In honor of bccmee and her 12 Days of Guyness, I dipped into the RA Bag of Goodies for this one. This is the only man I’ve ever seen besides maybe Johnny Depp who can pull off this much make-up and hair product and still look absolutely masculine. Who can resist?
Richard Armitage as Guy of Gisborne, courtesy RichardArmitageNet.com
Mind is thumbing through spa magazines. I think she might be on the right track. So, back to the RA Bag of Goodies. Here is one I’ve rarely used. It’s RA doing a Spooks interview, clearly a little tickled by the interviewer. Looks like such a nice young man, don’t you think?
Richard Armitage in a 2010 interview, courtesy RichardArmitageNet.com
Mind is still sipping margaritas instead of panicking that Christmas shopping hasn’t even started. Can’t seem to budge her. Anyway, back to the RA Bag of Goodies we go. Here is one I’ve used several times and will again because it’s my blog. Enjoy.
Richard Armitage publicity photo, courtesy RichardArmitageNet.com
Ave Maria is not a Christmas song although it’s played mostly during the holiday season. As Jazzbaby stated on her blog, there are two versions, the Shubert and the Bach-Gounod version. My favorite is the Gounod sung by one my favorite voices, Johnny Mathis.
He also does the Schubert version, too. Which one do you prefer?
So mind is asleep with Winston while I play World of Warcraft. This game is the next best thing to mindlessness there is. Too bad it’s also a time sink. Meanwhile, the RA Bag of Goodies yields a nice photo from a TV.com Spooks interview. In it, RA talked about his last season morphing into You Know Who. Oi vey!
Richard Armitage in a Spooks Interview, courtesy RichardArmitageNet.com
Dear Reader, you’re probably wondering what has happened to my usual posts, so I’m giving an update.
My black dog Winston has been been a little monster, clinging harder than velcro. Trying to get the obedience regimen in place combined with the sometimes forced cheerfulness of the holiday season has him more hyper than Patty and that’s saying something. Add to that the strain of daily blogging and I’ve needed a mental vacation. Typically, I would have taken a hiatus as in the past. However that strategy led to extended periods of not writing that was hard to break. I grew tired of leaving, then making comebacks. After awhile, that gets old. Hence, I decided to do a string of Interlude posts to keep going this month. It’s serving as a mental break without totally stopping.
Rest assured you won’t be forced to look at picture after picture of Richard Armitage the entire month. I have a holiday treat in store extending for eight consecutive days during Christmas week. During that time, my blog will be password protected, like it was for a certain excerpt. Interesting, eh? I’ll leave you to mull over that. Be sure to keep watching this space.
In the meantime, back to the RA Bag of Goodies for something sweet and calming. How about RA reading you a bedtime story? Jump into your jammies, grab you teddy, and have a listen.
Richard Armitage reading a story for Cbeebies, courtesy RichardArmitageNet.com
So the doctor said for mind to take two tranquilizers and call her in the morning. Meanwhile, it’s back to the Bag of Goodies. Here is a rarely seen screen cap from The Golden Hour. My doctor has never looked like this and probably never will. How about yours, hmm?
Richard Armitage as Dr. Track in The Golden Hour, courtesy RichardArmitageNet.com
My mind is recovering from the trauma of Mexico, having gained freedom over the weekend. It won’t do anything but watch Carmen Miranda movies on loop and mutter “no hablo Espanol.” This is not good. So I’m once again dipping into the RA Bag of Goodies all week. Here is a photo from the Cold Feed photo shoot that gets little play. I like the sexy white shirt and come hither look, befitting the scoundrel, Lee. Enjoy.
Richard Armitage from the 2004 Cold Feet photo shoot, courtesy RichardArmitageNet.com
Getting a late Sunday start, here is a Christmas song by the incomparable Harry Belafonte, Mary’s Little Boy. I was first drawn as a child by the poignant melody of Belafonte’s voice. Written in 1956, it was first recorded for his Christmas album and went to #1 on the UK Billboard charts in 1957. It remains a classic today.
As you know dear reader, I like to keep this blog to a certain standard. However when the holiday season rolls around, that high falutin’ stuff goes right out the window. What better way to start Surreal Saturday today than with something utterly juvenile and tasteless. There’s no better purveyor of trash than JibJab which prides itself on leaving no rock unturned.
My brain sent a telegraph. It was pretty much illegible except for the words “arrest,” “bail,” and “money.” I think my weekend will be busy. Dipping into the bag of goodies again, here is a photo that doesn’t get much play. Enjoy.
Richard Armitage in 2004 photo shoot, courtesy RichardArmitageNet.com
Apparently, finding the hiking a bit much (I don’t know what it was thinking), my mind hoped a cruise to Cancun. The little stinker! I hope it bypasses all the water sports because, last I checked, I can’t swim. In the meantime, here is one of personal favorites from the Richard Armitage Bag of Goodies. The eyes have it.
Richard Armitage as Guy of Gisbourne, courtesy of RichardArmitageNet.com