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Wanted: House Boy
You know how sometimes when you have guests over the first thing you do is apologize for how dirty your place is because you’ve been so busy and haven’t had time to clean and your guests are all cough::bullshit::cough because everyone knows that you’ve been on your hands and knees scrubbing for the past two [...]
Hush little brain, hush
The more I’m out there socializing with other people, the more I’m starting to realize (or at least accept) that I’m one of those people who should not be allowed to be alone with my thoughts. Thinking gets me into all sorts of trouble and should only be done in moderation.
On a [...]
Movie Night
What’s a Friday night without a little sex, nudity, and homo-eroticism?
I finally rented Flesh Gordon; it’s just one of those things you need to do, you know? I can’t quite decide which is my favorite, the penisaurus or the rapist robots. (And with that confession, y’all now know a little too [...]
“I like not having fun. I like your idea of fun… I mean, our idea of fun. I like not having that.”
For some reason, a large chunk of people who have spent any time with me will inevitably break out something along the lines of, “I want to get drunk with you” or “I want to see you drunk”. I’m not entirely sure what that’s all about but I have a feeling that it’s our [...]
Lube, please!
Evidence of debauchery from the weekend:
We’re pretty sure all sorts of laws were being broken, one of which is “you may not pose with a rocket on military property”. At least I kept my underwear on.
(Photo courtesy of rollermilf)
Bright Lights, Big City
Bright like a neon pink crayon.
So, I’m back and after spending two consecutive (extended) long weekends down in the US, I’m a) very tired b) very behind in my work and c) starting to speak like a Stupid American ™. People didn’t quite understand me down there and people don’t seem to understand me [...]
Jet-setter, that’s me.
Hey kids, I’m off again but this time I’m staying out of the woods. It’s going to be a much more civilized trip; wandering through the gutters of Manhattan. When I come back, I promise I’ll actually come by and read your blogs instead of just “mark as read”. I might even [...]
...but I hardly know her!