Non-Sequiturs

That belly could rule the world.

Gorgeous man and beard.

Chesticles!

Hotness in repose.

Otterlicious.

Haaaay!

Adorable.

Ridiculously hot torso.

Coffee, tea, me?

Nice everything.

Pretty much perfect.

Sweaty tatt.

Grrrr.

UNF.

Yum.

Hot daddy.

Yes, please.

Beefy.

Hairy.

Damn,

So cute.

Bear belly.

I might just post him every week.  Damn.

SBJ.

Sigh.

Gorgeous.

I don't care how handsome, sexy, or gorgeous you are, if you can't kiss, all bets are off.

Just seeing pictures of Provincetown gets me all misty.

I find it weird when people post selfies at memorial sites.

The Waffle House is amazing, but only between the hours of midnight and 6 AM.

Exactly.

Gone Girl is one of the most fiendishly wicked and clever movies I have seen in quite some time.

Rosamund Pike and Ben Affleck definitely deserve some awards recognition.

I definitely get my exercise at the client site; the bathroom is all the way on the other side of the building from where my office is, and it is a very, very long building.

Quicksand's record Slip is my go-to metal record.

SCOTUS refused to hear the appeals in the gay marriage cases that were up before it. Now, up to 30 states have marriage equality. Although it make take a few more years, it looks like my marriage will be recognized in Georgia at some point.

So creepy.

Maybe we go out too much. When I tell people we are staying in for a weekend, they think I am joking.

Walmart is the most soulless, worthless company in the world. All they care about are profits. I refuse to shop there.

Although Psychocandy is The Jesus & Mary Chain's masterpiece, I will always go to Honey's Dead for my JAMC fix.

Arabs are like kiwi, sweet and tasty from the inside, and hairy from the outside.

Timing is everything.

Damn, someone couldn't wait to express their dissatisfaction.

I don't think I would ever turn down going out for Mexican food and margaritas.

Facebook would be more enjoyable if I got friend requests from my People You May Know list rather than the random assortment of sociopaths I normally get.

If one more straight man talks about how playing football is like the game of life, I will puke.

I admit I have very little patience. What I hate about that is that I know it, and yet mostly feel powerless to do anything about it. I am working on it though.

Will call is so 1980s.

Perfect.

I used to love correcting people's grammar until I figured out I enjoyed having friends more.

Gay men, please stop using the words "hunty" and "kiki." Thank you.

I know cupcakes have been all the rage for awhile, but for the life of me, I can't understand why. It seems like you commit a horrid social faux pas these days if you don't bring some to a dinner party.

Last night, we went to see Chvrches for the second time. They were fun as usual, but still, it amazes me how many people go to concerts to talk at the top of their lungs for the entire show.

Tinashe's debut album Aquarius is one of the best R&B albums to come out in a long time.

The reviewers at Slant Magazine must be a surly, depressive bunch; they never seem to like anything.

Your cute for the day.

Lyrics Rattling Through My Brain

"We said way too much
I should have stayed in that time
Now crashing sweeps right on by

And I just did think of my childhood then
The way that I leaped through reality when
It was alright

But I fear for you son
That place is not your home
Cos when I woke up inside
And I felt the blue velvet
Feelings of that same old place
Now on the train I roll back
But my mind's on that distant sun

I make that trip to the old place
Where we kissed and played out till late
The door was open so I could see
The sight was wrong and new to me

But I fear for you son
That place is not your home
Cos when I woke up inside
And I felt the blue velvet
Feelings of that same old place
Now on the train I roll back
But my mind's on that distant sun

But I fear for you son
That place is not your home
I feel the moment in time
But I shouldn't come back here again
Cos in the end it's alright
And I know that I'll feel love again."

Childhood
"Blue Velvet"

"I see myself in your hazy eyes
Hands on my side, moves just like mine
I could feel you on my shoulder, I could die
I wanna steal your summer kiss
I want to stay here just like this
Everything is frozen in time

Nothing else matters anyway
So lets run away
Let’s follow the stars and get lost in outer space
Why don’t we run away?
Why don’t we run away?
Why don’t we run away?

I want to see you run beside
Me as I try to find
Somewhere in the darkness we can hide
Let me be your Mary Jane
Kiss upside down in the pouring rain
Don’t ever want to leave your arms again."

Grace Mitchell
"Runaway"

Appealing Things

The sex-positive movement
PrEP
Tinashe
Trent Reznor and Atticus Ross' creepy score for Gone Girl
Seeing our San Francisco friends for Pride

Annoying Things

People who talk during movies and concerts
Friends who make you do all the work
Kidney stones