I’ve said it before: some guys should never wear shirts, unless they’re in church or dining in a restaurant. I mean, look at Mr. Red Head to the lefty here. Check out his rippling stomach and those arm and shoulder muscles. Aye-yi-yi, I could watch him play on that swing all day …. 🙂
It’s another perfectly beautiful day, here on the island. In central Florida, at this time of year, we get busy doing outdoor work we’ve put off all summer when it’s too hot to labor in the heat. Yesterday I stopped at Home Depot to purchase bags of cypress mulch and pea rocks, and right after I finish this post I will get to work in our yard.
Now that the weather has cooled and the humidity is down I don’t even mind doing work outdoors; it’s actually kind of satisfying to see the yard look better as I groom it. Bring it on, as they say ….’
Now, have a look at Mr. Abs to the left here. I posted his photo once before and someone told me he was Russian. I’m not sure if that’s correct, but he sure is a babe, isn’t he? He’s the type of guy I always lusted for in college, the type who’d toss a football while shirtless on the campus quad. I actually had a few fraternity brothers in college who had bodies like his, and sometimes I got lucky and showered next to one of them when I lived in the fraternity house. Ah, the good old days …. 😉
Well, my Florida Gators are playing football against South Carolina at noon today, but I won’t be watching. I’d rather work in the yard, believe it or not, so the Gators will have to play without my support. The sun is shining and our neighborhood Osprey is singing from his treetop perch, so I am feeling good about life, even though Donald the Douche Bag will soon be President. 🙁 Have a nice Saturday, friends.