Thursday, August 15, 2013

Non-Sequiturs


All access pass for him.


Ditto.


If I worked out 3 hours a day, every day, I might look like him.


Handsome.


Love the beard.


Woof.


Beefy.


Tight.


Intense.


Sexy eyes.


Papa muscle bear!


Great profile.


Cutie.


Amazing.


Boulder shoulders.


Perfect.


Actually, he is probably my ideal, looks-wise.


Of course, he is throwing everything out of whack.


Woof.


Stretch.


Bubba bear.


Massive chest.


Drool.


Love the hint of butt fur.


Cutie!


Grrrr.


Beautiful body.


Beautiful everything.


Drop the towel beefy bear.


Wow, so handsome.


Sexy.


Yummy stomach.


Gorgeous.


Sexy ginger.


Chest fur.


Woooof.


Beautiful chest fur.


Slab o beef.


I could float on that chest all day.


Buried beauty.


Cute smile.


Handsome.


Drool.


Ditto.


I'm down here, thank you.


Snifff.


Ripped.


Sweet face.


Killer body.


UNF.


Killer grin.


Daddy!

There really is no reason to cover iconic songs anymore. They are definitive for a reason, don't embarrass yourself.

I hate judgy people. If you don't want to drink, do drugs, have sex, or anything for that matter, that's your decision. As long as someone is not harming someone else from their actions, you shouldn't have an issue with it.

My tolerance for drunk people is at an all time low.


Just got this on a t-shirt.  Love!

I ignore you because I think you are the biggest douchebag I have ever met.

The first two songs on the new Porcelain Raft album Permanent Signal are sublime.

The constant rain in Atlanta this summer is wearing us all out.

I love when you buy an album and you immediately like a few songs, then over the course of many listens, your ear evolves and songs that didn't quite pass muster the first time suddenly bloom and reveal their beauty.

On a side note, if I like every song on a record the first time I hear it, I know I will end up not liking it.


LOL.

As the school year begins again, I distinctly recall a moment when I was in elementary school looking over to the high school and thinking it would be forever until I was over there. Funny how that flew by.

At work, there is nothing more irritating than asking someone a direct question and them not answering it.

It's weird when someone asks you to wish them luck in getting laid off from their job.

Waiting for native files to download is intensely boring.

Strangely, I prefer baked chicken to grilled.


The look on this dog's face is priceless.

OK Computer is one of my favorite albums of all time, but the song "Electioneering" is so out of place on it. I just want to edit it out.

If you are a gay man, go to a gay doctor.

I think when you reach the age of 75 the government makes you buy a Buick LeSabre.

Just when it seems the first season of Revenge has exhausted all its tricks, it somehow finds a way to surprise me again.


Cats rule.

Shared drives are a blessing and a curse.

It is annoying when most nice restaurants in Atlanta are closed on Sunday nights.

My OCD cannot abide having notification alerts on my phone that are unread.

Killing Joke's album Brighter Than A Thousand Suns is criminally underrated.

This is the first summer in a long time that I am getting sad about it coming to an end. I usually enjoy when the temperatures start getting cooler, but for some reason I don't want these hot days to end.


I need this t-shirt sometimes.

Zak Spears can do whatever he likes to me....repeatedly.

Regardless of how much weight you can bench, squat, dead lift, if you cannot see your penis over your massive gut, you are not in shape.

A group of us went to see Icona Pop last night. It was fun, though nothing amazing. They are basically at the point in their career where they are singing to backing tapes and riding the wave of a hit single. The most surprising thing about the show was how it didn't sell out. It was crowded, but not uncomfortably so. And the best thing was, especially for a show that drew far more women than men, is that there was very easy access to the men's room.


Plus, there was this sound board hottie to check out.

There is not enough coffee to keep me coherent this morning.

I admit it, I am addicted to buying t-shirts.

If you tell someone you want to hook up with them and they reply with an emoticon, it is never going to happen.


Your cute of the day.

Lyrics Rattling Around My Brain

"I am the key to the lock in your house
That keeps your toys in the basement
And if you get too far inside
You'll only see my reflection

It's always best when the light is off
I am the pick in the ice
Do not cry out or hit the alarm
You know we're friends till we die

And either way you turn
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there
Climbing up the walls

It's always best when the light is off
It's always better on the outside
Fifteen blows to the back of your head
Fifteen blows to your mind

So lock the kids up safe tonight
Shut the eyes in the cupboard
I've got the smell of a local man
Who's got the loneliest feeling

That either way he turns
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there

Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls."

Radiohead
"Climbing Up The Walls"

"I got my eyes on you, you're everything that I see
I want your hot love and emotion endlessly
I can't get over you, you left your mark on me
I want your hot love and emotion endlessly

'Cause you're a good girl and you know it
You act so different around me
'Cause you're a good girl and you know it
I know exactly who you could be

Just hold on we're going home
Just hold on we're going home
It's hard to do these things alone
Just hold on we're going home."

Drake
"Hold One We're Going Home"

"We hit a wall when we were young
We'd given up
We were never taught
When we were young we did ignore
It was so cold
We were never warned
We never were

How is it the world
How is it the one
How is this the world
How is this the one

We hit a wall when we were alone
We didn't know how to control
No one ever told
I showed you how to hold my hand
Abd kiss me slow and unending

I'll show you how to love
(an endless war)

How is this the world
How is this the one
How is this the world
How is this the one."

Chelsea Wolfe
"We Hit A Wall"

Appealing Things

The lonely piano sample in Drake's "Started From The Bottom"
Chelsea Wolfe
Roasted red pepper hummus
Counting the days until Andrew moves in
My bed
Jon Hopkins and Purity Ring together
That first cool fall day
Chela's "Romanticise"

Annoying Things

Men who trim their chest hair
Having to wait until after Summer to get a tattoo
Rain rain and more rain
Missing out on Montreal pride
Overly opinionated people

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