Since I’m still in LA, I can’t find time for too much serious blogging. But, inspired by this comment on another thread, I am in a position to answer one question from Fyodor’s Meme [with a promise of more to come].
My first of seven celebrity crushes (why seven - seven seals to be opened before doom?) is Sky Captain Nabakov.






You want me on that wall… (etc)
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Hey, if I was a chick I’d love to cut as fine a figure as did Wing Commander Franky Cook aboard her Cloudbase knockoff, leading her RN dark-blue painted squadrons into battle in the deeps.
But I hafta to say I’m much more of an Ian Fleming kinda dude. I’d be back, safe and smug at the Admiralty Citadel, dreaming up wild stratagems and stunts while screwing a ciggie into its holder and a WREN into the plotting table.