A message for 2019, directly from me: get the fuck out of here yesterday. I’m in no mood. I have no patience. And you have tried me with all sorts of fuckery. As of this moment, I officially have no more fucks to give. Now let’s look back at this bad boy of a year and do our best to move beyond it! That warrants a dreaded exclamation point.
JANUARY 2019:
It began with a bang and a circus, and I had no idea what a fitting start that would be.
There was peace if you sought it carefully.
A birthday and a coveted pencil.
Bringing sexy back, Part One and Part Two.
Mary Poppins returned in fine form.
This still brings tears to my eyes, in the all-too-rare good way.
A glimpse behind the curtain at the inception of a new project.
The passing of a favorite poet.
Whaling in Oklahoma, in Boston.
A mocktail hints at ways to come.
‘Spamalot’ galloped to Proctors.
Boston winter respite: Part One and Part Two.
Quirky brunch. An experimental meal ends in success.
FEBRUARY 2019:
Ahh, the months of February.
Adam Levine’s shirtless climax.
Chris Hemsworth shirtless in motion.
My friendly Valentine. (Broken wings.)
Shirtless Shawn Mendes. And the Shawn Mendes bulge.
The very first time I rescinded a Hunk of the Day for being so awful.
Cristiano Ronaldo’s underwear package.
MARCH 2019:
Let there be Light, Madonna-style.
Sexy (naked) Ass Wednesday post.
The little prince (and I still need to find someone who can make me that coat).
Madonna’s ‘American Life’ gets a proper timeline write-up.
Adam Levine nude for his birthday.
A song that inspired two posts.
Spring cleaning, summer coming.
The 30th anniversary of Madonna’s ‘Like A Prayer’. And my crotch pays homage.
Let’s dance... you can do a little two-step!
Chris Evans owns America’s ass.
No one got me this robe and now it can’t be found. Another one of life’s little fuck-overs.
APRIL 2019:
Full-frontal male nudity by Cristiano Ronaldo of all people.
A duck crossing caught in Saratoga.
Rob Gronkowski sniffs Zac Efron’s Speedo, and it’s on video.
Madonna’s ‘Forbidden Love’ brings back the dreamy soundscape of ‘Bedtime Stories’ and that poignant time in my life.
More of Shawn Mendes shirtless.
Suzie had no idea who Diana Vreeland was. Scott would be so disappointed.
Don’t look back, don’t ever look back.
When and where men get shirtless.
Summer by Louis Vuitton never panned out.
Making your first-born cry like the baby he was. Yeah, boy. You sit on that thing and you like it.
