Is it a total cliche to do a blog about the ridiculous heat we've been having? Yes, it is. But hey, that's what I have this week. So, in honor of the soul-withering, shorts-moistening, cheezer-scorching summer of 2011, I give you three things that are hot. Hence, the title.
First, a picture of me when I was accidentally hot for 5 minutes in the late 80s. It never happened again.
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| Blue Steel |
Next, three hot guests at Bruce and Dorr's wedding who all inexplicably, indefensibly, incontheevably married men who sing. It did not lessen their hotness.
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| Hot, Hot, Hot |
And finally, a hot song. Cole Porter got it right. Sung by Wayne (who is hot among certain fetish groups).
Now, unfortunately, I have to keep things short this week because of excessive busy-ness, but make sure to be here next week for what is sure to be a treat for your eyeballs. Our own Bruce Leddy, he of the above-mentioned wedding, has agreed to be next week's guest scribe and he promises to spin a yarn about the Citizen Kane of a cappella, our fictional life on film, The Wedding Weekend aka Shutup and Sing aka Sing Now or Forever Hold Your Peace aka Bruce's Movie. Speaking of which...
POLL RESULTS: Last week, I asked you to name your favorite movie with a cappella in it, and the overwhelming favorite was, no surprise, The Wedding Weekend. That sets us up perfectly for next week's blog, so thank you. Meanwhile, keeping with the hot theme, which of these pictures is the hottest (assuming a world in which the conventional images of hotness no longer exist)?
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| 1. Sequoia Legs |
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| 2. Winthy Mouse |
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| 3. Chuck's Roscoe Face |
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| 4. Gohhhhn |
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| 5. Brueghel the Elder |
Shutup and vote. Above right.
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