Sunday, December 6, 2009

Saturday, December 5, 2009

?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!!!!

Are you flippin' SERIOUS?!?!



It's almost unreal, this pair. I want to stab myself in the eye with a fork.
A sweater blazer? What? That thing is so delicious it is causing me physical pain.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Bad Cop, Gooooooood Cop.

Hello, Ché here. I don't have a TV. Not to be cool or anything, I just didn't watch a lot of it growing up so it never occurred to me to get one.

However, in the last year I've been introduced to some interesting television via ex-boyfriends and...um, yeah, just ex-boyfriends. One actually. Anyway, I found myself hooked on a few of them hard like the electronic, bubble-gum choruses of the latest Lady Gaga song...or, I don't know, smack.

So, in the age of computers, (The dawning of which I actually remember) It didn't take long (by that it took me a couple years) for me to discover the ease with which I can steal shit off the Internet in order feed the television-drama/comedy-starved monkey on my back. And steal it I do. I also beg my neighbors to burn me DVDs of whatever shows they've purchased- from an actual vendor like a decent person-but that's beside the point.

The point being, if you were wondering by now, is that because I spend all this time on the internet stealing TV and then watching it ON my computer (usually in my pajamas with a bag of take-out, two cats, the puddle left of my dignity by my side)- I've found it very, very easy to pull up my browser and web-stalk various heretofore-unknown-to-me-actors at the same time.
So...


Having said ALL of that, one particular show is, in my opinion, pretty effing interesting and definitely more worthy of my addiction than Lady Gaga. Apparently much of the world agrees with me about the all around awesomeness of Showtime's "Dexter". Even though I shouldn't like it, I do. I mean, not in a Trueblood kind of way, but in a It's-about-a-lovable-serial-killer kind of way.

On this show there is a very handsome man who plays a somewhat of a D-bag cop named Joseph Quinn. A little crooked, a little slow on the uptake- but incredibly bangable. The actor is DESMOND HARRINGTON and I give him to you now in turtlenecky glory.













Dude. He was in that superbly shitty movie "Ghost Ship" with freaking GABRIEL BYRNE. Remeber that? That was this guy. This guy and Gabrial Byrne. Together. Tell me that doesn't make you feel like...maybe you could go for a sandwich.