Top 25 List of Celebs I'd Like to Know

So, I am sitting here waiting for a dozen photos of a grant-funded project to load at the funder's website, and I thought I would participate in Little Merry Sunshine's Top 25 Celebs (Male) I'd Like to Know, and by "know," she means in the biblical sense. This was a difficult exercise for me, as I actually don't find many celebrities all that attractive, so I had to include some dead ones and some that are just plain weird to make it to the magic number. Without further ado, here goes ...

Viggo Mortensen - a true chameleon, liberal, and damn smart, too.... what is not sexy about this man?

Gary Oldman - he may be a crab, but he has taken some incredible artistic risks, and they have paid off brilliantly.

Patrick Stewart - bald Brit with a killer accent - Captain Kirk has nothing on Picard!

Julian Sands - the hair, the androgynous features - I do like them a little girly.

Robert Sean Leonard - is no longer the pretty boy he was in Dead Poet's Society. Now older and heavier, he wears a subtle weariness on his face that makes him all the more real, and therefore, handsome.

Djimon Hounsou - his smile just knocks me for a loop!

Liam Neeson - I do have a thing for the craggy, less than perfect, guy.

Ralph Fiennes - I think I find him hot simply because I am jealous of his cheekbones.

Edward Norton - I do have a thing for the intellectual types, don't I?

Clive Owen - dark, brooding and sensitive. Yum-o...

Mario Batali - men who like food are the best! And I am a sucker for a redhead ...

Michael Ironside - I've liked him ever since V. Go figure!

Alfred Molina - again with the chunky types!

Stellan Skarsgard - another craggy, Nordic type ...

Geoffrey Rush - because he pokes great fun at himself

Hugh Jackman - because he does song and dance!

Forest Whitaker - Another one with the killer smile - and interesting, too!

Liev Schreiber - because the first film I ever saw him in, he was in a dress.

Adam Beach - because I loved him on SVU and I was mad when his character got carted off to jail.

Dennis Storhøi - because short men are tres sexy. The apple dumpling cheeks don't hurt either.

David Wenham - because I am a sucker for a redhead

Oded Fehr - something about that nose ...


Johnny Depp - because I know my sweetie likes him and I was running out of sexy celebs!

River Phoenix - because his loss was far too early and it would have been interesting to see what he did with a full life ...


Thomas Jefferson - because I covet his garden.

Teh Funny, Teh Horror!

So, I was driving a friend to the train station Tuesday night and on our way, there was a lot of activity around a house near campus and a cop car across the road, and I had to take a detour to get to my destination.

Says I: Must be some major construction project going on over there? Street work, maybe?
Says He: Oh no! They're shooting a movie ... Unborn, something like that.


Now, totally exciting! So when I got home, I looked it up on IMDB and here is the follow up exchange:

Me: Dude, we gotta stalk this movie. Gary Oldman is in it!
Him: Is it a remake?
Me: there's very little info on IMDB.... just that the hero is a young woman being haunted by spirits and a small cast listing....but there are a million movies or so it seems titled the Unborn
Him: Girlfriend, you can have Gary. I'll take Cam Gigandet...
Me: yeah! everyone's happy!
Him: You know, there are quite a few horror movies filmed in Lake Forest.
Me: Maybe that is because Lake Forest is a horror movie and the directors know that they will save a gazillion dollars on special effects by shooting here.......
Him: That's exactly what I was thinking.


So, anyway, I may do some gentle stalking of Gary Oldman, but not too much as the LFPD is brutal, man, and have so little to do with their time I would no doubt be tazed to a briquette. It would be a good follow-up to my stalking of Patrick Stewart at a play he did here in Chicago back in the 90s (said stalking involving a bunch of us standing around wondering if we should try to stalk Patriack Stewart) and my more recent stalking of Sean Penn during the filming of Mystic River.

Mystic River was filmed in East Boston at the same time I was working at a small agency there and we got to see a lot of the action. One day, I decided to try and get a picture. Why not? So I went over and snapped a picture in which all you could see was a bunch of observers' heads and then a bodyguard came over.

Bodyguard: Miss? Mr. Penn would appreciate it if you would refrain from taking photos.
Me: Yes, sir!

Because, really, who wants to piss off Sean Penn?

Today's Episode, In Which My Reality Is Wrenched Back Into Place

My Glamour magazine came in the mail last night. I am not sure why I get it, because it is truly a terrible thing for women's self-esteem, values, and goals, but I guess I find it to be a bit of distracting mind-candy that doesn't really hurt. Not really.

So, anyway, I was reading the article it had about America Ferrera, star of Ugly Betty, who I find to wonderful and cool and funny and smart, and completely fantanstic for making it as a big girl in an emaciated girl's business. When what do I read? She is a size 6-8 on the bottom and a size 10 on the top. Reality wrenched as I realized that I had been thinking of her as a big girl, when actually she is smaller than the average woman. And then I realized that Galmour et al probably does hurt me more than I can say, if I am starting to think of someone who is a size 10, at most, as a curvy girl. God/dess, if that is the case, even at my skinnest that makes me akin to the White Whale.