I noticed a couple of very erotic elements this Christmas:
The first was Deanna Kirk's rendition of "You're a Mean One, Mister Grinch" on a Christmas CD we got. Her voice is so sultry that she makes "I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole" sound like a come-on.
The second was during the Jazz Nutcracker that we saw. The Arabesque Cookies were wearing very sexy outfits, and of course since they were all dance majors in college, they really had the bodies to wear them well. The Sugar Rum Cherry in a slinky black dress was very sultry too.
We saw Fellowship of the Rings tonight. It was a good movie, though my listening comprehension and my LOTR-fu were too weak to quite understand everything that was shown.
At the end of the movie, the kid behind us said, "That was a good movie. They were clearly setting themselves up for a sequel."
With some difficulty, I reminded myself that it is through introducing the uninformed to works of merit that the genre sustains itself. Given that, Lori and I explained to the kid that this was the first part of a much longer story, and the second and third movies had already largely been filmed and would be released over the next two years.