Sunday night, for some odd reason, I kept stumbling on pictures of babes and alleged babes. So, today would be perfect for a hot and allegedly hot female day, where every post will have a cheesecake pic of some chick! [The Mascot says: It's about time you took one of my recommendations.] Right, and it’s utterly sexist. But the readership is about 63% male*, so…sorry if you’re a girl and want me to do a hot guy day, it ain’t happening. Post beefcake pictures on your own blog. First up: Spanish ball girl

And, um, yeah, you can see her boobs. I mean, just the top half. OK, so probably I’m going to shut up and let the pictures do the talking for the most part today. [The Mascot says: Once you figure out that people don't read the blog for what you have to say, the better the content will be.]

Sandra Avila Beltrán has proven that slowly but surely, women are breaking the glass ceiling. You see, Ms. Beltrán is a so-called “queenpin”, heading up development of drug smuggling routes from Mexico to the U.S. This job has traditionally been dominated by males.

The whole concept of a female Mexican drug lord conjures all sorts of images of a potentially hot female, and she does not fail in this respect. Although now that she’s actually been captured, it kinda takes away a little of the mystique. (Yeah, I know she’s 46; that doesn’t make automatically her unattractive.)

Dear Mascot,

I feel bad for you, being such an inept flirt (I won’t embarrass you by sharing your experience from last night). I’m going to teach you how to get a girl’s number. First, let’s take a look at your methods:

1. Going heavy on the Don Juan wanna-be moves.
2. Posting nude pics of yourself.
3. Trying to win so-called “masculinity contests” against females.

First, you don’t have the body to impress anyone (heck, I don’t have the body to impress anyone and it’s better than yours). Second, if you have a hard time proving you’re more masculine than females, you’ve pretty much lost the battle already.

Let’s compare that with what I did on a flight a couple weeks back:

1. Offered use of headset to hear the in-flight entertainment (we ended up using one earpiece each—tres romantique, although that was not the intention).
2. Showed an interest in her life and hobbies.
3. Respectfully (and nervously) asked about potential future meetings.

Strangely, I asked for her number despite being unsure of pursuing it. Maybe it was just to prove to myself that I’ll have the stones to do it again in the future.

[The Mascot responds: I hate you, and I think you're a liar.]

[Note: The Mascot is filling in while I'm away for the weekend. If he becomes overly stupid or offensive, let me know on Monday so I can kick his shell.]

This weekend, I finally got to show off my complete manliness and cuteness. That’s a win-win for everyone. And I was just checking for any e-mails, and…

Wait, how’d this get thrown into the Junk E-mail folder? “Hop inside and find yourself a horny little …. buddy. Looking to meet up with the local bar slut?” Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about! Let me just click on this link, and–

Oh, crap, he just stepped through the door. Gotta go!

[Note: The Mascot is filling in while I'm away for the weekend. If he becomes overly stupid or offensive, let me know on Monday so I can kick his shell.]

Women are sexy. And women who play chess? Even 25% sexier.

I know Donnie didn’t want me adding to the blogroll without his approval. But Castling Queenside? Couldn’t resist.

So, Polly…maybe you could call me up sometime…that’s 555-EGGY…

Israel tries to clean up its image. (Well, maybe “clean up” is the wrong term.)

Any takers?

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Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

That is the last straw. I am now officially finished using the Internet. Good-bye.

Yahoo! news thought the growth of cosplay in Taiwan might make for an interesting article (cosplay is dressing up like cartoon or video game characters).

What’s more interesting is the picture used to accompany the story (see right). Although the article mentions that cosplay is most popular among high school girls, these cosplayers don’t look very much like high school girls to me. Or Taiwanese girls are just naturally ugly. Well, er, em, except of course like all the Taiwanese girls I know personally…all of y’all are cuties…*coughs uncomfortably*

Anyway, I am taking suggestions as to what the gender of these cosplayers are.

Hopefully Robert Cowley, who plays chess for “mental exercise, social interaction, discipline and prestige”, has been able to improve the discipline part of his game since this incident in 1998.

He played for an Australian state championship versus one Ms. Ngan Koshnitsky, and lost 4-2. He complained that her cleavage was a distraction, preventing him from fully concentrating.

By the way, you can note that Koshnitsky’s breasts are not significantly sized.

ChessChick’s take

(As an aside, if any of you ladies try this “strategy” against me, don’t bother, ’cause it doesn’t work. Complete nudity may; I’ve never played chess against a nude chick before.)

The Iranian religious leaders are probably looking at this picture and thinking one (or both) of these two things:

1. “An absolute disgrace! Such bad hijab!”
2. “Oooo, yeah! Bad hijab!”

The second Miss Arab World contest was held last month, and was won by Miss Bahrain. It probably goes without saying that there was no swimsuit competition.

More contestant pictures here.