TV Boyfriends

You’ve been warned, if you do not want to read the spoiler, then skip this post, otherwise, let’s talk about The Bachelorette.  Will it be Kypton (my choice for Jillian on the first or second show) or Ed (the oe who left, come back and now has pull a wild flower out of his arse)?

For those of you following, Kypton is the one that hte spoilers say that Jillian chooses and to be honest with you, why not, he is al that a bag fries too.  I’ve done pretty well picking mates for these Bachelors and Bachelorettes.  If they would just listen to me.

Anyway, next weeks show is the group show where the contestants tell all.  I have my doubts that Wes even shows up and after what he did and after he made Jillian and his own mother (have he no respect) look like fools on national television, I hope he doesn’t come back. 

And, there was a hint of some information about Jake.  Who knows, will he be the next Bachelor?  I didn’t start watching this show until the season with the Navy Doctor Andy Baldwin and he has a great blog now too.  And, now, he sends me an occasional tweet. 

I also featured another Bachelor from Cosmopolitan’s Man of the Year choices and he too has emailed me.  With that, if you’ve been featured, I’d love to hear from you, and then I can get another post out for you and provide a link to a site of your choice…..

So, if you watch The Bachelorette, who do you think is best for Jillian and who does she pick and are they one and the same?

Kypton?

Ed

Andy Baldwin from 2007 show

Will Jake be the next Bachelor?

I am going to search through my archives and see if I have written about him before.  He got my attention today as he sang at the Memorial Service of Michael Jackson.  I started to feature Michael Jackson but you know, what can I say that hasn’t already been said. 

1.  Respect the dead.

2.  Where were all these supporters when he was self-distructing?

3.  I pray for his children to find Peace.

4.  Remember the good times, it’s the only way to remember your loved ones.

5.  He was a pop star to us and we might think we mourn, but he was someone’s son, brother, uncle, and father.  They need some space.

And, with that, he was someone’s friend too.  A friend to  young performer by the name of Usher.  Yes, Usher.

Usher sang today at the Memorial Service along with many other celebrities.  But at the end of his song, he noticeably broke down and struggled to finish his song.

So, while I like to look at photos of the man like

this…

but today, the man we saw was one where we could actually see his tender heart, his love for another man and not being embarrassed to say that Michael Jackson meant the world to him.

You can see the dark glasses.  They were a staple for almost all the men today.  I can’t imagine how they could see but I do know that they should have removed the glasses and let the world know that they are human, eyes red and irritated from crying is just normal.  And, if you look at this photo, you can see that usher is a very attractive man, not just for his six pack but he has attractive facial features as well.

And, with that, close your eyes and listen to an emotional Usher as he sings to his friend, Michael Jackson.

Wow, this was totally unprompted by the fact that I had previously written bout these two.  I don’t remember writing it because I’ve written so much lately about MJ.  But, I wrote about this relationship here just the other day.

Ok, admit it, you’ve tried to do the Thriller Dance.  And, that you’ve danced to Rockin’ Robin.  And this man right here…

is really pretty.  I know his sister is prettier and built like a brick house – his sister being Janet not Latoya. 

But, the man was mentally challenged in some way.  Was he abused as a child?  I don’t know.  He says he was beat, his dad says a belt on the bum….not my call.  But, apparently going to work at the age of 7 and being told to lie about your age when you were 9 because you were much cuter if people thought you were only 7 and doing what you did.

Then, 3 hours of school and 8 hours practicing performing or training to perform.  Yea, from the age of 7 or 9 whichever it was.  Who are we to judge?

I do know that he seemed to be holding his own and not really any stranger than any other celebrity until he started with the nose stuff.  It didn’t bother me that he wanted Neverland and wanted it to be successful.  I mean, Elvis has Graceland, what was the problem?

And, hiding his children’s faces?  Not at all to me, he was doing what he thought was necessary to protect them from the media.  I’ve heard more than once this weekend that the oldest child Prince Michael 1st is above average intelligence.  The kids are homeschooled and they apparently had a great Nanny and she stuck around for years.

The fact that the Nanny was there for so many years is a testament to the fact that the man was as crazy as the media tried to make us think he was.  I mean, would you work for that crazy person that the media has framed him to be?  Of course not.

But, my personal opinion is that when his hair caught fire and he began a series of plastic surgeries, he became addicted to pain medication.  I know a little about that stuff too and honestly, one nose surgery after another, the cheekbones, the scalp and heck, you might find yourself addicted too. 

And, then, all the criminal and sexual abuse charges.  Do you think you could go through that without needing something to help calm your nerves?  I doubt it.  And, what if you were paying 100K in rent each month, brining in 10 million a month and were 400 million in debt?  Can you say, xanax?

So, with that, I salute Michael Jackson and if I have to say so myself, he was at one time, a very pretty man.

First of all, I have to tell you about a nice young bachelor from last October, Brett Zak contacted me through email.  He really seems like a great guy as he contacted me to say thanks for the nice things I had said about him.  What nice things did I need to say?  His Bio as one Cosmos Men of 2008 was all there was needed   He also asked where I had found the photos of him and naturally the Cosmo ad was the place where I found all the goodies.

As I said, the guy was so adorable in his emails and I did find some other photos but I am not going to use them until he gives me permission.  Surely a guy that looks like this and has the morals to turn down shows like The Bachelor and The Bachelorette most definitely should be considered a winner in almost everyone’s book. No?

I do have to tell you though, the photos I found of him online were with some really beautiful girls so you have your work cut out for you….if you are interested, you better speak up lest you miss out on the hottness of Dr. Zak.

The original link is here and you can see for yourself that this is one hot young man and well……I can attest for the fact that he has been quite gentlemanly like so I suggest all you single ladies out there get busy and put on your best behavior if you expect to nail a guy like Brett.

Yummy!

Oops I did find this one in a Google Search

Nice eh?

Guest Post by Elizabeth Fournier

After she got over her dream of being a Solid Gold Dancer, Fournier promptly headed into the local funeral home and asked for a job, any job. She became the live-in night keeper which meant she resided in a trailer in the far reaches of a large, hilly cemetery and slept with a shotgun near her bed. It was the scariest summer of her life.

She is currently the voice of the autopsy exhibit in the forensic wing at the United
States National Museum of Medicine and a full-time mortician. She is also a ballroom dance instructor at Reed College in Portland, Oregon. But she couldn’t resist writing the story of her unusual method of dating that led her to the love of her life.

Yea, this should make reading her book that much more interesting.  I am currently getting ready to read her book so I can do a review of it.  But, as with a couple of other books, I had to go chase down at my mom’s house because she got to it before I did.

So, go ahead, check her out, she won’t disappoint.

I was surfing Facebook the other night and came across the name Jimmy McNicol. I immediately looked to see if it was HIM. I knew it most likely wasn’t, because if my Jimmy could sing and dance, he could mostly likely spell his name. I had to peak. Not him.

Ah, Jimmy McNichol. An unsung, under noticed teen heartthrob and TV boyfriend of my generation. I’m talking about the boys who graced the covers of Teen Beat during the Carter Administration. My first glance of Jimmy was him sitting quite poised in an overstuffed chair on The Mike Douglas Show. He was darling. And he preferred to be called “James”
What did me in was his flowy, brown hair. I liked the movement it made when he was discussing important issues with Mr. Douglas, such as his most prized possession, his ‘71 customized Chevy van. And the full disclosure that (gasp!) he wears Musk.

Back to his shaggy boy ‘do, I was a fan of medium-length tresses on men. I was forever Peter Criss when we played KISS, and on the playground when playing Charlie’s Angels, I unquestionably was Farrah. And yes, back to Jimmy’

It is often forgotten he had an actual speaking part for a full year on General Hospital, the same show which staffed resident hotties Rick Springfield and John Stamos. He had also spent time learning his technique on Little House on the Prairie, The Love Boat, and even sang the title theme for California Fever. As Jimmy, uh, James grew older, his story lines became more dramatic. And so did his personal choices.
As a kid he cited McDonald’s hamburgers as his food favorite, but would move on to crepes. He was so damn innocent in those early years, listing the primary colors of red, blue and yellow as his favorite, and his preferred drink was milk.

He seemed the most likely candidate for real love, mostly because he struck me as a nice guy who would probably be my friend. And he had that cool little sister, Kristy, who I had a secret crush on, too.

Like many young television stars, Kristy and Jimmy McNichol took a shot at pop music stardom. Unlike many of their fellow stars, they achieved it. Their self-titled debut album became a chart hit and a cult classic among fans of teen-idol records.

CBS let him have the The Jimmy McNichol Special, co-starring Magic Johnson, and Conrad Bain, the daddy from Different Strokes, plus that other young cutie patootie, Rick Schroeder.

Time moved on for James, and in 1999, he was focusing on ecological education with a website called ECOTV, was still performing with his band "Wizard King" and released a new CD, called Echo Warrior.
Not bad for my 1970’s crush who’s childhood nickname was “Pickle McNichol.”

I don’t know if one would refer to me as crazy, insane or just a plain ol’ blog hog…but I have a few blogs and I’m preparing to launch a group blog……anyone have any late night issues…I’m an incurable insomniac. You can always find me on twitter as jareason. As it is, I am attempting to bribe another woman named Jerri Ann into giving me that twitter name but so far, no luck. I’ll let you know if it pans out. And, I am also trying to buy the domain jerriann.com from the person who owns it as it has sat since 2004 with the same photo of “under constructin” type info on it. But, in the meantime…here’s where you can find me….

Jerri Ann Reason - media site
Jerri Ann - my battle wth EASports and the 30 day challenge
Mom~E~Centric - my personal site
TV Boyfriends - my most popular site
Mom is Teaching - where I hope to grow the most
Mental and Emotonal Health- where I hope to lend a helping hand the most often
Media Critiques - where I make fun of people (you maybe)
Parenting Stes 411 - where I try to offer up good parenting links I find
Michelle Obama Watch - watching Michelle Obama become the most popular First Lady ever
Life in Reality - celebrity watch
TBTS The Real Truth - a scam that caught even me

And, stay tuned for an upcoming group blog endeavor. Scarry? Yes, indeed!

I know this is a little off-kilter here on the ol’ TV Boyfriends spot but, I must tell you that I didn’t do Elizabeth Fournier justice when I posted her work here a couple of weeks ago.  I know you’ve all heard the story a million times, I broke my ankle, I’ve been wearing a cast since January, I’ve tried to go to conferences and my kids baseball and then I had surgery and in the meantime, I asked for guest posters.  But, you know what happened?  I got so consumed in the beauty of Orlando and the fact that my doggone 8 day old computer went on the blitz that I just didn’t do this great author justice.

So, blog world, meet Elizabeth Fournier, author of My blind dating memoir is called, "All Men Are Cremated Equal: My 77 Blind Dates."  And, since we discuss men a lot around here, well duh, I thought finding one through 77 blind dates would make some interesting chatter.

You can find her post on this blog Shaun Cassidy – Awww the good ol’ days and you can read Elizabeth Fournier Guest Posts for Me but before you go, find out a little about the author. 

 After she got over her dream of being a Solid Gold Dancer, Fournier promptly headed into the local funeral home and asked for a job, any job. She became the live-in night keeper which meant she resided in a trailer in the far reaches of a large, hilly cemetery and slept with a shotgun near her bed. It was the scariest summer of her life.

She is currently the voice of the autopsy exhibit in the forensic wing at the United
States National Museum of Medicine and a full-time mortician. She is also a ballroom dance instructor at Reed College in Portland, Oregon. But she couldn’t resist writing the story of her unusual method of dating that led her to the love of her life.

Yea, this should make reading her book that much more interesting.  I am currently getting ready to read her book so I can do a review of it.  But, as with a couple of other books, I had to go chase down at my mom’s house because she got to it before I did.

So, go ahead, check her out, she won’t disappoint.

Yes, I know, he is no newbie here on the TV Boyfriends circuit but that does not mean that I am forgetting him and never re-visiting his hottness.  TV Guide says that 42% of their readers think he is just the baddest of all bad boys on TV right now.  I think bad ass is the exact word they used.

I had no idea that he was a terminator, none at all.  But, yes, Terminator:  The Sarah Connor Chronicles featured this hot bod and to think, I didn’t even see that show.  But, then again, I don’t see alot of the guys that I write about.  Generally I either get them from references from readers (so if you have a hot one, send him my way and I’ll do the research and get him up here, or if you want to do it, I’ll pimp you and your blog for writing a post), and some times I get my men referrals because I see shows my husband is watching in the background while I work and I go, “whoa, who is that?” and my husband rolls his eyes and tells me something.  I don’t think he always tells me the truth, hehehe.

And, in the TV Guide where 47% of the readers called him the Sexiest Badass on TV.  He as up against some good candidates too like Jack Bauer from 24, Bill Compton from True Blood, Sayid Jarrah from Lost and Dexter Morgan from Dexter.  Ok, people, none of those folks even come close.

Too bad we can’t get him on Dancing with the Stars, hehehe

These kids might not technically be TV Boyfriends because duh, I didn’t find them on TV but…I did find them at the nail salon…they were there with girls..yea.  One hot chick and her date were in the nail salon, she was getting something, I’m not sure what but her date was with her.  And, because he was there, two of his buddies showed up for……to use their own words…..”moral support”…..

That cracks me up.  These guys go to school at my Alma Mater and she goes to another school a few miles up the road.  I can tell you there were no boyfriends hanging out at the nail salon when I was a teenager….but these guys..Jay, Cade and Donovan…they were right there…..

The one in the white hat is her date….she has her back to you and the guy sitting beside her is not her date…he is one of the ones there for moral support..hahaha!

And, now….as if you need more proof….look at this next picture…these were taking with my phone so squint if you have to….

This guy way over there sitting alone…he is there with his date as well. 

So, just in case you are keeping up….these would make great boyfriends….don’t you think?  I think the girls at their school would do well to grab themselves one of these guys because no teenage boy goes to the nail salon to sit with someone else’s date……

Do they?

I know, I’ve been writing on this site for 2 years now and never once have I put a girl’s photos on here.  Right?  Well, this isn’t about a girl at all although it is a picture of a girl…the song….Imaginary Boyfriend is absolutely perfect for this site, don’t you think? 

I mean, what’s better than a boyfriend that we dream up in our head?  He’s perfect and Leah Renee is only 23 and she has already figured it out, Imaginary Boyfriends are way better than any version of the real thing.  I mean, really come on, check it out.

Here’s her picture and you can probably figure she doesn’t need an Imaginary Boyfriend because she can probably get a good looking one all on her own.  But, as we all know, looks aren’t everything.  So, that’s what our site is all about, taking our favorite TV men and making Imaginary Boyfriends out of them.  I think Leah may have been spying on us, you think?

She is from Toronto and if I have to say so myself, this is a pretty darn cute song.  Here’s you a link to go listen to the song and then…guess what…I have 5 copies of the CD from Leah Renee with 4 different versions of the song on it…don’t miss out.

I will take comments on this post from now until Wednesday April 22nd and then on Thursday the 23rd, I’ll give away the 5 copies of the CD by choosing 5 winners on Random.org.  Don’t miss out. 

Just for the record, here’s what my Imaginary Boyfriend would look like…

or maybe, if people are right and he is gay…heck I don’t care if he is gay, this is my Imaginary Boyfriend, right?  But, just for good measure, what about….

or even…

or what about…

Ok, I’ll let it rest…that’s plenty for my little imagination to handle right now…

Ok, so I know he isn’t the epitome of sexy or anything, but hey, he doesn’t look bad, now does he?

And, if you’ve heard the man’s song, Butterfly Kisses, then you know he is absolutely beautiful on the inside.  He truly has a gorgeous heart.  Just look at this photo, does this not conjure up ideas of passion to you?

And, when you hear the lyrics to his song that is known as the Father/Daughter song in so many forums these days, you know, this man loves his daughter, loves his life and simply as a beautiful heart.

Here’s the lyrics for you:

There’s two things I know for sure:
She was sent here from heaven and she’s
daddy’s little girl.
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night
She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes and
I thank god for all the joy in my life
Oh, but most of all
For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer;
sticking little white flowers all up in her
hair; "Walk beside the pony, Daddy, it’s my first ride."
"I know the cake looks funny, Daddy, but I sure tried."
In all that I’ve done wrong I know I must
have done something right to deserve a hug
every morning and butterfly kisses at night.

Sweet 16 today
She’s looking like her mama a little more everyday
One part woman, the other part girl.
To perfume and make-up from ribbons and curls
Trying her wings out in a great big world.

But I remember
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer; sticking
little white flowers all up in her hair.
"You know how much I love you, Daddy, But if you
don’t mind I’m only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time."
With all that I’ve done wrong I must have done
something right to deserve her love every morning
and butterfly kisses at night.

All the precious time
Like the wind, the years go by.
Precious butterfly.
Spread your wings and fly.

She’ll change her name today.
She’ll make a promise and I’ll give her away.
Standing in the bride-room just staring at her.
She asked me what I’m thinking and I said "I’m not
sure-I just feel like I’m losing my baby girl."
She leaned over…gave me butterfly kisses with her mama there,
Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair
"Walk my down the aisle, Daddy-it’s just about time."
"Does my wedding gown look pretty, Daddy? Daddy, don’t cry!"

Oh, with all that I’ve done wrong I must have
done something right.
To deserve your love every morning and butterfly
kisses-I couldn’t ask God for more, man this is what love is.

I know I gotta let her go, but I’ll always remember
every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses.

And, you can go hear the song here and I promise you it won’t disappoint.  And, my final thoughts on this is the couple that introduced me to this song used the song for the bride to walk down the aisle instead of the traditional wedding march.  Here’s one of their gorgeous photos (taken my me).

Some of the little sites out there are not very impressive to me.  You know, I really don’t care what my Twitter Grade is but just in case you care, lol, I went to Twitter Grader to see what kind of grade I have right now, but again…who’s really paying attention, right?

But, hey, the first time I ever checked it, my grade was like 70 something.  Now, I have to tell you that I am not a twitter whore.  I am the poster child for twitter because I obviously can’t walk and tweet at the same time or I wouldn’t be sporting this big ugly boot on my broken ankle.  And, I am also considered somewhat of a Twitter idiot because when I tried to DM my phone number to some folks last weekend, it went out live for the whole Twitter world to see. 

But, just for the sake of prosperity (I have no idea what that means but it sounds good), I thought I’d check it again before I run off on a tangent about my personal websites.  And, lo and behold, all that twittering I did at Blissdom (while sitting by the way, not walking – I may or may not have been driving, but I wasn’t walking and tweeting, I can’t do it), my grade rose to a 98.4.  Which seems awesome right?  Yea, so awesome that it means out of 1,259,151 twitters, I am 19,082…er..ok, never mind.

All of that was so mesmerizing that I had to jump in on the bandwagon when I saw this Typealyzer which is going to tell you about my website.  And, I have such a low self-esteem that I checked it out to see if I liked what it had to say before I decided to share it with you.  Sorry, just the plain ol’ truth, sometimes it ain’t purdy.

But, you know what, I like what it said about me, so you gonna get it….right here….and now…

I mean, check out the image they gave me…. She looks good doesn’t she?  I mean, I wish I looked like that for real..

And, here’s what they say about this website…

The entertaining and friendly type. They are especially attuned to pleasure and beauty and like to fill their surroundings with soft fabrics, bright colors and sweet smells. They live in the present moment and don´t like to plan ahead - they are always in risk of exhausting themselves.
The enjoy work that makes them able to help other people in a concrete and visible way. They tend to avoid conflicts and rarely initiate confrontation - qualities that can make it hard for them in management positions.

That part in red….absolute truth without one nano-second of doubt.

Go check your own blog out and see what you come up with….and tell me, whether you like it or believe it or not…
I wouldn’t mind a little confrontation with Wentworth though.

I read on a professional blog somewhere that one of the best ways to build readership is to network.  Network, network, network.  I just returned from Blissdom and I’m excited by all the social networking information that I was able to allow to seep into my little brain portal. 

I met some bloggers that I thought were big time glass house bloggers making tons of money.  And, they weren’t.  I met some bloggers that were more down to earth than any one I’ve ever met and they were 6 figure earners. 

But, the common theme is network network network.  Then, last night in a big twitter party called #gno (girls night out), I happened to mention my goal of commenting on at least 50 blogs a day.  It isn’t easy and if you have a lot of other things going on in your life, I suggest your start with a lower goal than 50.  I started with 30 and worked my way to 50.

So, here’s where I issue this challenge:

Look at your feed reader, choose a number of blogs that you can realistically read and comment on at least 5 days a week, and then set that goal.  It’s important to remember that just because you miss one day doesn’t make it a failed experiment.  It’s like weight loss, just pick up the next day and start over.

If you are up to the challenge, sign up with Mr. Linky so I can make sure you are in my feed reader.*

*I must say that I normally choose blogs for comments by finding blogs that have less than 10 comments when I read the post.  That doesn’t mean you have to do that as well, you can pick and choose as you please, it just makes it nice for those of us who do not get many comments to see them there.  Casey from Moosh in Indy said it best when she said, “I take each comment and suck on it”.  Yea, what she said.

Robert Buckley from Lipstick Jungle comes to you via Casey too.  And, let me just tell you ladies this, that girl knows how to pick ‘em.  You all know how I love me some good abs…and just look…

Now, that my friends is a set of abs!  Call them a six pack, but those suckers are awesome!  Do you know anything about Mr. Buckley, I mean, did you see Lipstick Jungle?  I didn’t, but you all know I keep myself wrapped around my 2 or 3 favorites and a lot of athletes.  But, you can find Buckley in When a Killer Calls, Fashion House, Ghost Whisperer, Killer Movie, Robot Battle, Lifetime’s Flirting with Forty with Heather Locklear.

Yummmy!

He was born Barack Hussein Obama II and is now, in 2009 days away from being THE President of the United States.  He has been a gracious man and I’ve written about him more than I’ve ever written about any political entity at all.  I’m not a political person.  However, I do know a good looking man, who is a good speaker, has the best of personalities and is not only well educated but well liked. 

He was born on August 4, 1961 and is the first African American to be elected President of the United States of America.  He is a graduate of Columbia University and Harvard Law School.  He was the first African American president of the Harvard Law Review.

It seems he is into being the “first” in many areas.  Let’s hope he becomes the “first” President to just simply be himself and do a good job.  The “first” not to talk out both sides of his mouth.  The “first”…to actually look this good…