Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Tonight is the season premiere of Showtime's bloody good series, Dexter.

For those of you who are unaware, Dexter details the ongoing drama of one, Dexter Morgan (played by the ever shaggable , Michael C Hall) a crime-scene-blood-spatter-analyst for the Miami police department by day, and an avenging serial killer by night. Along for the ride are Dexter's co-workers, his step sister and his girl friend; none of whom have any idea that the somewhat detached young man can slice and dice a victim and still be on time to meet up with his bowling team ... oh sure, last season someone got close to blowing our boy's cover, but, well, Dexter took care of that problem.

This is a great show, and if you have not seen it, give it a look-see (I am pretty sure that the last two seasons are available via Netflix.

Of course, Sunday nights are also when HBO runs it's Southern Gothic-vampire-sex-drenched-soap opera, True Blood.

Besides being fast moving, well acted, and bloody good fun, True Blood never skimps on giving its viewers lots and lots of mostly nekid male flesh to gaze upon (God bless you, Alan Ball). And it seems that in every episode co-star, Ryan Kwanten is obliged to show up shirtless for at least one scene, and bare-assed for another. And if the sight of Kwanten' bod ain't enough, there are usually some hot male vamps and various others showing off their goods (oh and yes, there is some female nudity if that's what your into). I was especially fond of last weeks episode in which a male vampire kept a young hottie in denim shorts around as a sort of human juice box... (also, sharp eyed viewers last week caught an hysterical send up of Miss Jan Crouch as an added camp value bonus!).

I guess my DVR is going to get a hell of workout tonight, you see, besides these two shows, Mad Men and Californication are also on ... and I could not face the world if I missed my weekly dose of Don Drapper (Jon Hamm) and Hank Moody (my fave sex addict, David Duchovny).


Adivina quién soy (A Real Friend)

A friend is one of the nicest things you can have,
and one of the best things you can be.
A friend is a living treasure,
and if you have one, you have one of
the most valuable gifts in life.

A friend is the one who will always be beside you,
through all the laughter,
and through each and every tear.
A friend is the one thing you can always rely on;
the someone you can always open up to;
the one wonderful person who always believes
in you in a way that no one else seems to.
A friend is a sanctuary.
A friend is a smile.

A friend is a hand that is always holding yours,
no matter where you are,
no matter how close or far apart you may be.
A friend is someone who is always there
and will always, always care.
A friend is a feeling of forever in the heart.

A friend is the one door that is always open.
A friend is the one to whom you can give your key.
A friend is one of the nicest things you can have,
and one of the best things you can be.

the gift of a real friend by collin mccarthy


Letter from Camp Stonewater

Dear Mom and Dad,

Camp Stonewater has been a lot of fun, thanks for sending me.

I really like the head counselor, Todd, he is such a nice guy. He's really tight with this other guy here ... I think that other guy looks a lot like George Costanza, except he has hair.

Most of the kids are pretty cool, but there's this one dude who is always giving us a hard time, his name is Glazer, He's a real jerk, and he wears his swim trunks kind of tight and every time I see him in them I get this funny feeling that I don't know how to describe.

Anyway, it's cool because ,Todd knows what a jerk that Glazer really is, and he's already read him the riot act ... but you know what? As I was watching the two of them getting all up in each others grills, I had that same funny feeling that I can't put into words.

Oh, dad, you are always asking me about the girls at Camp Stonewater ... why is that? Anyway, this one girl named Sophie is kind of nice, she looks a lot like Holly Hunter ... you know, that actress from The Piano? What do you think?

The other day, a bunch of us went on a canoe trip to one of the islands near the camp. It was awesome fun! This one guy they call Woodstock, is really funny. I noticed that his shorts ride up when he's paddling a canoe ... well, let's just say, he lets it all hang out ... ha ha!

You might have heard that we had some problems up here ... it's true, seems that one of the former groundskeepers went a little nuts-
o after some kids burnt him up a couple of years ago, and now the killjoy is trying to ruin it for everyone else.

What a jerk.

They call him Cropsy. What kind of name is that?

The jerk even went and chopped off Woodstock's fingers before he ended up killing him and a bunch of the other kids! Man, it was a real mess! But you'll be happy to know that your son is a hero!

Me and Todd hunted down this Cropsy creep and we let him have it, but good. I stabbed him with his own shears and then Todd set him on fire ... it was awesome!

No body is going to be bothered by that guy again!

The funny thing is, after we jacked up that bastard, Todd told me how proud he was of me and ... well .... I got that funny, indescribable feeling again . But this time, I told Todd all about it and he said, "That's cool."

So, I guess you both should know that I will be moving in with Todd.

I'll send you our address as soon as we get settled. Until then, I remain,

Your Loving Son,