In my head is a revolving dinner party to which are invited the men I currently think are hot.

Mel Gibson was one of the first who got an invitation and he's been there for years.  Paul McCartney has been there, been thrown out and been invited back a few times.  Peter Gabriel has been there for a long time, left for awhile but gets invited back every time he opens his mouth.  Pierce Brosnan was there for years but left when I wasn't looking.  Hugh Jackman and Hugh Grant are both there.  Matthew McCaughnahey was there breifly then got thrown out.  George Strait is there.  Johnny Depp is currently tied to the chair next to mine.  Michael Buble is in the chair on my other side.  Jay is next to Buble. The Rock is there.  So's Ewan MacGregor. Kenneth Branaugh was there but I haven't seen him for a while.  Denzel is there.  Will Smith and David Duchovney are both there with their wives.  Mike S. Adams is there. 

The gaurds have standing orders to shoot Kevin Costner on sight if he ever tries to get back in.

Two new faces joined the party this week: Kevin Smith and Jason Statham.  

That's right, I think Silent Bob is hot.

  I thoroughly enjoyed the Transporter I and II and it had nothing to do with witty repartee and cool special effects. Jason Statham is HOT.   Hot like only a bald guy can be.