I've been having a rather introspective few days and I felt the need to have a poignant, ruminative post, which I haven't done in a long time. And then I realized that, in light of a few people I have recently realized are consistently lurking around my sacred webspace, I probably shouldn't do that again for awhile until my little duckies are in a row. What does that mean for you, the viewer? Probably more pop culture, I thought. Perhaps I would write something on how I've recently discovered the charming and fricken hilarious "Knights of Prosperity" via my newfound insomnia issue and abc.com's wonderful streaming of its quality programming. Or maybe I would mention how I feel embarrassed for being the pop culture aficionado and "Da Ali G Show" lover that I am and didn't know Sacha Baron Cohen was British until I caught the YouTube video of his Golden Globes acceptance speech (once again, due to my insomnia issue). Or maybe, just maybe, I would write about Journey and how I've listened to "Lovin', Touchin', Squeezin'" about thirteen times in the last half hour (if that's mathematically possible).

Instead of the intellectual introspect, cunning commentary on current conditions, or other alliterative topics, I've decided to make my first Post of Amendments.

What is a Post of Amendments, you ask? Well, here at Anniemosity.com, we post many a list, top ten or otherwise. Sometimes, even I change my intensely-set mind, believe it or not. For example, I once posted my top five songs of all time. While these are still solid tunes, I have grown and matured in my tastes in music, and unfortunately these do not all make the cut today. Perhaps in the coming weeks I will make a Post of Amendments to this list.

But today, we will re-address the post entitled "The Top Ten Hottest Male Television Characters," because, in my excitement, I made five rather ridiculous oversights. Here is where I *ahem* correct myself.

Five More of the Hottest Male Television Characters

FIVE:
Steven Hyde, "That 70s Show."

Hyde. The wisecracking, sarcastic, pot-smoking, classic rock-loving conspiracy theorist. His derisive mockery of his best friends melts my heart. While I feel that it was a bad move on the part of the writers to pair him with Jackie (I mean, really, can she really be with anyone aside from Ashton?), their relationship was surprisingly sweet. And a little known secret is that I love "trademark sideburns-slash-chops." (It was perfected here, but Hyde pulls it off well.) One of the saving graces of the monstrosity that "That 70s Show" morphed into, I believe Steven Hyde deserves a spot on this list.

FOUR:
Mike Delfino, "Desperate Housewives."


Yeah, I watch "Desperate Housewives," and yes, Mike Delfino is hot, and no, Susan Myers does not deserve him, but whatever, she's better than the Cul-de-Sac Slut that is Edie Britt. I digress. Mike Delfino, the former-hitman-disguised-as-a-plumber of the neighborhood, is hot because he is eternally mysterious, kind of gruff, but sweet and sensitive. He may have a fricken psychotic son (spoiler -- only if you're two seasons behind), but he was a good father to him, so that gives him points, right? And... oh, who am I kidding, check out this guy's chiseled features. Sigh. You can fix my plumbing any day, Mr. Delfino. Ba-zing!

THREE:
Michael Bluth AND G.O.B., "Arrested Development."


Lovely gentlemen, these Bluth men. Of course, they belong to the most dysfunctional family ever to be portrayed on television, but despite this, they manage to still make the list. One is a responsible and intelligent businessman, a good father, determined to give his family the best, with seemingly endless patience... and the other is a magician an illusionist, a ventriloquist, former stripper, and cartoon character creator, who makes "huge mistake"s, has an illegitimate child, dated his nephew's ex-girlfriend, is unfaithful to his loving girlfriends, and is generally selfish and crude. I love them both equally. (Honestly, I don't think that's true. I think I love G.O.B. a little more. There may have even been a sandwich named after him at Sir Benedict's, with only four employees getting the joke.)

TWO:
Jack Tripper, "Three's Company."


The beauty, the majesty, the exquisite hilarity that is John Ritter's groundbreaking physical comedy is best manifested in the character of Jack Tripper. The klutzy, womanizing chef is surprisingly sweet and endearing, and I must say that I quite enjoy watching him "play gay." Guys who make me laugh win every time.

...which brings us to...

ONE:
Daniel Desario, "Freaks & Geeks."


There was an actual study done that has proof -- nay, facts -- that James Franco is the hottest man alive. (I know, I usually give Anthony Kiedis that crown, but fret not, if he is not number one, he loses to this man only.) This proof is as follows:






Aside from his ridiculous good looks, Mr. Desario is impossibly charming and yet surprisingly insecure. Daniel is an actual character, flawed and human. And gorgeous. Did I mention he's incomprehensibly good-looking? Daniel stole my heart from the moment he helped Lindsey Weir pick up the contents of her purse when Kim Kelly, Brat Extraordinaire (for some of the show), dumped it out into the hallway, to the scene involving Carlos the Dwarf. Oh, Daniel. If both you and Pacey Witter happen to simultaneously become real and call me within the same time period, I would have quite the difficult time deciding between the two of you. I can't promise that there wouldn't be coin-flipping involved.


Thus endeth Anniemosity's Post of Amendments, Volume One: Man Pretty.

Also, if you owe me something, this is your official reminder to email it to me. Soon. As previously mentioned, I feel like an uptight middle-school English teacher. Bitches.