Hump Day Hotties: Winchester Edition

So, this is actually a post I co-wrote with ChickLit, but I figured I would just put it up here as well. I mean, I did find all of the pics and formatted them! That counts for something in this world!! Oh and in case you are not familar with the nickname, I go by Mad Madam M over on her blog! Now onto the pretty!!!

Today's Hump Day Hotties is dedicated to tomorrow's season finale of Supernatural. A show with a plot, some bad acting, and some very pretty boys we're going to share with you. Keep in mind, the Mad Madam M has lost most of her touch with reality and interchangeable refers to the cast and characters by their real names, characters names, and weird nicknames that she picks up God knows where. Here's a cast list to help you keep it straight:

Dean Winchester (aka El Deano & Lil' Stumpy) - Jensen Ackles (aka Mad Madam M's future pool boy!)

Sam Winchester (aka Sammy & Ginormotron) - Jared Padalecki

John Winchester (aka Shut Up Daddy) - Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Metallicar - 1 of 5 '67 Chevy Impala

(In case you didn't know...these are the Winchester brothers! Just a little hint!!)


Mad Madam M: *squee* Season 3, people!!! Season 3!!!! We have a SEASON 3!!!!! *squee*

Crystal: Yay! If we'd have had to come up with another mutual show to watch, it could have gone badly. I mean, we don't watch the same TV. We just don't.

(Towels...are they really necessary?)


Mad Madam M: Yes, I watch the show for the plots. Why do you ask?

Crystal: Yes, the depth of characterization in this show is...intense.

(Jensen Pool-side & preparing for his second career!)


Mad Madam M: This settles it...we definitely need a pool so Jensen can lounge next to it. Although, he will be wearing far less clothing!!

Crystal: Well, you are my one-woman entourage. When I get rich and famous, I think you should have a pretty pool boy. And why not him? I mean, he looks like he'd enjoy the life of pool boy.

(The Winchester Lean™)


Mad Madam M: *pets computer monitor* Now that is a queue I wouldn't mind waiting in for any length of time...perhaps even eternity!!! Even if Ginormotron has to slouch a bit...

Crystal: They are just so preeeeettty. I'll take one of each.

(Dean & Metallicar: A match made in heaven!)


Mad Madam M: I'm not sure which is sexier, El Deano or Metallicar. However, together they make one beautiful sight. I'm surprised that evil still exists when everyone could just stare at that all day. I know I do...

Crystal: I love Metallicar and the random displays of car porn during the show when they have nothing better to do.

(An artistic black & white image of Jensen - hey they all can't be amusing!)



Mad Madam M: *gets lost in his eyes* Please excuse me for a moment... *gets re-lost in his eyes*

Crystal: Umm...Should I give you a moment?

(Wannabe Punkish Jared - but hey I still love you!)


Mad Madam M: Yes I know this pic is cheesy, but I love it anyway! What are you going to do about it? He's still pretty!

Crystal: Amazingly enough, this pic mkes him look even more ginormous.

(Dean & Books...need I say more?)


Mad Madam M: Remeber how a couple months back I wrote that the pic of Adam Brody holding videos was the hottest thing I had ever seen...well this narrowly beats it out. Dean lounging in front of old books...excuse me I must go day dream for a while!

Crystal: You can almost imagine he's smart here. That's hawt.

(Jared with short hair that doesn't at all resemble Cousin It! Miracles do happen!)


Mad Madam M: While I am concerned at the position of the tree branches (it seems even inanimate object want to feel up his torso!) I can't seem to turn away. And I'm not even a SammyGirl?!?!?

Crystal: Dude, to be that pervy tree on his shirt...it's stroking his nipples, I swear.

(Jensen in the Junkyard)


Mad Madam M: Could someone point me in the direction of the nearest junkyard? I think I might find something I want there...

Crystal: I know you're not big on mechanics and such, but let me tell you this is dramatized for public consumption...real junk yard workers do NOT look like this.

(A Winchester Family Portrait...an appropriately bloody one!)


Mad Madam M: Is it sad that even bloody and beat up, I still find these 3 men sexy? On a side note, I would like to point out that apparently Sammy inherited his hair issues from Shut Up Daddy. There goes the theory that his father was actually the Ceiling Demon!

Crystal: Yum.

(Bed head Sammy...a sight everyone should wake up to!)


Mad Madam M: *guh* I can't add to that... *wipes drool off chin*

Crystal: Dude, that rat bastard is cheating on me! He looks pretty doing it, but still!

(Jensen on a Vespa! Magnifico!!)


Mad Madam M: So remember how last week I wanted to be a chair...I have changed my mind. I think I want to be a vespa...a red one!

Crystal: I will refrain from making a comment about how a vespa gets mounted.

Move along, move along, just to make it through...

The Mad Madam M strike continues and you're still stuck with me. You'll manage, I'm sure. I was inspired to do another VidSpam in honor of her...because, well, it is her invention. I think. Actually, I don't really remember. Whatever. So, on with the VidSpam done up Supernatural style.



This is a creepy video. The music is almost peppy, which makes it even creepier.



This one has fire, which is cool because it appeals to my inner pyro.



This one I just went what the *&&%^%??? Be afraid, be very afraid.

And the beat goes on...

The Mad Madam M has run away with the circus (don't worry she'll be back next week), but I promised to put in an appearance over here and keep you entertained while she's gone. Today, I bring you a VidSpam of Veronica Mars songs. Enjoy!

Creepy ass, yet funny video with these boots are made for walking. Have fun with this one.



And for those of us who have a love/hate relationship with the annoying, tiny blonde one.



Veronica Mars in rewind mode. It's kinda creepy though to watch people go backward so much. I got a little bit sea sick.

Ireland, Scotland, Britian & Wales, I can hear those ancient voices calling...

Since ChickLit made my day by creating some posters for my first ever Procrastination Station™ Competition (as well as helping me brainstorm the name I might add), I decided to create a blog all about Ioan Gruffudd, one of her favorite people! Sure he has made some questionable flicks - *cough* Fantastic Four *cough* - but Horatio Hornblower is still one of the best BBC produced series EVER! I mean, no one does not-so-subtle HoYay! like BBC does HoYay! Besides what is not to love about hot guys running around really cool looking ships in loafers...LOAFERS. Forget muskets and ponytails...I don't think there is any better fashion accessory for Napoleonic naval battles that the low-heeled loafer for men. Reminds me of the women of Star Trek always going into battle in 3 inch heels...I snicker every time they have to survive a fire fight or even hike through rough terrain in such ridiculous shoes! But I digress...
A while ago I stumbled upon a video of Ioan and his real-life best friend Matthew Rhys (yes FemeNazi...Kevin from your new fav series) speaking Welsh in a short 2 minute film. I have no clue what they are saying, but it is one of the sexiest things I have ever watched. Why do other languages always sound so exquisite?!?! Anyway ChickLit...this one's for you!!

Stop Me from Making Movies of Myself...

The saga continues...day five of Mad Madam M without internet. Sorry folks.

Anyway, I give you the first real quiz on this blog. To make it fun, I forced the Mad Madam M to take the quiz too. It's about being a movie buff. Those of you who know anything about her know she's an expert in pop culture. She'd seen everything on the list except one move that she made a personal choice not to watch. I'll let you guess which one it was.

Your Movie Buff Quotient: 98%

You are a movie buff of the most obsessive variety. If a movie exists, chances are that you've seen it. You're an expert on movie facts and trivia. It's hard to stump you with a question about film.

Are You a Movie Buff?

And here's me. I cheated and added a few to my list to make her feel better. Remember the post about making your best friend feel better about herself by lying? Friendship in action here, people. Check it out.

Your Movie Buff Quotient: 48%

You are well on your way to becoming a movie buff. You've seen many of the great films, and you have even probably developed an expertise in a few genres.

Are You a Movie Buff?

Lucy in the sky with diamonds

Day two of the Mad Madam M not having internet, so you're all still stuck with me, her dubious partner in crime.

I'm going to take a swing at her vidspam posts. This week will be popular songs turned into Lord of the Rings and/or Pirates of the Carribbean music videos.

Aragon *hearts* Arwen. Awww...while ocking out to Nickelback.



This is Johnny Depp at his weirdo best...and a really dorky song to help him along.



Because when I think of pirates, I think country music. Fer Sure.



Because a nice girl wouldn't tell you what you should do...but Keira Knightley will smack you across the face with her opinion.



This should totally have been the Rohan theme song. Totally.

I've been waiting for this moment, for all my life...

Since this is my first foray into Mad Madam M-land and she asked me to throw up a blog because her 'net is down, I decided to make a list of all the reasons I'm her best friend:

1. I completely understand her fetish for all things pop culture, though I don't share it. If I didn't understand, we couldn't be friends. If I shared it, wee'd be too much alike and we couldn't be friends. Sense a pattern?
2. When she told me it was Jensen Ackles birthday today, I immediately assured her that the older he gets, the lower his asking price will be when I'm famous enough to buy him for her as her own personal pool boy. I want to be a fmous author, and we all need a loyal entourage to spoil. It's the perfect set-up for both of us, I think.
3. She's totally supportive of my writing career, but she never reads my books. Why does this make us awesome friends? I write romance! She doesn't need to read the kind of stuff that come out of my head. Ewwww.
4. I watched Buffy for her. I mean, that says something right there. I'm just not sure what. Anyway...moving on!
5. We both suffered through the same heinous senior project together. And there was ice cream after. Lots of ice cream.
   
6. We both went to grad school. It was in different states, so how would this draw us together? Grad school messes with your mind, man. You'll never be the same again. So, we're similarly wacked out.
7. When we're old and widowed and still wacked out, we can be biddies with fifty cats. The neighbors can think we're weird and smell kind of old-lady menthol funny, but we'll still be propping up and reassuring each other delusions. That's what real friends are for. They don't help you move or move bodies, they see that you're crazy and old and lie to your face about it to make you feel better.