Thursday, October 16, 2014

Non-Sequiturs

 

Hey Daddy!


Handsome cowboy.


Perfect belly.


Leather daddy.


Hot fur.


Sweaty.


Big boy.


Damn.


SBJ and UNF.


So cute.


Yes, please.

My teeth are razor sharp. I can't tell you how many times I have bitten the hell out of myself.

I will be turning 45 next year. It seems like a very old age, at least I know when my parents turned 40 it felt like they were old. I just don't feel old, which I guess is a good thing. As long as I continue to not feel old, I am going to run with it.

If I had to figure out my "number," it might take awhile.


Indeed we did.

For someone as social as I am, I sure can be a misanthrope.

If you wear a ball cap all the time, why do you care what your haircut looks like?

Now that I have grown my hair back out, people get very confused. A lot of people thought I was bald.


I think this a lot.

Atlanta Pride was last weekend and it was such a great time hanging out with all our friends. Even more special was having a lot of our San Francisco friends come in. They are truly some very special people.

If you want to go to a concert, it usually helps to actually buy the tickets.

In the Scooby Doo universe, if they could have a talking dog, why couldn't they have real ghosts?

I really miss my San Francisco crew.


LOL.

Confidence is attractive, cockiness isn't.

Who would have thought that two Chinese women in the office cafeteria up in Smyrna could make some kick ass BBQ.

It has gotten to the point when

Paperwhites are beautiful flowers, but damn they smell like ass.


Awwww.

I was never a fan of "Cymbal Rush" by Thom Yorke, however, I was listening to it the other day and I was struck by what a good song it is.

The word scuppernong is rather weird.

I had a dream last night that I was in the movie Star Wars and it was set in San Francisco. The TransAmerica Pyramid was the Death Star, AT-ATs roamed Market Street, and Karl the Fog was a secret weapon.


Your cute for the day.

Lyrics Rattling Around My Brain

"I don't have to leave anymore
What I have is right here
Spend my nights and days before
Searching the world for what's right here

Underneath and unexplored
Islands and cities I have looked
Here I saw
Something I couldn't over look

I am yours now
So now I don't ever have to leave
I've been found out
So now I'll never explore

See what I've done
That bridge is on fire
Going back to where I've been
I'm froze by desire
No need to leave

Where would I be
IF this were to go under
It's a risk I'd take
I'm froze by desire
As if a choice I'd make

And I am yours now
So now I don't ever have to leave
I've been found out
So now I'll never explore

So now I'll never explore."

The xx
"Islands"

"16 year in a private ghost chain
But I know that the miracle changed
Summertime is a whirlwind away
And I know that the lights won't invade
16 years of mechanical joy
And I know that the lines show the way
Burn a candle for magical days
Now I know that the rest is okay


It's shooting light AND I'm feeling again
Is this love that I'm feeling again


16 years of mechanical joy
And I know that the lines show the way
Burn a candle for magical days
Now I know that the rest is okay

It's shooting light AND I'm feeling again
Is this love that I'm feeling again."

Phantogram
"16 Years"

Appealing Things

Rosabel
Opera nightclub
Working from home
Bolognese

Annoying Things

Hot and cold people
Work tyrants

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