the heart of a bonaparte

...that line is loosely borrowed from joni mitchell's marvelous song 'lead balloon.' and the image is from terry gilliam's film 'time bandits.' the handsome gent with the wicked smile is my darling ian holm. its getting late, and my tooth is bothering me, so i'll just say that he's gorgeous and looks fantastic in the costume and leave it at that. its not as if my mad crush on ian is any kind of a surprise at this point. and just for the sake of general information, the moustache-guy in the back is none other than close 'python' associate, mr. terrence baylor.

ha ha ha, its ian after all

yes, somehow it doesn't matter how much the others arm-wrestle and compete, it is, in the end, ian holm that has me. fanciful? yes. delusional? by certain definitions, possibly. all i know is that i feel an emotional waltz of arousal and serious peace whenever i see him or hear his lush welsh voice.

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