Wednesday, February 2, 2011

You Don't Get a Lot More Transparent Than That, Rick.

So, Ricky Martin.

He is on The View. With the ladies. Talking about stuff. And other related things. Talking about stuff and things.

Note: Clearly, I am not paying much attention to the conversation. I am simply enjoying The View. Of Ricky. If you know what I mean, and I think you do.

Note: Oh, simmer down, everyone. He's pretty. That's all.

But then Ricky says something worthy of my attention, however brief, yes.

He folds his hands in his lap. He looks up with big, brown-eyed sincerity. I just want to walk through life with a lot of transparency, he says.


Mission accomplished, Ricky. No one rocks the see-through shirt like you do, Sport.

Mission accomplished indeed.

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