Viggo Mortensen has failed me and the world miserably. It's a Friday morning and the world is still not a better place all because of Viggo. It is Friday morning and I still don't have my legs wrapped around the lefty-commie-pino hunkiness that is Viggo Mortensen.

He is not only one of the first celebrities against the war, but he is the first one to call for the impeachment of George Bush. He has gone so far as to visit Iraq after publishing a book about the occupation. And when he came back, right before going back to filming, the man campaigned for an anti-war Democrat in New York state.

The problem is, he is still not betwixt my legs.

So I've tried to quit him.

Then he goes on the Colbert Report and does this :

I hate you Viggo Mortensen. How dare you make me laugh. I hate Stephen Colbert even more. How dare you enlist Stephen Colbert to turn me on with your sense of humor.

I swear, pull this off one more time and you'll be dead to me.

PS : An open letter to Viggo Mortensen

Viggo,

I still believe you should hit the internets and start blogging. I see though that you need to deal with your (copyright) control issues. It is OK to let your content be free on the internets darling. I mean, you give your books away for free, why not save some trees and just put it on a blog?

If you think that thing you have on the front of Perceval Press is a blog, I'd like to share what you're smoking because it is NOT. If you need sort your copyright issues, drop me an email or two. I promise I'll behave. Unless, of course, you don't want me to.

We need you on the iternets. We need a voice like yours badly. Give it a think or two ... oh, and please, do me a favor. Come and blog at our site as well. Mi blog es tu blog. Although if you want to go all Cervantes on me, mi bitácora es tu bitácora.

Besos,
Liza