Let's start off the week by trying something new, shall we? I was a busy boy over the weekend. There was shopping and running and landscaping and manscaping. Photos were taken. Care to check out the labors of this fruit? I'm gonna parcel them out as time permits for the slow reveal effect. It'll be like
LOST only without the suspense, drama or beautiful people. This first one is the pot I planted for my front porch. It doesn't look like much
now, but when it's in full bloom, it'll be gaw-jus. If I had a nickel for every time I've said that. For those of you with the inclination, there's some English ivy in there, double blooming impatiens, red dragon coleus and white scaevola.
OK, since I'm getting a late start, here's another. Spring is almost come and gone, but I needed a light jacket and they were practically giving this one away at the Levi's store. Seriously, the salestwink practically threatened me to take it or else. I like the
Carharrt vibe it's got goin' on. Mmmmm, I could go on and on about
Carharrt....unnnh. Oh, and don't even start with me on the cheesiness of a headless shot. I'm not in the mood for your shit.
So, we've covered shopping and landscaping. What else? Oh yeah, running. I've decided to run a
half-marathon next month with a friend of mine up in Ann Arbor. In light of that, I ran a ten-miler yesterday morning. It was a glorious, cloudless spring day. A little nip in the air. With the aid of one of
Max's Boot Camp mixes in my earbuds, ten miles just slid by. OK, how about more landscaping? This hanging basket, one of a set of twins, was a purchase, not a plant job.
Of course, there was a little more shopping. I bought another pillow for my bed. I'm not a fan of mounds of pillows, but a little more Nate goes a long way and the black pillow in the center sports his signature key motif, after all. A subtle change but it makes me tingle in all the right places. You?
So I guess that just about covers it.
13 comments:
I'm impressed with your flora debut "summer 2006." I'm sensing a definite hommage to an English-country feel. I may have to don my Barbara Cartland romance novelist drag and spray gardenia essence in my private boudoir. Though 'white scaevola' reminds me of being called a 'white dago' in jr. high; such a fun group, those kids!
I have no problem with your headless shot. Unless, like--really..you don't have a head. That would be a bummer, dude. BTW: I am not familiar with Carharrt...looks kinda butch.
Oh, and don't even start with me on the cheesiness of a headless shot. I'm not in the mood for your shit.
Are you kiddin me, sweetie? Even this briefiest glimpse of vous has me more excited than you would ever believe. And who would have ever thunk moi could get excited over no head?
J'adore! J'Taime! Le *sigh*
For those of you with the inclination, there's some English ivy in there, double blooming impatiens, red dragon coleus and white scaevola.
PS. Wow, can I borrow that line and use it on the Rabbit? - am already anticipating the heavy breathing. That almost amounts to talkin dirty for a whore..ticulturist.
Oh no no no no, I totally get to give you shit about a headless photo.
I had white scaevola once, itched like a muthafucka. Cleared up eventually.
Dude, you're cute! Even without a head! It puts Michael G's fears that you're really a 300 pound shut-in to rest. You're, um, wearing those jeans Mister.
ANDREW: Are we talking trash out of school now? I have never implied or remotely suggested that Michael was a 300lb. shut-in. I believe it was "post-op tranny skag shut-in" that I shared.
Mea culpa. Memory is the first thing to go...
But seriously, headless or not, cute huh? Hopefully this heralds a new era of disclosure.
Like, totally, wayyyyyy cute Dude.
Jesus!..it's like sharks with blood out here tonight. I'm sure all this drama building up to Michael's 'head shot' is unnerving to say the very least. What if he has a Cindy Crawford mole? Or a uni-brow? Or a lazy eye? Michael, hon...all in good fun. You do what you need to do; take your time.
BTW: there's not like a conjoined twin at your head is there?
MG, yeah, English cottage does ring true. Not normally my taste, but I do like this. Plus, all that I've been doing over the last six months is according to DESIGNED TO SELL. Some empty nester couple will eat this house up. I'll have to post pictures sometime. Traditional appearance from the front, but almost entirely glass from the back, with picture windows and french doors. Oh, and will you forgive me if "white dago" got me a lil' hard? Carharrt...the de rigeur workwear around here, but it only REALLY grabbed my attention once Mr. Gus Mattox did a little photo shoot in it.
Bodhi, I knew I could count on you. And you didn't even ask for the post-manscaping shots. They'd be up, but by the time I got to those, it was late and the light had just gone bad. There's always tomorrow. Oh, and I had the coleus misnamed. It's BLACK DRAGON. Even better....unnnhh....
Charlie, OK, give me all the shit you want, but just know that it would take but a nod and I'd give it all to you, darlin'. Plus, at least it was from the neck down. I could have posted that shot of me from the waist down. Pissing.
Andrew, it cleared up all on its own? You didn't need an ointment? Don't care so much really. Just like to say "ointment". PS? That jacket is looking awfully big...could be hiding a multitude of flaws. HOWEVER, it's not. Thanks to my new regimen, my 32 waisted jeans are now loose, bitches. I overshot my weight loss goal. Down to 163, so now I get to EAT!
MG Redux, not sure what qualities in that picture rule out any of "post-op tranny skag shut-in". Well, I guess I did GO OUT to buy the jacket.
Bodhi and Andrew Redux, the picture doesn't do that sweater ("jumper" to vous?) justice. It's the most divine powdery blue in a cotton/cashmere blend. Yummers.
MG, the only twins around here are Manny and Esteban, and they're fraternal, which will be apparent once that shot goes up.
Once that shot goes up? It's a new mood 'round here folks!
D.I.S.C.L.O.S.U.R.E.
TOA, it goes a little long, but still pleasant the way you sing it, baby.
t.johnston, have you done it before? It used to be an annual thing for me, but not for at least 6 or 7 years. It's a nice run. Flat and a little scenic all along the Huron River. Most importantly, no repeats or turnarounds. Plus, when you're done, there's Ann Arbor with more coffee shops, art galleries, quirky retail venues, and homos/capita than practically anywhere else in the Midwest.
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