January 11, 2005
And then.
There are times when the frenzy stops.
When the mania dies down.
When you come across something which leaves a blankness within you ... something for which you cannot find the words ...
Posted by sheila
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Posted by: peteb at January 11, 2005 4:25 PMIs that Vanilla Ice?
Posted by: Emily at January 11, 2005 4:26 PMDude, still Hasselhoff, believe it or not.
I am mostly interested in 2 things in this photo:
-- the suspenders
-- the PANTS
He's got some kind of weird Robin Williams-Mork-from-Ork thing going on here.
Posted by: Dan at January 11, 2005 4:31 PMAnd ... does he fancy himself some kind of skate punk?
Posted by: red at January 11, 2005 4:32 PMShiela has gone bye-bye... On Alexander Hamilton's 250th birthday (eh, plus or minus 2 years), Ms. OMalley tortures us with pictures of David Hasselhoff (probably a descendant of Hessians)...
Each time I return, no musing on Hamilton, just MORE Hasselhoff! I mean, come on, you're reading about TJ, how 'bout something on the relationship between the two. (I still think Jefferson egged on Burr)
Posted by: JFH at January 11, 2005 4:44 PMOh JFH, you are such a BUMMER right now.
I'm gonna interrupt THIS to talk about Hamilton? Are you out of your mind??
This is a runaway train, baby. I don't think even I can stop it.
Posted by: red at January 11, 2005 4:45 PMFor JFH ... who is disappointed by the Hasselhoff mania.
Posted by: red at January 11, 2005 4:49 PMWell, I got to come clean. After all these pics, David is starting to grow on me... his innocent, yet brooding eyes... the way he looks in leather; he truly is a man of all seasons... a man of a thousand faces and emotions, a sexy, sexy man.
I've got a wife and kids to think about! I can't just up and leave to follow Mr. Hasselhoff as a stalker, which might very well happen if you keep posting these intriguing pictures.
Posted by: JFH at January 11, 2005 4:57 PM