Shameless Self-Promotion.

I heart ZQ, you all know this, but I did start a new blog.

http://blindingspotlightofminorcelebrity.blogspot.com/

Ch-ch-check it out!

Best. Halloween. Costume. EVER.

First of all, Happy Halloween!

My dear, dear Kristi absolutely killed me tonight.

My sister was throwing a big 'ol Halloween party night, and Kristi was keeping her Halloween costume a secret...from me...and seemingly only me...for some reason. I even grilled my sister Cori to please tell me, she was like, "Nope, not gonna." And let me tell you, for Cori to keep a secret well, that's impressive, especially from me. We tell each other everything. Seriously, don't tell one of us something unless you want the other one to know.

Well, Kristi walked in the door.

She was not Spock. She was not Sylar. She was Zachary Quinto.

(see pic to the right, obvs.)

It was phenomenal. The most perfectly put together costume I have seen. And I wasn't the only one who got it, either. A few other guests got it too (they know what rabid fans we are.)

It was amazing. Bravo, Kristi. Job well done!



Oh, and this is me gnawing on her eyebrows. We all know how nom-able ZQ's are!

Spock: Child Size

I thought I would share this all with you. Today my delightful step-son had his Halloween parade (we live in Anoka, MN, which is the Halloween Capital of the World, in case you didn't know. Therefore it's all about civic pride, parades (3 total) and all kinds of fun stuff the last week in October in my 'hood.) Quinn, on his own, chose his costume.

He chose to be Spock.

It was a nightmare trying to find a child sized Spock costume! We finally got our hands on one. It was a little big for him, but it didn't matter.

Here is a quick funny story. We sent him to school this morning with all his costume gear, uniform and ears. I was a little worried that he would forget to put his ears on. I tell my mother this concern while we are waiting for his school to march by, Mom says, "Well, if he doesn't put his ears on he can just be...what's the name of the actor that plays Spock?" I laugh, "Heh, Zachary Quinto." "Yeah, if he doesn't have his ears he can just say his Zachary Quinto." I laughed so hard at that for more reasons than one. Mom must of like the response she got from me because she kept making that joke, and I would die laughing every time.

Alas, the ears prevailed. Behold the pics below. Oh, and he tied his coat around his waist because the pants were too big. Heh.

Serial Monogamy

Hi Friends! I know last time I promised not to be so neglectful, but I have had a hard time keeping my word. But, here I am, so let's catch up, shall we?

Mj so correctly pointed out on my Facebook page that I am a serial monogamist when it comes to my actor boyfriend. This summer, Zachary and I had a torrid, passionate affair that lasted through my birthday, through the fourth of July, through my sister's wedding, into the dog days, those waning August days....the days got a little shorter, the night air was a little crisper... I was planning on spending the fall with Zach, maybe going apple-picking, perhaps a drive through the country to see the foliage turn....but about mid-September my heart was stolen away from him....and if you are a regular reader of this blog, you know by who.

Wentworth and I are currently in the midst of a hot and heavy nightly affair. I can't decided if my love for him burns as hotly as it did for ZQ, it's a different kind of burn, I guess. But, I haven't lost all interest in my Zachary, oh, heaven's no. But, I have noticed that my heart doesn't race like it used to when he is mentioned on Perez or JustJared. I smile, remembering him fondly, like an ex whom we had a friendly break-up with. I read about him, all the good things hes doing in the world, participating in a charitble acts, going to concerts, representing his Star Trek family at less popular award shows...and yes, trudging through the latest season of Heroes.

Oh, Zachary...it's good to see you. How have you been?

Why can't my passion burn as strongly as it did a mere few months ago before WM entered the picture? I guess it's why I can't, you know...cheat on my husband. It simply wouldn't be right! I have morals, you know...this isn't an open relationship!


I am waiting for ZQ to steal my heart back. I do think my love for him is stronger. I mean, you don't see a blog dedicated solely to Wentworth Miller written by me anywhere, do you?

In the meantime, friends, I give you Zorn.

Beautiful Broken Boys

It's the characters that I love. Not the men who play them. I don't know the men who play them, and if I did, I don't know if I would even like them. They might be jerks, or our personalities may clash. Let's say, hypothetically, I worked with Zachary Quinto. Let's say, he happened to ...be one of the guys in the lab at the clinic I work at. Ok, I would think he was adorable, no doubt, and from what I have been able to piece together about his personality, the way he dressed (the way a person dresses speaks volumes about them, I think) the way he conducts himself in interviews, he seems funny and disarming...slightly sarcastic, very charming, a little quirky...I think I would like him in reality very much. Maybe too much. I would probably laugh a little too loud at his jokes, you know, that type of awkwardness. I would think he was nice and sweet (if he is) and that would be the end of it.

Maybe because we are privy to more information about characters on a television show then we are about the people in our day-to-day lives (and, fictional characters can sometimes be more interesting than realy people....but again, is that because we know more about fictional characters than our real-life co-workers, neighbors, friends and family?) All the male characters I am attracted to on television shows have elements of tragedy, of sadness (all the female characters I love? Liz Lemon, et al.) It must be a wanting to take care of a broken man. Maybe it all began with my mad love affair with Trent Reznor when I was 15. His lyrics were all broken sadness, misdirected rage. Him, I wanted to take care of. Is it a maternal instinct? I don't think so. I am a mother-figure to an eight year old boy, and I don't want him to ever be broken, to ever be sad, I want him to be a strong independent young man who can make choices for himself. I want to take care of him, but in the way that I mother cares for a child. Make sure he is fed, clothed, happy, healthy, safe and smart.

Even the man I have chosen to spend the rest of my life with, my husband, Jim. I don't need to take care of him, he takes care of me if anything (this, however, comes down to a birth order thing I do believe. I am a younger sibling, I have always had my big sister to take care of me, he is an older sibling, he has always had to take care of his younger brother...plus Jim's nearly ten years older than me...we did get into it the other day a little when I snapped, "You know, when you talk to me sometimes it sounds like your talking to a child." he was getting a little over-explain-y about things, but that's another story) Jim is a capable man, and like any adult, he does have his emotional battle wounds, but he is, mentally, emotionally, very strong.

So, why Sylar? Why someone like Wentworth Miller's character, Michael, on "Prison Break"? These are both sad, broken men. Sylar is a killer, Michael is basically a reverse sociopath (if that makes any sense) I was thinking about this today, what attracts me to these kind of characters. They can be heartbreaking, but it's something about them.

Maybe it's the actors. Sylar and Michael could both easily come across as big ol' whiny babies, or totally repulsive, but I think these actors have really struck a beautiful balance. Especially ZQ, he has quite a lot on his plate. Not only does he have fantastical super-powers, he always has very real issues. Lack of identity, lack of self-worth, lack of belonging anywhere, and the character really took this to heart, and it came out in a very horrifying, homicidal way. This character could have come across ridiculous and comical, but Zachary manages to take it seriously, and therefore the character is taken seriously, even in ver un-real situations.

I won't get into the specifics of the "Prison Break" character because this blog isn't called "Wentworth Miller's Awesome Bone Structure" but, just know, he is a very selfless character, and somewhat broken.

I think about this, but then on the other hand, I think about my All Time Favorite Male Television Character, the one character that I love so much I bestowed his name upon my cat, Ryan O'Reily from "Oz." Now, this man is broken, hate-filled, rageful, sad, ...but he has more humor in his pinkie than Sylar and Michael have combined. And he's ruthless, and really doesn't care about anyone, including himself. This is all very appealing.

In the end, it is the characters. Even in the most primal sense. Do I wanna make out with Zachary Quinto? No, I wanna make out with Sylar (and Spock) Do I wanna make out with Wentworth Miller? No, I wanna make out with Michael Scofield.

And isn't that what life is really about? Who we really wanna make out with?

Oh, and why, yes, I have figured out the link feature. I missed you, Blogger!

The Day The Angels Sang

I feel so neglectful. I have been neglecting my duties as a ZQ Eyebrow Worshiper, and why? Because some other pretty man came along. Le sigh...I even thought to myself..."I could skip 'Heroes' tonight and watch more 'Prison Break'" and then I thought to myself...no...that would break ZQ's heart....I would imagine. Well, it should anyway. I like to think I am stuck in the middle of this hypothetical love triangle with Zachary Quinto and Wentworth Miller...hehehehe...thay would be dead sexy. And, yes, I know this blog is called "Zachary Quinto's Eyebrows" but I have discovered something about Zach and Went that they have in common, other than being foxy as all hell.

They share the same birthday! June 2nd! However, our beautiful baby ZQ was born in 1977, and Wentworth was (surprisingly) born in 1972 ( must say I am increadible surprised to learn that Wentworth is nearly 40.) I wonder if that particular day has some sort of magnetic field of hotness that hangs over it. Maybe the stars aligned on the day both men were born, the angels sang, and God declared, "All ye born on this day shall be beautiful and good, and possess wonderus features that women in the future and past will swoon over for years to come! I declare it!" That sounds totally plausable, right?

Too bad God didn't reserve this decleration for my birthday, June 20th. C'mon...it's just 18 days after....

So, now I have 'Heroes' on, like the good, dedicated fan that I am. Let me tell you how hard it is to blog during the Hiro and Ando scenes. Why? Because I don't speak Japanese and I can't type and read subtitles at the same time. Oddly enough, I am getting the jist of what is going on.
So...we are all in agreement that these two should totally make out or something, right?

I'm Cheating On ZQ...

...I feel hypothetically guilty about this, but I have discovered Wentworth Miller. OMG, where the hell was I four years ago when he was all the rage?!?!? What do we think peeps, our Zachary or WentworthZach..all sex. All the time.Wentworth. All pretty. All the time.


Also, these names, "Zachary" and "Wentworth" all very soap opera-y...