza, http://thevelocityofvincent.blogspot.com/ cannot go unrewarded. Without her, there would be no Life and Vincent, among many other V-blogs.

Then there's Diane and Tess, http://thevalentinecat.blogspot.com/, with their wit and their unique view of V-life.

Jazzy and Lozzie http://jazzylin.blogspot.com/ bring new levels of ingenuity and skill to the art of V-blogging.

Aprilspring http://vincentdonofriosworld.blogspot.com/ is a worthy newcomer to our little clan.

Basric http://basric.blogspot.com/ must be the hardest working V-blogger - she produces huge numbers of pictures per episode with script/commentary. A real tour-de-force.

For something completely different, try Olga the Traveling Bra http://olgathetravelingbra.blogspot.com/ She's been visiting Drowsey Monkey recently, and they are as mad as one another. I'd give Drowsey http://drowseymonkey.blogspot.com/ the award, but JoJo beat me to it.

Last, but not least, for those of you who like to ponder the political situation in the US from a left-of-centre point of view, there's Pabulum Ad Nauseam http://pabulumadnauseam.blogspot.com/ Boston Betty, Gunga Dean and our own dear Snarkangel contribute (as should I, but my time is taken up completely with servicing my Vincent needs and yours).

Like JoJo, I've lost the ability to do the links properly. Someone will remind me, and this time I will save it in my documents!

Pravada

That's the title of this episode according to the jacket of Season 3.

It would appear that I didn't finish capping this episode either. I think I went through a phase of not having enough time to finish an episode, and it seems that I never remembered which ones, so I didn't return to them.


"I am going to have to discipline you severely for this oversight, Val."


"You see what you missed by not working Vice?"


Ooh, the long-legged stomp.


Perfect eyebrows without the plucking.


Bishop didn't enjoy this. Diddums.

Unforgettable

Shock horror! I haven't capped the entire episode! How on earth did that happen?

I'd like to have MY hand on VINCENT'S knob...


He's just getting his lips ready for a big, juicy kiss.


How can she be that close and still conscious?


Crouching Bobby again.


Oh, woofy woof woof.


I'm hiding in the darkest corner waiting to jump on you, darling.


Down we hunker again.


He's seen me. He looks scared. Well, I do intend to f**k him to death.


He survived! Either I'm losing my touch or he has more staying power than I thought humanly possible


"I'm looking, and I think I can see what the Vixens get all het up about."


Camera - down a bit!

Timing is Everything

Tonight I have the opportunity on The History Channel's "Ice Road Truckers" to win - a trip to Iceland!

What, to try and locate all those funds our local Councils deposited in their banks before their government nationalised and froze them?

The councils want OUR government to bail them out. That will be OUR money they use. To pay back OUR money, for use on US.

The games they play with OUR money.

I performed my duty

Yes, The Gift has been duly capped, at great personal expense. You know how much I hate watching episodes of the show.

Out, damned lightbulb.


"Do I look cute like this?"


Smile, you're on camera.


A treat for you hand fetishists.


There's another one of those little curls...


I want him crouching in my bedroom. Not to examine a nightlight though.


Mmmmmmmmm........


No comment.


This crouching has got to STOP! It gets my imagination working overtime :)


Even less comment.


OK, OK, so I'm a hand fetishist too.


Do you think they make his suit sleeves too tight on purpose?


You don't have to sit on a table, Bobby. Come here and sit on my bed.


Oh, good lord, every one more handsome than the last.What's a girl (or boy, Snarkangel) to do?


I don't even like stubble. Except on this hunk.


Sympathy? Empathy? His reaction was more affecting than the mother's, that's for sure.


Wide-eyed and wonderful.

Cuties and Scaries

They have a new contributor to the Animals in Action show at the zoo. They have animals doing what comes naturally, though of course safely trained so that they don't do a disappearing act.

Here he is - a burrowing owl. Isn't he a sweetie?





The otters were enjoying the late summer sunshine.

This one fell asleep inside a hollow tree trunk. Aaahh...

After his long, repeated and VERY intimidating roaring session, the lion settled back down.

His girlfriend came and tried to get on his good side.