July Crush, Post-Script

A couple of honorable mentions for July's Crush of the Month...

1. I finally saw Batman Begins and must concur with tpb, that Christian Bale is one tasty morsel of a superhero. If anyone else out there can kick Liam Neeson's ass while lisping his way through the dialogue and pull it off like it ain't no thing, I will also call you hot. And how adorable is a man who says this: I enjoy saying "my wife." I made a guy apologize to her the other night because he was rude. After saying, "You, apologize to my wife," I couldn't stop laughing because it felt great to say it.

2. Last month marked what would have been Tupac Shakur's 34th birthday. Having just watched Tupac: Resurrection, I became a fan all over again -- only this time in more of that obsessed and in love kind of way. Just kidding -- but not really. The guy had enough charisma, talent, leadership and straight heart to become the most influencial rap artist in history. I live in the hood -- we've all got love for Pac. He alone can rap about being a player and actually keep my respect. Because he's not glorifying it, it's just real. Special features also show Snoop Dogg attributing Pac as the one who saved his marriage. Now if only my boys would take that one in.


Man in the cape


Man in the hood

P.P.S. How much more unavailable are a married superhero and a dead man? It's all in July's Crush Theme I suppose.

For Your Reading Pleasure

...and my reading pain.

Bloggers Learn the Price of Telling Too Much

Thanks to homeslice JV for this link.

Worst Comes to Worst, My Peoples Come First

There's nothing like a trip home to remind you where all of your psychosis comes from. I learned the following on my visit with the 'rents last week:

1. The countries of Asia jointly signed a secret pact rejecting all schools of thought regarding psychology, that may or may not have been lifted by now.
2. What the world needs now -- in addition to love, sweet love -- is some really good listeners.
3. When you put a man and woman together, there many mathematical combinations of dysfunction, but also some room for some killer qualities (if you're lucky).

The Celebrity Dating Scene

A few months ago, before Brangelina blew over, a coworker overheard a couple of gals at her health club gabbing about one of their dates that night -- a setup with Brad Pitt. (Note: The girl was Asian. It really could have been me.) Now, friend JJ Fad may be set up with a former big dog pro-athlete.

I think we've all clued into the fact that America really is not the land of opportunity, nor is Hollywood the place where dreams come true. But only in LA are you really six degrees within dating a celebrity. Of course the catch is, they're just people too.

Now Luke (Wilson), will you please call me?

No Sex Quotes

"You know how I said before I'd rather be with someone for the wrong reasons than alone for the right? I'd rather be right." -- Amanda Jones, Some Kind of Wonderful (1987)

Back in the day when John Hughes rocked my world of movies, and the Brat Pack spoke the profound truths about our generation's insecurities, fears and cover-ups (hello, Andie Walsh), Howard Deutsch directed this brilliant one -- one of John Hughes' most underrated.


Keith: You always hurt the ones you love. Watts: So when are you going to beat the shit out of Amanda Jones?

July "Un-Crush" of the Month: Agent Jack Bauer

This is a special edition of "Crush of the Month." Yes, I am in love with Jack Bauer. But I say "uncrush" because this love is the kind that actually reveals something messed up about the way I process love.

Jack Bauer is an agent with the CTU -- counter terrorist unit -- on the hit FOX series 24. As my co-obsessed friends and I were indulging in the first of two 4-6 hour marathons over the weekend (as 24 should rightly be ingested), I professed my love for the ever-dedicated, badass-yet-selflessly-caring, gentle with women but can interogate/torture the bad guys like no one else, and of course with the brain of a street-smart strategic genius. Much to my shock, cohort Bahn Mi spit out, "Why? He's got emotional issues." And in a simple exchange, I was cut to the heart.

Somehow, FOX TV has created a quintessential fantasy man, covered him in chocolate and sprinkled him with a miracle or two for this BAK. He's hot, he's intense, he's deep -- but he's (ding, ding) emotionally unavailable.


I'll gladly drop and give you 20, Jack.


Who is this international man of mystery?

So because I've already declared to myself and you all that I'm kicking the Woman Drug habit, I must call this one an "uncrush." It was never meant to be.