Happy New Year!

I just had a look at Gordon Brown, and yes, I fear for you. But then again, wasn’t John Major revealed to be randy goat after all? Perhaps there is hope for Mr. Brown. I say get down to the hot and dirty in the house of commons, prime minister.

And I love what you quoted from Russell Brand. I adore exuberant and fanciful verbosity. Maybe Kate Moss was turned on by it too.

Of attending the same party as Roman Abromavich (mega-rich Russian oligarch and owner of Chelsea football club): I was drawn to Roman; he does rather exude power and on New Year’s Eve, when the hotel held a buffet… I kept staring at him like an anxious spinster.

Of two famously warring football managers: …the chemistry between them is exciting. The cursory, eye contact-free handshake that followed last Saturday’s clash, whilst brief, must have felt enormous to either man. Like having a fingernail traced up the nape of your neck or sweet breath blown into your ear, how could it not engender an electric shudder? I wonder if they think about each other much when they’re alone, initially angry – “the security was a bloody joke” – but lapsing into the whimsical – “he has such inviting lips, ever wet and puckered, each rebuke a prelude to a vicious kiss” – almost certainly.

They’re bizzare, and a little nutty, but his articles just won me over like nothing else.

As for older men – I fancy Gordon Brown. Isn’t that scary?

I never went anywhere. Except I almost went after Bam with a torch and a pitchfork when you serial didn’t appear first thing Thursday morning.

Hi, Lenora,

Ha ha. Putin. He’s probably evil, who knows. But he’s a crafty devil and the ease and incisiveness with which he wields power appeals to the dark side of me.

The funny thing is, when I told my husband that I’d done a list of old dudes for whom I had the hots, he immediately ask, “Is Putin on it?”

I sat there with my mouth open. He said I’d mentioned something about Putin in a dream once. I don’t remember anything about it, neither does he. But since hubby is unlikely to remember an ordinary dream–oh dear, oh Vladya.

Catherine,

Nope, I haven’t read Perez Hilton in years, not since he got all cozy with Paris Hilton. I think a gossip blogger should either be nice to most everybody–a la Just Jared, where I read the excerpt of John Mayer’s blog–or an equal opportunity basher, like DListed.

And you are WELCOME. What are friends for?

Anyway, a VERY merry (belated) Christmas to you and your family. And your wedding present was the sweetest. Buying us groceries is one of the best gifts we’ve received. A proper thank-you card is forthcoming, but I couldn’t wait any longer to say THANK YOU. You’re such a sweetie.

And the Delicious cover is awesome! I love it even more than the cover for PA!

Wait a sec, Vladimir Putin? Whoa, I didn’t see that one coming. But now that you mention it…very James Bond villainesque.

Thanks for the links. I’m kind of bored sitting around at the in-laws and you gave me some good laughs.

I’m sure you are right about Delicious, although topping Private Arrangements will be quite an accomplishment.

Happy holidays!