I see you baby! Going to the semi-final!

It’s 3 a.m. in the Holy Land, and I am quietly celebrating Russia’s victory over Holland. I’ve got no one to high-five and no one to knock back the shots with, but I am high-fiving and knocking back shots in spirit, on the astral plane, where the stars shine red tonight. I must admit thatContinue reading “I see you baby! Going to the semi-final!”

I am working on a new essay, so check out the Beautiful Men, Euro 2008 Edition

From Russia, my Russia: Roman Shirokov (who looks like he should be in the Marines). From Italia: Luca Toni (smile for me, Cheshire Kitty). From France: Thierry Henry. From Spain: Iker Casillas (rocking my face off since 2002) and, since I can’t resist, Fernando Torres. From Portugal: Helder Castiga and… OK… OK… I trash himContinue reading “I am working on a new essay, so check out the Beautiful Men, Euro 2008 Edition”