Posting over the next ten days or so may be a little light, as Longtime Friend and Reader Mark C. and I will be trekking across the U.S. to attend Boomershoot this coming weekend. (From Texas, three days up, three days down plus three days shooting. I must be insane.)
That’s the Son&Heir circa 2005.
And to the attendees: can’t wait to see y’all again, but please forgive me if I’ve forgotten your names — I’m old, my memory for names was always crap, and it’s been 17 years.
Change my mind.
Update: From Longtime Reader Bruce comes this little snippet of OzCop fuckery. They must have been trained by our Fibbies or else the New Jersey sturmtruppen.
Who is the loneliest person at any red carpet affair?
That would be Oz actress Elisabeth Debicki, because at 6’3″ tall, she towers over the average Hollyweird squirt actor (Tom Cruise, coff coff ) and she loves them Louboutin 5″ heels, making her even more of a social outcast. Here she is, recumbent:
…seated:
…slouching:
…in characteristic red carpet mode:
…and standing next to Hugh Laurie, who is 6’2″ tall and clearly not concerned about his masculinity: 
In fact, were she not Australian, I’d say that this was definitely a tower worth climbing.
So let’s improve that Bad Hair Day with a few giggles.
By the way, Chris Muir has been hitting them out the park recently:
And speaking about redheads, here’s someone you should all know about (and just wait till you see her back story and “Before” pic in the link):
Now off to work with you.
I was watching The Bachelor and the Bobbysoxer the other night (for about the tenth time), and once again was struck by the beauty of Myrna Loy.
As a silent star, she was girlish:
…and then she grew up into the early 1930s-era of cute, witty and sexy women:
…and finally blossomed into full, sophisticated womanhood:
And she did all this despite having had the world’s worst hairstyles inflicted on her.
Gorgeous.
Here’s a gun which ticks all my shotgun lust boxes save two (and oh by all means. right-click to embiggen):
Let me just get the two disqualifiers out of the way: 12ga and price ($16,500, cheap for a Purdey), the combination of which means I’m unlikely ever to buy it.
But if I did… I don’t think that I would shoot it that much. I’d mount it on a facing wall where I could look at it all day.
Or I’d just keep it next to my chair where I could pick it up now and then, and lovingly fondle it and talk to it like I would a small puppy or a mistress.
Great Vulcan’s bleeding nostrils, that is a beautiful gun.