I mentioned earlier, Matthew, your propensity for the "man-spread." I don't know...I find the term a bit on the crude side. But then, "spread-eagled" isn't much better, is it? And just what do eagles have to do with it, in this context, I mean? Spread-legged and man-sitting aren't much better (and kind of dirty!). Splay-legged is a bit too clinical. How about, legs akimbo. Or gams akimbo. Or how about we make up fanciul new word? How about "pins" plus "akimbo" and we get: pinkimbo. I like it! Wait. I don't just like it. I love it! Wrap it up and ship it! Now in the above three photos, we can see the reverse take on pinkimbo. Legs crossed. And crossed at the knee. I also love the knee cross; but you know, and this is truly sad, there are actually men out there who find this too feminine and won't do it. Isn't that like, stupid? But it's nice to see that you have no qualms about it. You also seem to have no problem showing your feet.
Let me clarify here. Much like my astrological leanings; there are those who might assume that because I discuss feet more so than probably the average person, that I must be some kind of FOOT FREAK. Or foot fetishist, at the very least. Let's just say I'm a foot afficionado. I mean, it's not like I went out and made an entire website about people's feet (you're on there, by the way)! But Hal just slid this photo across my desk:
Let me clarify here. Much like my astrological leanings; there are those who might assume that because I discuss feet more so than probably the average person, that I must be some kind of FOOT FREAK. Or foot fetishist, at the very least. Let's just say I'm a foot afficionado. I mean, it's not like I went out and made an entire website about people's feet (you're on there, by the way)! But Hal just slid this photo across my desk:
Hal knows all. He knows that your shoe size is an 11, as you volunteered this info somewhere. And that your friend Ben's dogs are a size 13! Don't let Taylor Swift find out! So, when I saw Air (which I loved, BTW); I noticed Ben's feet. How could I not? They're featured in numerous scenes and even get CLOSE-UPs, if I'm not mistaken. I recall thinking that Ben's feet were quite attractive. You know, sometimes, when you get past the size 11 mark, for men anyways, the foot/feet can have real problems maintaining their aesthetic appeal. The struggle is real. But Ben seems to have stepped over the issue (see what I did there?). He's a Leo. And as Mr. Fisher sings, re: Leo: "...everything about me is right!"
So, I wonder about things like this. Did Ben take special care for his feet scenes? Like, did he have a specialist come in and pedi-polish them to perfection; or did he like, just take some extra care in the shower on filming days so he didn't have grubby feet? Is there any professional jealousy when it comes to you and Ben's feet? Like, say, are you a little jealous that he has really big feet that are still "pretty"? Is he jealous of your more manageable 11s? Do you kid each other about your feet. Do either of you have ticklish feet? When you think about it, are there ANY humans who don't have ticklish feet? Do you ever think about this? Did you know there's an entire sub-genre of Adult Entertainment that features feet tickling?
So, I wonder about things like this. Did Ben take special care for his feet scenes? Like, did he have a specialist come in and pedi-polish them to perfection; or did he like, just take some extra care in the shower on filming days so he didn't have grubby feet? Is there any professional jealousy when it comes to you and Ben's feet? Like, say, are you a little jealous that he has really big feet that are still "pretty"? Is he jealous of your more manageable 11s? Do you kid each other about your feet. Do either of you have ticklish feet? When you think about it, are there ANY humans who don't have ticklish feet? Do you ever think about this? Did you know there's an entire sub-genre of Adult Entertainment that features feet tickling?
This dude looks like he's having fun; but is he? I don't know about you, but I find being tickled a kind of torture; which, I suppose in the above scenario is the point. I hope he's getting a nice paycheck! And now we all have a new use for our electric toothbrushes! Based on that tattoo, I'm guessing he's a Scorpio. Cue Harvey Sid!!!
I'm sorry, I've gotten a little off track. And as far as tickling videos go; the most fascinating thing I find about them is hearing a persons untempered laughter. It's something a lot of us suppress. But let's tip-toe through the tulips back to you Matt. So, here's what one scribe has to say about the meaning of your name. As a matter of fact, they used you as the example!
From, The Secret Universe of Names by Roy Feinson
I had a major crush on not one, but two Matts in my life. One of them worked in that video store on Mass Ave. that I mentioned earlier and one of them is a poet. Neither one actually reciprocated these romantic longings; but I'm happy to report I remain Facebook friends with at least one of them! In fact, one of them is something of a public figure. Let's take a look!
I had a major crush on not one, but two Matts in my life. One of them worked in that video store on Mass Ave. that I mentioned earlier and one of them is a poet. Neither one actually reciprocated these romantic longings; but I'm happy to report I remain Facebook friends with at least one of them! In fact, one of them is something of a public figure. Let's take a look!
So, if you ever need a DJ/Poet, Matt is your man! The other Matt was this fellow:
So dreamy! And then, there were these two guys that I also worked with at Action Video. Neither was named Matt; but they were both super sweet; and the one with the glasses had actually been a child actor and had appeared in an episode of Little House on the Prairie which he played for us one day. He was really good. I think I cried (and I hated that show!). Good times.
I found this picture of you Matt, sitting in a chartreuse velvet chair. I love chartreuse velvet! I mean, who doesn't, right?
And here we have the insouciant "cross at the ankle" position. A straight guy "go-to." Do you recall the super-abundance of chartreuse velvet chairs and throw pillows in the 70's and 80's? They were everywhere! "Crushed velvet" was all the rage.
I would love a chartreuse, crushed-velvet, single-breasted, top-coat. It would have to be done just right though. Otherwise, you might look a little Huggy-Bearish. Come to think of it, you really don't see men's top-coats done in velvet. Sports jackets and smoking jackets and robes; but I'm talking like, a trench coat. And it has to be the exact fabric of that chair you're sitting in.
Oh! Remember that friend of mine that I think you kind of look like? Well here's one of those weird coincidences. One day, back in the early 2000's, I came across this picture in the paper and it reminded me of something. Something I quite couldn't place. So I clipped it out of the paper. Here it is:
Oh! Remember that friend of mine that I think you kind of look like? Well here's one of those weird coincidences. One day, back in the early 2000's, I came across this picture in the paper and it reminded me of something. Something I quite couldn't place. So I clipped it out of the paper. Here it is:
You must've been at this event, Matt; seeing as you were in the movie. Much later, I was looking at some old photos and then it clicked! It reminded me of this photo:
I knew it reminded me of something. And I knew it had to have some kind of meaning. And now, I think that meaning is here in this blog. And the nexus point is you. Or maybe Brad Pitt. But this is getting a little long again (that's what she said!); so this is actually going to go on to a fifth, read 'em, FIFTH blog. You're setting some kind of record Matt!
Ciao for now.
Chris
CFR 5/9/24
Ciao for now.
Chris
CFR 5/9/24