Man o man

I hate it when you and a chick are getting along in the way that could lead to sexy time and she cuts it off randomly. She does have a man but come on. We need to do this shit!

Moving and farting next to someone on a bus

Just checking this out from my iPhone. Maybe doing this on the go will make me better. Like ninja better. Not sure though. I’m too “robust” to be a ninja.

Music Not Sleep

Insomnia. Pure and simple it seems. Circadian rhythms fail and human rhythms prevail.

The sun is cracking the gray sky as I write. Through the blinds I see the silhouettes of the final buildings before the lake. Framed in birthing light they hide their facades. Details lost by trickery and abstract ocular computation.

I don’t remember a full day of natural rays. My body has adjusted accordingly. Joy has been replaced with melancholy. Human relation has become sparse.

Slumber needs to find me. I’m not hiding. I feel like the kid someone forgot during hide-and-seek.

Dear Lord

11/22/09

This is gonna take a while to get used to again.

Faggot Friday: Tim Gunn!

Welcome the very first Faggot Friday! A (mostly) weekly strip detailing some of my favorite gay people, and some “straight” people that are total faggots.

Tim mothernonfucking Gunn. The man many television audiences have grow to love as a fashion consultant but has no fashion education. This dude has a BFA is SCULPTURE kids! Yet, there is no finer dressed dude on the tube.

This whimsical fuck is the patron saint of wanna-be good lookin cats everywhere.

Mr. Gunn has clawed his was white tooth and immaculately polish nail up through the entire fashion industry and has been made the Chief Creative Officer of Liz Clairborne. He has appeared on Ugly Betty and has an upcoming spot on the 100th episode of How I Met Your Mother. My love for this gent is bordering on fanatical.

So Tim Gunn, I salute you! In the pants! I am a straight man but if you ever want me to get all gay with you, I’m sure we can “make it work”.

Mic Check Mic Check One Two One Two

*taptaptap* Is this thing on?

Hello?

Ladies and gents, I’m dusting off the keyboard for a bit. I got shit to say and all the time in the world to say it. No more mopey shit. Only pure awesome. If you are still around let a cracker know. See your ass soon!

DtotheAtotheN

Doin some photos

So, the Kiwi and I (btw, the Kiwi is the girlfriend) decided to go and shoot some pictures on the only warm day we’ve had in four months. She took many more than  I did, but I got a couple I dig on. You can click on any of them to see different sizes and shit.

The second one I altered a bit, which is a first for me. It look like I should have a zombie in it. 

The new girlfriend is good. Better than good. I am a happy robotic humanoid.

I play drums

For Fuck’s Sake!

Remember when I used to be all snarky and awesome? When did I turn into an emo fag? Am I going soft in my old age, or did I just get more pussy the last 12 months so I’m not as backed up and acidic? 

I was looking through my old posts and found something I wish I wrote today:

Remember, kids: Being a good person and being nice gets you nowhere in life.

See, I remember that guy who did that little bit of writing. That’s the guy who would just come on here and vent for no reason other than to be a preacher with a rock’n'roll heart. I’m gonna go find him at band practice today. I miss him. I want my fuckin balls back.