Bradley Cooper is a walking, talking thirst trap.

So no homo, but most guys would agree … being that guy would be pretty sweet.

Heard he’s tall, too.  And with chest hair.  Dare I say, a pelt.

Life, is so not the fair.  Guess that’s why bras and jockstraps come in different sizes.

Just watched “A-Team” and the Bradster / the CoopMonster hammed it all the way up as Faceman, or just “Face.”

Of course he did.

Not sure why that movie didn’t do/be/give more, but also surprised no sequel.

Maybe Liam (the Grey was the man) and Brad got too big … Sharlto (what?) Copley (what?) … yeh.

And Quinton … oh, Quinton.  “PITY” / “FOOL” indeed. A guy named “Rampage” is bound to make men with soft hands nervous, so not surprised he didn’t get more work.

Anyway, back to beautiful … Bradley Cooper is a handsome, handsome guy … needs some facial hair to maximize the look, but still.

Saw him in Wedding Crashers and he managed somehow to be more smarmy and smug than … dare I say … the sexy.

Such a Sack. Clean shaven is not is best work.

Limitless, OH and the greatest movie of ALL TIME (not really but really good) the Hangover but I still like Alan better than Phil, got an affinity to/with the awkward.  Tried to watch Midnight Meat Train but kept falling asleep … somehow don’t think a bloodlustful psycho would want to write a memoir but hey, maybe that’s just me.

Mentioned somewhere around these parts that the BradBretChetChad should have gotten Oscar for his role as that great American killer Chris Kyle but understand why he didn’t/wouldn’t … an Oscar is more of a social statement than acknowledgment of excellence, so there’s that. 

Which brings me to … what. 

Not sure exactly.  Just enjoying the visuals. 

Speaking of … lost some of myself along the way.  Clothes fit different.  Half actually noticed. 
I asked theKid if theKid was embarrassed by having a fat parent.  theKid looked at me like, “Duh.  No.”

Which was encouraging.

Beauty is truly in the eye of the beholder.

Was in a store recently and the clerk asked if anyone ever told me that I resembled a fairly-universally-accepted as unattractive famous person. 

Ouch.  I said no, never heard that before.  But did that sting. 

Definitely not Tom or Denzel or Brad or Jennifer or Halle or Charlize … think opposite end of the beauty spectrum.

More Steve or Whoopie or Glenn. Heard she campaigned play Elvira … really?
Only Michelle the High Pfeiffer could have filled that bodice of charmeuse.   

Funny how a complete stranger can just ruin a day.

BUT but … went to another store, same day, feeling stung and contemplative and a bit Shrekish, and another stranger, this one perfect, saved me $10 bucks.  Just cause.  And then another stranger, this one also perfect, offered to do me a solid kindness, just cause. 

And all these strangers came together within an hour on a single day.

Interesting.  Felt like crap, then didn’t. 

So even if we can’t all be Bradley Cooper (because who wouldn’t want to be?) those that love us think we’re pretty sweet anyway.  {3 John 1:5}

GOD moves.