Passing Notes

I don't usually post about guys I'm attracted to, because, well, it's a highly individual thing. Attraction is based on chemistry, and either you get it or you don't. It's especially difficult to judge who you might think is hot or not through pictures or video, but we still all occasionally develop attractions to public figures, right?

All of which is to say, I'm totally crushing on Bode Miller.

















Any guy who can win a ski race drunk is pretty impressive. Then there was his performance in the last Winter Olympics, when he managed to fall down on his ass at 80mph, get right back up, and still take home the Silver Medal. You add his whole backwoods hippy New Hampshire childhood, and you end up with a total iconoclast who says things like this:

"Look, a lot of the people involved with the U.S. Ski Team—the people that I'm representing—are unbelievable a--holes. Rich, cocky, wicked conceited, super-right-wing Republicans. But because of my morals, my principles, I can't judge them for that. The things they've done for me warrant respect, and I'm trying to pay them back."

God, I love liberal bad boys with skills.

It doesn't hurt that he's exactly the kind of scruffy, round-faced, smiling-eyed guy who gets me hotter than a whorehouse jukebox.