twenty-something

Here's some eye candy of this Olympic superhero (courtesy of Google image search):

Has anyone else noticed how much speedskater Apolo Anton Ohno's awful facial hair looks like *shutter* a vagina?

I'm serious. Look at that thing!

The real question, though: Does that mean he has a large lesbian fan base?

[Via towleroad, and another kind source.]

My latest launt to Boston is coming to an end. My noon check-out time looms and though I won't be headed back to Burlington until Friday, this part of the trip is over.

I'm actually tremendously sad. It's been a good trip, per usual, but some suprises have me extra unwilling to leave. Though I'll be back here in just a week, and though I'm sure my trips will be more frequent than my usual monthly visits, I don't want to go home.

Home? Heh. Over the past six days, this hotel room has felt more like home than Vermont has in the past six months. It's taken me finally starting to find myself again to realize exactly how lost I've been lately.

What a downer.

But hey -- It's a sunshine day and there's two days of fun with Yelli ahead! Time to check out.

It's official: Joey Cheek is my favorite hero and hottie of these Winter Games. (20sum to Bode: Go home!) While there's a TON of photos of my favorite speedster over at NBCOlympics.com, I found these three pre-Olympic goodies via a Google search. That second one? You know he was posing for me.