This could be about Star Trek, Mission: Impossible, The Man From U.N.C.L.E., Quantum Leap, U.F.O. and random ramblings. At the moment it's mostly about Peter Graves... No, okay. It's time to face my addiction. It's just about Peter Graves. That's it.
Wednesday, 31 August 2011
Ahh, Peter Graves...
Peter Graves - How do I begin?
I've been a crazed Star Trek fan since I was 15 - crazed enough to buy Mission Impossible just because Leonard Nimoy was in it. And then something happened. Peter Graves reeled me in, dammit, with his sky-blue eyes and his tallness and his lovely hair, and the way he smiles with the side of his mouth and licks his lips about once every five seconds. Do I need to mention his ability to play the clarinet and the saxophone, and sing, and apparently also play pool, and his left-handedness which for some reason I find hopelessly sexy, and his voice which I think I'd follow blindly wherever it called me, and his talent for leaping onto a bareback horse and riding it off across the Australian bush as if it were all in a day's work.
Sigh... He's even blinded me to Spock for the past few weeks, which is just unprecedented. But enough rambling for now. This is just the beginning...
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