THE WAR OF THE WALLPAPER ...

Danny has been hijacking my Viggo screensaver with pictures of Raquel Welch and Jennifer Lopez.  Pleeeze dude.  The difference between your obsession and mine is that mine THINKS and does not have a pair of silicone enhanced knockers.  My obsession is an ARTIST.  He is age appropriate and my intellectual equal.  That he is manly and handsome and sexy has nothing to do with it.  He's a renaissance man.  Literate, creative, thoughtful.  How can you possibly compare that to Raquel or Jennifer?  Answer ... you can't.


Here are samples of my screensavers:

dreamy and romantic ....
or 

regular guy in a shirt .... 
or

thoughtful and introspective.

Where, I ask you do you find anything remotely sexual or cheap?  YOU DON'T.  

Now ... here's Danny's wallpapers:

He tried to tell me that this one reminded him of me when I was young (eyes rolling) ... psshh ... everyone knows that I'm prettier than her.

and this one:

Wherein Jennifer thinks (to the extent she can think) ..."I know, why don't I pose like this ... I'll lie down and stretch myself languidly as I arch my back so that my stomach looks super ultra flat and I can wear a Hello Kitty chain around my waist and then I can smile sweetly yet invitingly ... (eyes rolling ugh) Oh, and by the way hon, Jennifer likes them super young ... like junior high young.  Raquel on the other hand, I'd say you might have a chance with her cause she's old enough to be my mother and she'd love you because you are hot, if I do say so myself. 

(p.s. I hate Jennifer Lopez.)

So there.  I rest my case.  I am far more discerning than Danny.  However, I realize he can't really help himself.  He is, after all, a man.  

BUT STILL.