Monday, January 12, 2009

What Would I Do With This Man? (Week 1)

Ahhh, it's time for my debut Monday Edition of "What Would I Do With This Man?" From time to time, a brotha dreams about being with a certain male celebrity in a certain situation... especially difficult ones... and ESPECIALLY good ones. Not necessarily something as naughty as a porn film, but realistically possible situations paired with a fantasy man. So tonight, as I fight off the urge to pass out on my last graveyard shift, my focus turns to one of my favorite pastimes - nature.

Here's the deal. I closed my eyes and relaxed every muscle in my body. I sat and waited for the image to come to my mind. My breathing slowed, and my heartbeat pulsed with a relaxing rhythm as a fictitious situation emerged into my forebrain.

It's cold... snowing... and snowing heavily. In fact, I'm stuck on a mountainside -- Mt. Lindsay in southern Colorado. It was supposed to be a backpacking trip to the summit and back. Then, we'd set up camp at the base of the mountain for an overnighter. Well, as we were hiking up the mountain, a sudden snowstorm blew in... and blew in hard. Forced to set up camp right where we were, I'd be stuck (possibly for days) with my backpacking buddy -- on limited food and supplies.

If I had a choice of male celebrity to endure this difficult situation with, that guy would be: Jensen Ackles.

The first time I saw this actor, he was on one of my favorite shows, Smallville. He was a football coach with a secret to hide. Gay? No... but rather, he was dating a student. *chuckle* A straight guy on the down low is such sweet irony.

So why Jensen? He's a Dallas native and avid Dallas Cowboys fan, like me. There would be plenty to talk about to keep our minds off of the snowstorm roaring outside of the tent. Being with someone that can hold a conversation is quite the plus. I could certainly make a night of his most embarrassing moment with the catalog ad for Superman pajamas.

Plus, rumor has it that the stud can sing! I would love encouraging him to serenade me with some of his best songs (even if they are country). A good singer is a turn-on for me, and perhaps I could be taught a thing or two about proper use of vocal chords.

Lastly, he's adorable. The boy-next-door features; toned, but not balloon-animalish (muscles have muscles) aka gym rattish. Yes, definitely a tent-warming adventure... in and out of the sleeping bag.

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