Wake up and smell the man-titty

    Go ahead. Top off your coffee. He isn’t going anywhere. There’s plenty of time to stare, because it’s once again Man-Titty Monday.

    I think this bit of perfection came from Tracy, too. Gotta love those pecs. And those obliques — okay, the one we can see. And that six pack. I like the tats, as well.

    What do you all think about tattoos? I had intended for Julian to have tats, as well as a penis piercing, but the piercing got nixed by the publisher. I'd thought it would be awesome to have a hero who could wear, you know... attachments. But she did not agree, finding it kind of trashy. I was like, “Well, yeah, but think about it — attachments.”

    This is going to be a busy week, with our biggest special edition of the year coming up and the anti-shackling bill moving into committee hearings. I’m not sure when I’ll need to be in Denver and when I’ll be at the paper. Today, I’ll be in meetings for at least part of the day — often a hazard associated with Mondays in the newspaper world.

    I finally got my seedlings planted in the garden on Sunday and otherwise spent most of the weekend working on little sketches of possible historicals, including Connor’s, which turned out to be more like a full-blown synopsis than a sketch. We’ll see what happens.

    Have a beautiful Monday, everyone!

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