The dark cloud has passed, so I'm gonna commence with the Yayin'. Just remember, as always, I'm a man of simple tastes and simple pleasures. I'm trying to stick with FIVE, in a small nod to a small friend.
1. I've realized that although I'm not likely to have abs by Christmas, all the focus on good diet and working out has left me with my pick of the skinny end of my closet. Yay! Still, the abs are most resistant (maybe age?), so you're not likely to get the pics I promised, bitches. That reminds me. Sara, are you still around these parts?
2. Just when I was almost over Madge's new single, finding an addictive mash-up of Hung Up with MIA's URAQT is a big Yay!
3. Starting to get riled up over the impending blowing of the sibling wad all over Times Square with my sisters makes me get wit the Yay!
4. My sweet, sweet nephew has made it to the State cross country meet this weekend. This, too, makes me go Yay! He's the kindest guy you'll ever come across. His big sister is a former national class high school runner and he's always running in that long shadow. So happy for him to get his chance in the sun.
5. Getting schooled today by freakgirl's chuck about the efficacy (and charms) of the neti pot is a Yay. Is there any fresher feeling than having all your orifi douched, guys? I'm askin'.
Boy, that was easy. I didn't even get to a few I had in mind. Should I throw them in now anyway? I'm gonna, because I'm all accentuatin' the positive right now, muthafuckas. First, if you haven't tried the Honey Crisp apple yet, run, don't walk, to your local grocer and pick up a few. I'm a Fuji man as a rule, but these little darlins are the crispiest, crunchiest apples you have ever eaten. Seriously, you bite into it and you swear there must be a tiny micro-chip inside making a cartoonish apple biting sound effect. Also they are a pleasant blend of tart and sweet and spicy, like my beloved Fujis. Yay! Finally, today at work I ran into this flirty, flirty dude who's got a body and a smell that'll dampen your shorts. I hadn't seen him in a year or two. He straight, but he loves to play with me for some reason. He's handsy and what hands! Both soft and calloused and also....fucking huge! Playing with a great looking, great smelling guy with outsized hands, even if he's straight and it's going nowhere, can still be a Yay, peeps!
ADDED: I had all kinds of grand life changing plans for myself in 2005, but it looks like it'll be going down in my annals as the Year I Fell In Love With Gorgonzola. Yay? That's right. I have annals.
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I have one correction. Could you refer to me as 'short' rather than 'small' in future? It's more factually accurate, for a start, and I need all the good rep I can get.
I need to get to the skinny end of the closet. I have these fabbo slim fit Italian pants that I got in Hong Kong, which getting into these days is a protracted tragi/comedy routine that ends in what's best described as a 'muffin top'. Stupid gut.
Chukkas,
X
Muffin top! You're a hoot, my shortfriend. Correction noted. Even better, I could call you ShortLong! As part of that bargain, though, you'd have to exclaim "Doktah Jones!" at my whim.
Doktah Jones!
Web-Goddess (www.web-goddess.org) and The Snook have a beautiful cat called Dr Amy Jones. Doktah Jones!
Wait. You've been to Hong Kong?!
Yes'm. Loves it. I was having a rough time a few years back, between jobs etc, and my sweet ex boyfriend Mikey was working as a top shelf lawyer in Hong Kong ($$$$s) and gave me an all expenses paid trip. Sweetheart. Had a blast, I'm nothing if not a 'big city' guy.
I was already GREEN and now you tell me it was fucking FREE?! Hurt me. So, this Mikey guy. What's he like? Also, what's his type? Is he available?
Also, where's lil' Bodhi-kins?
Lil' Bodhi-kins is sick, he rang me this morning while I was getting ready for work. He's a Viral Vector at the moment, poor pet. BTW, y'all know we met because he was a commentor on my blog right? Then he sent me an email and we met, became friends. Well at the end of the year/start of next he's moving into my place as my roomie. Guess the stalking will be complete. Bridget Fonda style. :-)
Mikey is indeed back on the market. He's a sweetie. He's into mucho macho (shut up Bodhi, when you finally read this), likes 'em 'straight acting'. Fit you, Mike?
Now all I can do is picture you both in a 'bob'.
I'm sorry, did you say something else?
Oh, yeah, mucho macho. Not so much. I'm tall and kinda hairy, but fairly slight of build. All the running and whatnot. Straight-acting? That means bland, right? I might have a chance.
Yep, that's it. Bobs it is. I'm Single. I'm White. I'm... now wait a minute.
Mikey likes a rugby player/slight chunk look... it's not sounding that promising I have to add. Plus he's a fan of 'pocket rockets', short stocky(ish) guys.
This is really, like, 'chat amongst yourselves' here today, aint? Heeeeellooooo!
Sounds like I may not be Mikey's brand of boy bitch.
Yeah,'chat amongst ourselves', but what if people are reading? Then it's kinda like we're that greased up show in the final part of Requiem for a Dream
Bodhi is moving in with you? When did that come about?
Suddenly my visit is taking on a "Three's Company" vibe. Come and knock on my door....
It's just happened, he has to move out of where he is currently, and my place suits him in terms of temperament and location. He just rang me this morning to confirm that the situation was 'go'. I want to go to Nepal late next year for a 30 day course at a Buddhist monastery, so it'll help me save also by getting my rent down to a more realistic level.
Of course, it may get tense if we have to fight over you when you're here. Back off bitch, or so help me I swear I'll cut you! :-)
How's the ego?
Referencing that greasy double penetration scene from 'Requiem' always seems to be met with uncomfortable silence.
Now Tibet? What about Venice?
Nepal, not Tibet. Spiritual development and all that. Venice is on the plans too. Don't fret, pet.
I haven't seen 'Requiem For A Dream'. I've seen a few other greasy double penetration shots, if that counts?...
Yay for your abs! I'm sure they're there...somwhere underneath it all. Looks like mine won't be ready for Xmas either. Ever since Duff moved out of KL I've been really slacking off.
I'm still holding out for a pic though!
They are there, just not so apparent.
I'm still holding out for a pic though!
OK, as long as you're not holding your breath, dude.
Hello Bloggers,
I have climed outta my death bed to come into work today (boo), but at least I can get my fix of blogs (yaay) here whilst waiting for day to end.
"Also, where's lil' Bodhi-kins?"
Awwwww, miss me sweetie?
"Bodhi is moving in with you?"
Yeah, cool huh? Should be fun. And besides that Mikey, our beloved TOA will get to play with Rabbit more often as he will no doubt drop in to visit all the time. Jealous, much?
By the way Mikey, speaking of his Rabbity hotness, I saw him last night (on the way home from my Doctors) and told him of your Father, Daughter and Holy Crap He's Hot line and you indeed got a laugh and a big smile outta him. Would it also help you to know we were talking in his bedroom, and he was sitting on his bed wearing nothing but boxers at the time?
"He's into mucho macho
Oh girlfriend, you are just sooo deluded its almost cute. [Giggle]
Bodhi gets mean and nasty when he's sick, it would seem.
Now, now, be nice, I'm a sick gay man (ie, maybe read bitch).
If any of you feel the need to send over, or even volunteer to be, a cute male nurse to administer to my every need, I will be most grateful. Sponge baths may well be involved. M'kay.
I feel craptaculor ... even on Doctors orders I really should not be a work today. Is it 5pm yet? I should be home in bed, watching cute Mormons or Ewan being nekkid.
Bleh! :-(
Mike, who are the dudes in the pic?
Gah, wrong post. Doh!
Royal Galas?
Braeburns. Tart and yet sweet. Perhaps with a nice bit of cheese? Aged Cheddar, Camembert, perhaps? Or a nice Venezuelan Beaver Cheese.?
Brought to you by the loulou apple & cheese board.
Gah! Perish the thought. kah kah (the sound of me shpitting) I feel like I've got to scrub my poor biorhythymically falling brain now.
It's from "the Cheese Shop" sketch, petal.
C'mon...., like you didn't know that? :P
loulou
Michael said...
They are there, just not so apparent.
I'm still holding out for a pic though!
OK, as long as you're not holding your breath, dude.
Oh, I think I've found a pic of Michael's abs.
Yes indeed I have.
You all know how Tom Bianchi is such a great photographer, right?
So here's Michael's NSFW shot: http://www.tombianchi.com/model/dae2_041c.jpg
Can I have a hell yeh? Looks just like I imagined, really. Except his tighties were lower. :P
loulou
Sorry, I found him and couldn't resist, Michael. Actually, just go to http://www.tombianchi.com/model and that's a nice hotshot too. Yes it is.
Your Brazilian comment reminded me of Grace's line about getting a Belgian wax. When asked what that is she says, "Just a plain old wax, but it hurts so much, I treat myself to a waffle afterward."
And SORRY, loulou? One of the prime directives of Pipedreams is to aid in whatever fashion possible the free and open dissemination of homo-eroticism in whatever form. I'll have to find it, but I have one of those couch shots that includes my favorite hilarious and highly literate porn star, Gus Mattox, all tangled up ass over teakettle with some other hotness. Just the ankles alone in that shot get me sprung.
"...ass over teakettle..."
Har!
Man oh man. I'm pleased you're pleased, Michael. I keep finding more and more pictures of these lovelies online. It's like a drug. I wonder if anyone else is aware of this fact? :P I know I know, I'm late to the playground but I'm a quick learner.
I think I know the shot of which you speak (let me just rifle through my "oooh baby" file.)
"On the couch" stuff is so very elegant, smart and slice-of-life esque (well, some lucky body's life) and yet, so pure and warm.
(this is not a fake wood-panelled, basement "okay, just play with yourself. Oh, look at how big you are. And your muscles Oooh, You're hot. You're hot" kinda thing - although of course, that too, has its place)...
Tom's fellas: I can smell'em, almost. Perhaps it's just me.
loulou
I also want to add that I buckled to your advice nay demand whilst I was in Safeway last night. And what to my wondering eye should appear right at the front of the fruit & veg section? Well, I bought myself 2 count'em 2 Honey Crisps. Holy crap are they expensivo or what? $2.49/lb rather than $.99/lb for most of the other apples.
I must admit after the first bite, I ... well, I gobbled um actually ...okay, yes I might have made some nummy sounds. They are all that you say.
Points to you, Monsier Connoisseur and thanks.
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