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Guyday Friday! Ladywriter talks–Politics??–with Sir Guy.

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“I hate politics.”

Sir Guy stretched out his long, long denim-clad legs (he was slumming it. Casual Friday, you know.) and lazily crossed one boot-clad ankle over the other. Folding his arms across his snug-fitting black cashmere sweater (its V-neck giving a tantalizing glimpse of that sculpted chest), Ladywriter’s favorite dark knight threw a smirk her way as he tossed back that lustrous inky black mane of his.

 

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“Did you decide this suddenly, my dear LW, or has your loathing been long standing?” Guy drawled.
She sighed and raked her fingers through her already disheveled hair.

“Oh, it’s been growing. My disillusionment really kicked in when I was working for the newspaper full-time and saw a lot of local and state politicians up close. Reporting tends to breed a certain–cynicism–methinks.”

Guy nodded in commiseration as LW continued.

“And I am already thoroughly sick of all the yadayadayada going on between Democrats and Republicans in social media, the canned political endorsements being dialed to my phone, the ridiculous knee-jerk reactionary posts on Facebook and—”

LW shot Guy her own lop-sided smile, a rather wicked gleam in her eyes behind the spectacles. “If I never saw or heard from Donald Trump again, it would be too soon, my dear Guy!”

He raised a quizzical black brow as he tilted his head.

“You are not an ardent fan of The Donald?” His lips twitched as he spoke.

(Having surfed the net to keep up with current events, Sir Guy was already well aware of Mr. Trump and LadyWriter’s likely opinion of the presidential hopeful. Still, it was great fun to tease her . . .)

LW gave a large and distinctly unladylike snort.

“I’d rather have the sheriff teach me the poetry of pain before I voted that man—-dogcatcher, much less president. As far as I am concerned, he’s a narcissistic blowhard jerkwad who, in the end, is only interested in blatant self-promotion, not what is best for our country.”

“So . . . if he gets this nomination, you will vote for Hilary?”

Ladywriter gave a weary shrug of her shoulders. “I confess I have certain reservations about Hilary, none of which having to do with her being a woman, by the way, but–it may be a case of the lesser of the two evils.” She pressed her hands to her head and shook it. “To think we have months and months of this to go.”

Guy’s kohl-rimmed eyes narrowed in thought. “Perhaps . . . the Ultimate RA Force should reassemble, my lady. And stage an–intervention of sorts with Mr. Trump?”

LW’s eyes widened as she leaned forward. “Oh, could you? WOULD you?”

Guy dipped his head. “For you, my lady, our band of ChaRActer brothers will happily reunite to take on this cursed blight.” As he raised his head, a calculating smile formed on his lips. The gleam in HIS eyes was downright wicked now.

“I think I would rather enjoy, as you would say nowadays, kicking this fellow’s arse from here to next year,” he said in those dark chocolate tones she so loved.

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YESSSS!

(To Be Continued)

*NSFW* Still giggling. Had to share.

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I needed a really good laugh of the Beavis and Butthead variety, I guess. I don’t even know if these auto-correct fail text messages are legit, but they almost had me ROTFL.  There are some profanities and obscenities, so don’t read if your sensibilities are feeling particularly delicate. My husband, on the other hand, loved them. 😉 And there’s no blood or gore! 😀 If you dare, scroll down and have fun . . .

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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So this is Christmas . . . let us be silly! RA would understand.

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I am late in the day posting this, but I have in my own way been making merry with my dear hubby.  There was early morning snuggling, and then emptying our stockings and “oohing” and “aahing” over the contents, a mixture of the practical with the whimsical (dress socks, itty-bitty chocolate Santas, magazine subscriptions).  Breakfast was Italian sausage balls, grits and eggs; we watched Christmas-oriented movies and finally saw “Frozen” together. My voice is still dodgy, so I just waved my hands dramatically and lip-synched to the closing credits. Fun to be silly and a bit “kiddish,” and never a better time than Christmas!  And so I share some of the holiday-related fan art and photo edits I’ve done this year. May it give you a giggle. 😀 Merry Christmas, Happy Festivus, Merry Everything and Happy Always.

 

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The boys after a little too much merrymaking during the press junket.

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Visions of–well, not sugarplums dance in their heads.

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 Notice I didn’t tamper with the watermark; just having a bit o’ holiday fun.

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And when he puckers those pretty lips . . . well, well, well.

 

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Peace, love and kindness, y’all.

In spite of disappointment, illness and ill luck, a little laughter in life.

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Unfortunately, due to what has only thus far been described as “unforeseen circumstances,” Richard and his fellow actors weren’t able to perform “The Crucible” Monday night. I really feel for those who missed the performance; some may get another opportunity while others will not. It’s been raining heavily all day in Londontown, which can only have added to a certain feeling of gloom and doom over those who missed their opportunity to see RA perform on stage in this much-heralded production.  Of course, our Richard, class act that he is, popped over to apologize to fans and make their day a lot brighter than it otherwise would have been. When I say “bless RA’s heart,” it’s meant in a completely sincere, non-catty way by this southern girl.

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If it had been me who received such disappointing news, I’d have been shattered. Might have felt like throwing a right ol’ hissy fit, or just curling up in a corner and bawling my eyes out. I guess it brought back memories of a heartbreak I suffered a few summers ago, and I found myself shedding tears tonight for those who had their plans for the evening dashed.

There are friends and acquaintances out there right now around the world who are suffering pain and losses of various kinds, some who are struggling.  I wish I could do more materially for those for whom I care who are in need, whether it’s homeless animals half-starved and dependent on the kindness of strangers after abandonment, or my fellow humans who could truly use a lift.

My dad had a motto: “A little laughter in life.” His own life certainly wasn’t always easy, happy or carefree.  He had bouts of melancholy that sometimes deepened into depression. Still, he loved a good joke, a funny story. Finding laughter helped him through toughest times. As his only biological child, I’ve tried to embrace that motto, too. And I love being around people who know the value, the saving grace, one can find in laughter.

That’s one of the reasons I am so attracted to and intrigued by Richard Armitage.  Compassion, benevolence, a great, lively sense of humor that refrains from mean spiritedness, all the while embracing some much-needed silliness when needed.  I love hearing and seeing him laugh, those full-bodied, from-the-heart guffaws and rather silly giggles, so appealing and endearing.

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Here’s hoping the problems at the Old Vic are sorted out, the weather improves, and Proctor and Company can trod the boards once more.  In the meantime . . .
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Richard Armitage: Bamboozled by a Burly Man Beard

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We’ve grown so accustomed now, between the long shoot for The Hobbit films and now Richard’s summer-long run as the burly John Proctor in “The Crucible,” to seeing RA bearded or at the very least, heavily stubbled. Now I love him in any flavor: Bearded, Stubbled Light or Heavy, and Clean-Shaven. Still, there is something about a hirsute Mr. A . . .

I recall that first glimpse of him at the initial Hobbit press conference . . . in the Little Black Shirt, sporting those bodacious biceps and THE BEARD.

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Remember that deep, deep voice when he responded to the female journalist who was a bit too general in her questions? And those devilish grins he flashed? Oh, wow . . .  sexy Richard indeed!

But there’s his silly side, too–which I also love.   ‘Cause I married me a sexy, silly, funny man.

Richard Armitage tweeted this slightly startling and quite amusing image of himself purportedly attempting to disguise his Proctor beard (“too #ladyGaGa?”) for an upcoming Hobbit Movie photo shoot today. Richard, you ham, you!  Really getting into this whole Twitter thing, aren’t you, old boy?!

 

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Of course, once you say goodbye (for however long it proves to be) to your beardy goodness, Rich, there are many who will mourn. May I suggest you look into obtaining this T-shirt?

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It could be just the ticket, right? 😉 See you on Twitter!

Continuing my Carly Simon homage: I haven’t got time for the pain

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First there was my “Anticipation” as the local theatre was “making me wait, keeping me wa-a-waiting . . .”

Waiting, of course, to find out if and when “Into the Storm” would be gracing the screens of the nearest multiplex.

Because assuming it would, would make an “ass” out of me, right?  Never assume anything.

Well, after being more or less bedridden for close to 24 hours (chalk it up to FMS, sciatica, severe muscle spasms in my back and ulnar nerve pain in the wrist), I picked up my almost-dead cordless phone noon-ish today and once again punched in the numbers for the theater’s hotline.  And what do you know . . . the first thing announced by the recorded voice THIS time was “For Into the Storm, press 1 . . .” I gave an inner *squee* and hastily hit that button. I heard the show times just before the phone gave up the ghost and insisted it be charged for seven hours.

So, you see, I haven’t got time for the pain–not since RA arrived in town in the guise of Gary Morris. Oh, I still hurt, but I’m definitely better than early this morning, and even more so, now that I know I have this guy to look forward to seeing tomorrow:

 

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“Haven’t got time for the pain, haven’t got room for the pain, haven’t the need for the pain, not since I met you . . .” Sing it, Carly!

 

“There’s a place for a bit of silliness in all our lives.” Richard’s BBC Radio interview

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Photo tweeted by the radio station today of guests RA and Chinese Mike. I think RA should have a higher opinion of his own fashion sense. 😉

It “wasn’t for want of looking and trying” in terms of returning to the theatre after 13 years, Richard said today during his brief radio interview with BBC Two.  He sounded relaxed, in good spirits and in a good place in his life.

(Naturally, my internet chose to crash right about the time he came on, so I missed the entire thing. Hooray for the speedy folks at RA Central for already having it up!)

I do have to say it seems as if the right play, the right venue, the right director and the right cast all came together at the right time for Richard’s return to the stage. I continue to be so pleased and happy for him and all the accolades he’s received from critics and audience members alike.

And there is still a certain smug part of this fangurl who curls her lip at the naysayers and crows, “TOLD you so.” Oh, and to the Spooks blogger who once snidely remarked “the verdict was still out as to whether or not Richard Armitage can actually act?” Well, my dear, the jury has returned and it’s unanimous. He really CAN. And he always could. He’s just gotten even better with age and experience, that’s all.

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One of the things I adore about RA is that he takes his craft seriously and really dedicates himself to the roles–himself, not so much. He has the ability to see the silliness, the absurdity in life and recognizes we all need a bit of silliness now and again. Sir, I salute you! Your lack of pomposity and over-inflated ego is most refreshing.  And now, for a bit of my own silliness . . .

 

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I’ve seen fire, and I’ve seen rain . . . Mr. A is having a wet, hot summer! *squee*

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It’s the Summer of the Armitage! Richard is spending the next couple of months giving audiences an impassioned, impressive performance as the conflicted farmer John Proctor, adulterous husband embroiled in the Salem Witch Trials. I know I have shared this edit of mine before, but I like it so much I’m sharing it again. Hey, the beauty of having one’s own blog.

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So there he goes, setting London on fire . . .  this big, fit, beautiful, bearded man, acting his linen smock off (literally at one point. *heaves sigh*) and using that commanding presence, physicality and voice to enthrall once more.  And then turning up at the stage door to be as sweet and affable and accommodating as always. What a guy!

 

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But we are ALSO getting more Armitage– a contemporary role as the clean-shaven all-American high school assistant principal Gary Morris, a widower caught with his sons in a deadly day of tornadoes in the (long-awaited!) August New Line release, “Into the Storm.”

Serv posted some screencaps earlier from the new trailer, and naturally, I couldn’t resist having some fun with Wet Gary, aka the Hunky Educator Hero in the High-Waisted Slacks. Do you all remember some of those promo stills that came out after they do some additional shooting for the film? When RA’s hair was still a bit longer on top (as compared to how it was cut for principal photography)? I do . . .  hmmmm, Gary must have been blown into some Miracle-Gro at some point (a fertilizer here in the US) and it went to town on his hair. 😉 I am sure most folks won’t even notice.

But I always think of Lucas and his Mysterious Travelling Tattoo . . .

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I’ve been right smack-dab in the middle of a tornado (on the campus of the Alabama School for the Blind) and I’ve taught high school kids. And neither one is a picnic! 😉

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Having been in a tornado, very close to the path of tornadoes and having seen on more than one occasion the deadly toll they can take and massive destruction they can cause, honestly, a twister movie is generally not my first choice in movie viewing.

But this disaster flick has Richard Armitage. Wet. Fatherly. Heroic. Trying out an American accent for the first time in a really measurable amount.  How can I resist??  A good mindless popcorn movie might be just what I need . . .

 

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So, planning to go and see Mr. A in August? What are your thoughts on the trailer? His accent? Did you notice how great Sarah looked even bedraggled? (Curse her!) Eye candy for everyone in this pic–cute teens for the younger set and hunky and hot adults for the rest of us.  As for any of you lucky ducks who will be seeing Mr. A in person in the round at the Old Vic–please let me know about your experience! And now, it’s time to ice the Troublesome Wrist, boys and girls.

 

“Storm”-y silliness and serious stuff; or Help! I’m photo editing & I can’t quit

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Remember tomorrow (Wednesday, June 25) is the premiere online of the newest trailer for “Into the Storm” at 10 a.m. Pacific Time, noon Central and 1 p.m. for the East Coast. In honor of the occasion, I’ve done a few tongue-in-cheek edits of some of the most recent promo stills for ITS. (Aren’t we glad they changed the name? Would hate to refer to an Armitage project as BS . . . just sayin’ . . .) And one more Proctor edit, because I swear that character is haunting me (and I haven’t and won’t see him on stage, unless they do make a DVD . . .) What can I say? It’s the Armitage Effect. 😉 And really, would we have it any other way?

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Once you go black (knight) . . . Happy Guyday Friday!

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Happy Guyday Friday to you all! Still having considerable trouble with my left wrist, so I am continuing to limit my online time in terms of responding to comments, etc. anything that requires me to utilize my entire hand. I promise I will try to catch up. And thanks for all your comments of late. 😀 And now without further ado, more sexy Sir Guy!

 

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Can’t help waking up sexy, can he?

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It’s raining, and dreary, and not a good day for someone with FMS/arthritis/tendonitis. Ah, but there’s good news! There’s dear old Rich, looking splendiferous.  Whether he’s stubbly, bearded or clean-shaven, close-cropped, sporting nape curls or extensions, dressed in a suit and tie or that slightly ratty black tee–he’s always got it goin’ on, bless his sexy, sweet, gorgeous heart. Lucky us.

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Guy is here and he’s bringin’ the smirks, smoulders, struts and snarls!

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Soooo many “S” words suit our super sexy Sir Guy–smirking, snarling, smouldering, slinking, strutting . . .

He IS the hottest baddie turned goodie. The hottest baddie, or goodie, period.

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Happy Guyday Friday, my darlings!!

The delightful & dashing Mr. A & Real Life Stuff with Fedoralady

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So, I feel as if I am w-a-a-y  behind in terms of the Armitage blogs, FB pages, et cetera,  and keeping up with Armitage World these days. Part of it boils down to issues with my computer and my “Country High-Speed,” which is to say, not very fast at all. And there are problems with my Windows Live Mail, which of late is not very lively.  Still, it’s better than no internet at all (as I found out during that long week when I did without).

Part of it is that my mind is going in a thousand different directions (I really do begin to wonder if it’s all the FMS or if I have developed some sort of adult-onset ADD).

 

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Now that April has arrived, Real Life gets much busier for us re community events and video production company work.  And I am doing more writing for pay–not a lot, but more. Yay! And part of it all is my sleeping patterns are all screwed up (perhaps even more than normal), so I am often not online when others of you are.  So–if you are reading this–“HELLO!” *waves cheerily and grins*

So–I have managed to do some photo editing in fits and starts involving our beautiful boy’s most recent appearances. Here are some examples of what I’ve done, some of which have already appeared on Pinterest and at my FB page, The Richard Armitage Effect.  I hope you enjoy, and I hope you are having a good week.

P.S.~ I got my Urban book this week–hooray!–but as I have been boning up on the finer points of our Papa Bear camera, I have postponed getting started on it. This weekend will be busy with three events–a family reunion luncheon and an outdoor memorial event to shoot for PRP Saturday, and our humane society’s Bark in the Park on Sunday, which we also plan to video and shoot stills for. Thinking of waiting to begin the book until next week . . . getting better and better at this delayed gratification stuff.

 

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If you ever wondered what 21st century Guy might look like . . .

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BeFunky_RAGuycollageedit.jpg He’s more–civilized (but never say “tamed”). More coolly confident, but he still can be–edgy. Intense. And he does love to look sleek and sexy. The wenches? They are still crazy about him. Don’t be hatin’ the swagger. The modern-day version of the World’s Hottest Henchman has got it goin’ on. Oh, yeah . . . Happy Guyday Friday! 😀 BeFunky_guysmilingfinaledit.jpg