My husband has suggested I would make a great bartender or vampire. Or maybe a vampire bartender? Since I rarely imbibe, know little about mixing drinks, and have no taste for blood, I have my doubts. He makes these suggestions, naturellement, because of my insomnia issues, which have plagued me off and on for years now. For now, it’s on again.
I have a lot on my mind–some of it good, some not so good–so forgive me if I haven’t kept up with responding to comments. I have been reading and enjoying them and I will do my best to respond over the next couple of days.
I have been playing with images of Mr. A, of course, as my therapy. What an interesting, arresting sort of masculine beauty he has. That face, that particular set of features and their amazing expressiveness, never bores me. In the newspaper biz, we used to refer to someone having a “good face.” That meant a face that captured your attention, its photographic image telling a story in itself; not necessarily a handsome, photogenic one, like Mr. A’s, but one that you wanted to look at again and again.
Sometimes the oldest subjects had the best “good faces”–so much character and earned beauty. Mr. A has a good face now; I think it will be even better in his golden years. Oh, and PS–if you haven’t visited Google’s home page today, please stop by. In honor of the birthday of the man who invented the synthesizer, there’s a Moog for you to play. Such fun!
That photo of Thornton has translated to sepia so beautifully, angie. It’s just gorgeous, I love it!
Sorry to hear your insomnia is “on” again, even though it does mean you’re more in sync with those of us down under and across the pond!
Look after yourself *hugs*
Yeah, I did that yesterday, and then realized I had misspelled “dilemma” . . . so I had to go back and fix it. I’ve made a lot of those sorts of blunders of late. Oh, well . . . I did like how it turned out.
Oh, there is almost always someone around no matter what time of day or night I am awake. 
Wow! Like Mezz, I’m stopped in my tracks by the image of John Thornton.
You would make a good bartender; you already are, serving all of us the wondrous elixir, vitamin RA!
Vampire? Nah. Why exchange Moolennium crunch and Benny’s brownies for a monotonous warm liquid diet unless you must?
A creature of the night, perhaps, like another lady writer, Georges Sand. As I noted in a different comment, roughly one-third of humans are not naturally diurnal. Listen to what your body wants.
I agree with Mezz, the Thornton pictures is especially arresting!!! His face is so interesting! I know we all can gaze at it for hours, in fact we have!! I hope your body clock gets back in sink!
Oh, Laurie….you sweet innocent! I know from experience that, once one’s body clock has been totally wrecked by fibromyalgia, it would take a super dose of melatonin each night for at least 8 months to correct it.
But it is a nice thought that, one day soon, Angie’s body clock will “get back in sync”. I hope so, too, she’s such a nice lady and deserves some good luck in the health department.
Angie, I think that’s my favourite luscious Lucas look by far – thank you.
The delicious mouth….oh, those parted lips….mmmmm…..and the white neck, exposed almost down to the top button of the dark shirt……utter bliss….;)