Last week when we got our new magazines, I could not stop looking at Tom Cruise on the cover of Details. This guy is forty six years old and he is beautiful. I wasn't born yesterday, I know there is a lot of hocus pocus that goes into creating these covers. The real Tom might fall drastically short of the mark this photo impresses us with. I bought the issue cause I wanted to figure out why it so captivated me. The article dealing with Tom dealt with his new movie, Valkrye; a story about some guy in Nazi Germany who wanted to kill Hitler. It did nothing for me. I wanted something to explain to me my man-crush. The magazine wasn't a total waste. There was an article in there about a writer's sense of nostalgia regarding a time of his life where life was 'normal'. It touched me.

I have mentioned somewhere else my fascination with the show on AMC Mad Men. It follows the doings of an advertising firm in a time right before Kennedy. It is a great show, if you have time go rent the first season. There is a character on this show, Don Draper: this guy is a "man of wax". Chiseled to perfection in all aspects; always looks good and always says and does the right thing.

Here I am once again, I wouldn't say infatuated, but drawn to a member of my own gender.

Is it okay for a man to be impressed by another man?

A long time ago, a previous version of this blog-author read a short story by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. It was called The Handsomest Drowned Man in the World. It told the story of a village by the sea that found a drowned man on its coast. The villagers were all amazed at how big and handsome the drowned man was. They threw an elaborate funeral for the man who was a complete stranger. When all was said and done they started to rebuild their town to fit the dimensions and beauty of the man they had buried. The point was this, the drowned man was a catalyst for change to the town. It made them see better things hence aspire to better things.

I am hoping that this is the reason I find myself staring at these guys. Not that there is anything wrong with same sex relationships (key word=relationship) but I most certainly do prefer the, how do you say, fairer sex. But Tom and John bring home the point that I surely could be a better man. My favorite picture face is one where I frown and create the illusion of prominent cheek bones. We went hiking yesterday and took pictures. I think I finally gota a good one of Milo and me. It is a difficult task since we go by ourselves and I have to use a tripod and set a focus without an actual subject.

Sorry for the crazy layout. I am still not used to Blogger. It was a good day for pictures. There was a marine layer extended over the basin. It gave me this view where it looks like the ocean has covered most of Los Angeles. I hiked up Grandview in Glendale in case you know the area. It was weird because up in the hills it was sunny where down in the city it was kind of foggy.
Got lucky with this shot. That was Milo's water bottle. He gets the good stuff. Just kidding, it was filled with regular water. Don't want you dog enthusiasts jumping down on me because of all the sugar I am giving my dog.