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Flo and I were watching one of the episodes of Monty Python's flying circus, the "Full Frontal Nudity" one. I've seen all of the various components of Monty Python sans shirt. I've even seen Graham Chapman in flagrante delicto. Hard to miss if you've seen The Life of Brian. The point is that they're all pretty flabby white Englishmen. Then Eric Idle struts in without his shirt, and WHOA!!! He's built. I mean who woulda thought--Eric Idle, the gym bunny, in 1969? It's hilarious. He always seemed so slight under the ubiquitous suit too.
Hmm, speaking of slight people, I wonder what the state of Jonathan Rhys-Meyers' body is. I know he ran around practically nude in Velvet Goldmine, but it's been awhile. The reason I'm wondering is I made Flo watch Bend it with Beckham. I love that movie, I always get all warm and fluttery about Joe.
To whom it may concern . . .off to guzzle some honest tea.