…how to bring the boys to the yard.
Can you believe this man is FORTY TWO years old? There has to be a truly horrific, rapidly deteriorating portrait stashed in a basement somewhere.
But the love of all that is holy, Ryan, STOP SHAVING YOUR FUCKING CHEST!
It’s not gonna suck itself!
…and that scene:
Because all the cool kids are doin’ it…
Cuff me, officer. I’ve been bad.
Because why the hell not?
I don’t want to like ABC’s Time After Time. I really don’t. I know where the story’s going (jump to a different era in every episode as H.G. pursues the dastardly Jack The Ripper in order to save lives and stave off some future calamity), but I keep coming back to it. As my friend Mark said, “I know you. It’s got a dark haired Brit with a hairy chest and a beard.”
Regrettably, I really am that shallow. But to be perfectly honest, I couldn’t make it all the way through the most recent episode in one sitting. It was so…predictable…that halfway through I had to turn it off and return to it this evening.
Because who doesn’t like a fuzzy-faced Aussie in pseudo-cowboy drag? Unf.
Such a tease.
Or is that “Play with his balls…in your mouth?”
Are you watching The Expanse on SyFy? If you’re a fan of “hard” sci-fi and you aren’t, you probably should be. To me it feels a lot like the network’s own Battlestar Galactica, and like BSG, Season One got off to a slow start. There’s a lot of universe-building going on, and if you’re unfamiliar with the source material like I was, it takes some time to get up to speed as characters are introduced and storylines established. Season Two, however, has really taken off and it’s become one of my “must not miss” shows this year.
And if that weren’t enough, hunky Wes Chatham gets plenty of screen time.
Yeah, yeah…I know the boxing shots aren’t from this particular show, but don’t hate.