I am really hating the construction workers on my street right now. I mean, I absolutely loathe them and their loud drilling and hammering. They just woke me up from an absolutely awesome dream involving rain, a tent, and Ryan Gosling.
Sigh.
In the words of Rachael Ray, "YUM!"
Posted by Nancy at 12:22 PM
Nah, just kidding. While that picture would normally elicit jealousy and hatred from yours truly, it is actually a dream come true! Why? Why, because my beloved Prince William has been cloned in wax by Madame Tussads in London, and the girl in the above photo is doing what any red blooded female would do. Can't really blame her.
I must say, that is one handsome hunk of wax. Can you say CHRISTMAS PRESENT?!?! That is one fine sculpture I wouldn't mind showcasing in my living room... or bedroom ... shower, whatever.
Okay ... maybe I'm getting a little jealous.
Posted by Nancy at 01:26 PM | Comments (1)
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Oh, Michael. Didn't you know that facial hair was considered an "automatic failure" in our pre-nuptial/pre-relationship agreement?
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Posted by Nancy at 02:00 PM | Comments (3)
Does anybody need a reminder of who he is? Anybody?
Click HERE, HERE, HERE, or HEREEEEEE
I know the presence of CLOTHING (?!) is misleading, but the boy in above photo is none other than Body From Heaven, aka Michael Phelps. Sorry I had to tag the photo, but I know alot of you speedo-lovin' perverts browse this site and I'd hate for you to steal my picture, photoshop your head over me and my friends and ogle over it without any recognition as to where you got it. I actually have more photos I would have posted if I weren't so greedy. Check back for more if you're lucky. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to need a moment alone.
Posted by Nancy at 02:44 AM | Comments (3)
I'm having mixed feelings about these pictures. They're funny, yet curiously sexy at the same time.
Posted by Nancy at 12:26 PM | Comments (0)
There are only two things in the world that can compel me to be attracted to someone I normally wouldn't be physically attracted to: a) any type of European accent, b) the ability to play guitar, and now, thanks to the Food Network, I can now add another condition to that list: c) the ability to bake cookies.
Dave Leiberman. He's not really my type, but after I saw him baking chocolate-dipped hazelnut cookies on his new show, I'm kind of ga-ga. There's something seductive about a guy who can bake. There really is.
Posted by Nancy at 12:45 AM
I am in love with Michael Vartan. No, really. He is the most beautifulest man I have ever laid my eyes on. I don't even care that he's old or has got a hooked nose or is a fan of the NY Mets, I love him and I honestly don't know how I've prevented myself from humping the television every time Alias comes on. And I own 3 seasons on DVD. That's a lot of restraint, and I believe I deserve an award for that. Here is a picture of him in Alias last week.
Bless me Father. Worship hath never seemed so righteous. Amen.
Posted by Nancy at 01:05 AM
I am going through Olympics withdrawal. It's wierd being up at 3 in the morning with lame ass informercials on instead of Michael Phelps' highly erotic dolphin kick.
Oh yeah, and the Yankees lost to Cleveland 0-22. HAHA that is soooooo lame.
Posted by Nancy at 11:44 PM
Oh lawd, such drama. What the heck is going on with gymnastics lately. Those judges are so incompetent. I think they've been secretly doping on the confiscated steroids. The Russian's routine was the most flippin' awesome set of release-twisty-flying thingys ever and should have at least gotten a bronze, easy!
We can also blame these judges for what Paul Hamm's going through (a tainted gold and now a tainted silver?). If I were him, I'd somersault a back-handed double twist right into their puny faces. Keep your gold. Go USA!
Oh, and speaking of Paul Hamm, here's a picture of Michael Phelps:
Oh, he's putting on (or taking off?) his skimpy speedos. Amaaerruurh ahummmmmuna asdf;lkj;
Posted by Nancy at 01:52 AM
I'm convinced that Michael Phelps' lean, tall, tanned, toned, seemingly hairless body was constructed by God himself.
I promise this is my last Michael Phelps post ... HAHAAH 'YEAH RIGHT' SAYS MY LIBIDO
Posted by Nancy at 01:16 AM
I'm sad that the swimming events at the Olympics are over. :(
Posted by Nancy at 02:07 PM
Anyone else out there enjoying the Olympics as much as I am?
Posted by Nancy at 05:51 PM
Are Colin's 15 minutes up yet?
Posted by Nancy at 12:52 AM
Anyone who's got a tv with a large screen (the larger the better), a dvd player equipped with a pause button, and 22 hours of free time should definitely look into renting/purchasing Alias's complete first season. Oh my Lord, VARTAN DROOLFEST!!
Anyone who is lucky enough to have this dvd set in their possession should do themselves a favor and pop in disc 6, and forward to 20:14 of episode 20 ("The Solution"). If that doesn't cause a rapid flow of estrogen all over your body, regardless of your gender, then seriously, there's no hope for you!!!!
Jennifer Gardner, that lucky bitch.
Posted by Nancy at 09:43 PM
I was flipping through the latest issue US Weekly magazine, looked up, and marveled at the exact uncanny resemblance it bore to the 3-dimensional person sitting across from me; hair, facial impression et al:
Posted by Nancy at 01:28 PM