Sunday, August 8, 2010

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Do we have a hottie here?

What do you think?


This is Basil Rathbone, famous British actor well-known for playing Sherlock Holmes.

I love the name. I LOVE his nose. Let's take another look...


Thursday, July 22, 2010

Buster.

I've had a few requests for this guy, and I'll admit at first it had me scratching my head a bit.



Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Hot hot action.

I had to get to him eventually.  I was holding out.  But I can do it no longer.  Marlon?  Honey?  Do you need help?  Maybe I can just sit here and look at you while you shave.  Run my fingers through the hair on the back of your head and look at you in the mirror?  Get a whiff of your neck while I'm at it?


Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Hot gospel action...

If you aren't familiar with Sam Cooke, you need to be. If you are, well, you're welcome.



He was an incredibly talented singer who died before his time.  I'd love to sit down with him in some lounge and listen to him play before demurely accepting his invitation to dinner and dancing.  I'd hesitate only for a split second.  Keep him guessing.  My, my, Sam.


Friday, July 16, 2010

Hot sleuthing action...

Jeremy!  Darling! Come in.  Don't stand out there, you'll catch your death.  Go on, take off that hat and gloves.  Here.  Oh now, with the pipe and the magnifying glass.  Don't you want to put those down just for a moment?  Aren't you tired of them yet?  Go on, I'll fix you a drink.  Scotch?  Here.  Relax.  Give me that coat.  Isn't that better?  I've got a fire going and dinner will be ready in just a bit, just sit there and enjoy your drink and let me look at you. 

Thursday, July 15, 2010

A personal hot favorite...


Do you know who this is? If you don't, I'm going to give you several reasons to want to hop into that time machine and go VERY far back to enjoy a hot date with this man:

Enjoy this reader suggestion...

which is....

a hot dead Scottish poet!  (Who doesn't love THAT?  Except the dead part.  We don't like that at all.)


This is Allan Ramsay.  Arresting looking, is he not? And let's sample some of his work while we're at it:

My Peggy smiles sae kindly,
Whene'er I whisper love,
That I leuk doun on a' the toun,-
That I leuk doun upon a croun.
My Peggy smiles sae kindly,
It maks me blythe an bauld,
An naething gies me sic delyte,
As waukin o the fauld.

If Scottish old-style isn't very clear to you, he's telling you how your very smile drives him crazy. 

Sigh.

HOT dance action...

I've had a lot of requests for this guy.  And I kept thinking yeah, ok.  He's an obvious one.  I mean, sure he danced, whatever.

Then I saw this picture...

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

A note to the weirdos who read this thing:

I've been really surprised by all the emails I've received.  I guess you never really know how many people are reading a blog.  I figured this would be too....niche? to get more than a few readers, so thanks for reading and sending me emails.  Nice to know I'm not the only one who occasionally pines after a dead guy.

I'm keeping a master list of all your suggestions, so don't worry, you'll see your guy soon.  I'm going to try to include less well-known hot guys here and there so you'll be able to discover some new reasons for a time machine. 

Toshiro Mifune

Here's a new one to make you wish for a time machine from guest blogger jM:


The Seven Samurai. Yojimbo. Throne of Blood. When I hear the word 'samurai' there's one face that always comes to mind: Toshiro Mifune. And what a fine face it is. Often called "The John Wayne of Japan," he possessed an commanding presence on screen and a wildness in the eyes that hinted at an element of danger simmering just beneath the surface.

He was younger than me...


Australian, handsome, talented, and gone too soon. Oh Heath...

How have we not drooled over an athlete yet?

I'm such a nerd girl I guess I forgot about all the lovely athletes who have left us pining after them.  Thanks to several public and private requests, this handsome man has been brought to my attention:


Oh, Lou Gehrig. Gone too soon at the age of 37 from a truly evil disease. (I know this blog is normally for sighing and daydreams, but did you know there's still no cure for Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis?)


Oh, the dimples.  I was going to write up a blurb about what I'd do on an INNOCENT date with him (using my time machine, of course), but then I got to reading about his life and, well, I can't see for my durn blurry eyes now.  What a man. 

Go Check Your Eye Makeup After This

Beautiful Women Who Are Now Dead

Thanks to the lovely Pinky McLadybits, there is now a sister blog for you weirdos who also want to drool over dead sexy ladies who have gone to the beyond!

Go ahead, you know you want to look...