Non-Sequiturs

Papa Cowboy.

Cutie bear.

Meaty.

Nice chesticles.

Is it the shirt or the body?  Or both?

Intense.

Lovely fur and beard.

Love how the silver daddy chest hair becomes darker on his stomach.

Nice tight body.

Wife beater sexiness.

Heavenly fur.

Gorgeous beard.

Yes Daddy, please.

Ripped to hell.

Haaaay!

Handsome.

Hotness foreground, Warhol background.

Damn nice view.

Yes, my beard rules the world.

Ripped to shreds.

Fuzzy view.

Grrrr.

Adorkabear.

Sweet Baby Jebus, yes!

Woof.

Cute!

Thumbs up!

So handsome.

I would love to have his body.

Slab o' Beef!

Likewise.

Beautiful body and skin tone.

Sleeping bear.

I would lick all that fur off.

Beautiful.

Sexy smirk.

Sort of looks like a younger, more bearish George Clooney.

Damn, damn, damn.

I'd follow those gutters down.

Sexy selfie.

Corn rows don't look good on anyone.

I dislike people who only deal in absolutes.

College Magazine has voted The University of Georgia, my alma mater, as having the hottest guys. I will attest that during my tenure there, you could barely walk ten feet without walking into some country-bred fine ass piece of man meat; which I think is the technical term.

Just because you haven't heard of something doesn't make it "weird." Open your mind and see/hear/smell/feel something different for a change.

Too much?

Is it really necessary to walk down the hallway responding to an email on your iPhone? Why is it so difficult for people to put away their phones for 2 minutes. Nothing is going to change dramatically in that time.

You know you had a killer leg workout when you can't even move your legs while sitting down.

It has to be awkward having to constantly see pictures of you and your ex being reblogged all over Tumblr every day.

I like that on Tumblr that when you "like" a pic, a little heart flutters away.

I was willing to listen to your argument until you led with "As a Marxist...." Really?

Duurrrrrr.

The Atlanta Braves are going to leave their current stadium in downtown Atlanta and build a facility up in Cobb county. I rarely went to a Braves' game as it is, and lord knows I certainly won't go to one way up there. And if anyone thinks the Braves aren't moving because of money and control, you are kidding yourselves.

I love it when Andrew makes my lunch.  Except when he forgets my apple.

American Horror Story: Coven is deliciously over the top.

Remind me never to go to Starbucks near my office during lunchtime.

Scruff now has an Insights page where you can see someone's statistics and know whether or not you have a good or bad chance of them chatting with you based on your stats. Of course, this is just another thing for people to ignore and bother you anyway. And apparently I am now officially a Daddy, as the majority of guys that hit me up are south of age 25.

LOL.

Blaming your neanderthal behavior on "locker room" culture is a completely asinine defense.

Coy is not a personality trait I admire in anyone.

The parking lot at the 14th Street Starbucks is like the seventh layer of hell.

I honestly think I am over and done with M83.

The universe seems to take perverse pleasure in letting me get my debt down then deciding to throw a wrench in my job security.

I think we will do this next year.

I used to love Azealia Banks. Now, I just want her to STFU and go away.

I feel like I have run out of adjectives to use.

While I enjoy going out and being social, I most enjoy staying in and having a quiet evening.

Whether or not a store stays open or closed on Thanksgiving is not a huge deal to me (I would never think to leave friends and family to go bargain shopping with the unwashed masses), I do like hearing about stores that are staying closed that day, like Costco. It's not always about the bottom line.

We all have that one (or in some cases, multiple) friend on FB that always has a snide comment on your posts.

Took me a moment to get it.

Karaoke is lost on me.

Some people just don't get my sense of humor.

What if the most random events are not random at all.

I long for Paris.

Probably?  More like definitely.

If you don't read, I cannot date you.

I can't stand clutter.

It used to be that whenever I heard a new U2 album was coming out I would get excited. Now, it is a resolute meh.

A really dear friend of mine passed away in his sleep this week. He was the type of guy who immediately lit up the room with his big smile and booming voice. While I wasn't able to see him quite as much as we both wanted, I always knew he was there for me. Rest in peace Tyler. The world is a little less bright without you in it.

Your cute for the day.

Lyrics Rattling Through My Brain

"Scatter you, sweep your feet.
Pick you up, and drag you in.
Stubbing things to schemes and places.
And someone, cracks down.

Watching you watch others move.
And sometimes, someone

Flatter you, sweep your feet.
Pick you up, and drag you in.
Stick to you playing with fire.
And it's so good that you scream.
And someone, sometimes, cracks down.
Someone, sometimes, cracks down.

A bell rings, you jump a place,
Making moves to the right spot.
And someone, somewhere, cracks down.
Flatter you, sweep your feet.
Pick you up, and drag you in.
Stubbing things to schemes and places.
Pick a place.
Watching you watch others move.
Then sometimes, someone, cracks down.
Cracks down."

Cabaret Voltaire
"Crackdown"

"I traveled from Dublin, you said you'd change the world
You sing like Sinatra, always
You pulled 'em for miles now, like Garbo in Berlin
You played 'em for zeroes, just like always
Tonight, some bitch is hassling me
And tonight, it feels so good feeling cheap

I can only disappoint you cause I always let you down
I can only disappoint you cause I always let you down

You turned a man cuckoo, half animal, half grace
The chick was a teaser, always
Tonight, their hips will swivel and turn
So we drove, to the place where we first met

I can only disappoint you cause I always let you down
I can only disappoint you, always

The queens they all loved you, the tall, the short, the fair
The sailors, the psychos, always
And here, I faltered, gun in my hand
And you, with "piggies" scrawled on your wall
And tonight, her note said "better off dead"
And the earth has never moved for me since

I can only disappoint you cause I always let you down
I can only disappoint you, always
I can only disappoint you cause I always let you down
I can only disappoint you cause I always let you down
Cause I always let you down
Cause I always let you down."

Mansun
"I Can Only Disappoint You"

"Waking with a dream out of focus
wracking your brain for the details
accidently elbowing an ashtray
sifting through the real and the unreal
fast motion scenes under your eyelids
searching for the place and exact date
colored landscapes echoing vivid blue
and a brilliant red
colored landscapes echoing vivid blue
and a brilliant red
travel unrelated to faces
high on the rooftop over cowboys
colored landscapes echoing vivid blue
and a brilliant red
colored landscapes echoing vivid blue
and a brilliant red
waking with a dream out of focus."

Hugo Largo
"Country"

Appealing Things

Garden City Movement
Jack3d
The Buckhead Theater
Zoe's Kitchen
Blood Orange
Pearson Sound
Grossing women out at the gym with my manscented pits
Cabaret Voltaire reissues

Annoying Things

The fact that The Buckhead Theater is in Buckhead
Gym creepers
Old man ass
Waking up to temperatures below freezing
Forgetting my coffee and having to drink the swill here at the office