Showing posts with label Hafthor Julius Bjornsson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hafthor Julius Bjornsson. Show all posts

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Non-Sequiturs


Beefy Dad.


Hafþór Júlíus Björnsson, the newest actor to play The Mountain on Game of Thrones.



Sleeping beard.


I want this body.


I think this might be the most handsome man in the world.


Chesticles.


Nothing but gorgeous in this pic.


Lick.


UNF.


That's a lucky somebody.


Woof.


Big boy.


Dark and lovely.


Redneck hot.


Cute belly.


Hey there cowboy.


Nice chest.


Woof.

These non-sequiturs posts feature pictures of men I find attractive. Some of those pics have said men shirtless. I never post any nudity on here. For that, one would need to look on my Tumblr site. I do not post NSFW on these posts because, in my opinion, there is nothing here that should warrant it. If you have an issue with these posts, I suggest you stop looking at them.

Someone asked me what my New Year's resolution was this year. Frankly, I don't really believe in doing them; it's basically setting oneself up for failure. If I actually had to say one, I would likely say that I want to be able to be more direct and less apologetic about who I am.

The Bark Psychosis album Hex is supremely gorgeous.


Snicker.

I can't imagine spending more than $100 for a ticket to see a band or performer.

There is a fine line between being polite and being a cock tease.

As it now apparent I am not being considered for a certain position, my recruiter is now avoiding me like plague. Way to stay professional and classy.

Mesh underwear does no one any favors.


Ha ha.

Sometimes my mouth has a mind of its own.

Andrew and I changed up our nipple piercing jewelry; I got circular barbells while he got captive rings. I am enjoying them, although I do wish I had gone up from a 12g to a 10g.

Garbage had some decent songs, but I am always sort of pissed at them for appropriating the band Curve's sound and dumbing it down. Curve should have been huge.


This cartoon is me to a T. I hate dealing with people in grocery stores. I just want to get in and get out with as little interaction as possible.

If you are going to message me and say "Hey, it's John from FB" and not send me a pic of yourself, I am not going to be able to tell who you are. I have well over 20 friends on there named John.

As much as I love and adore my Andrew, I am never getting his name tattooed on me.

I love when I post a fact about me, and then everyone chimes in on how they are in comparison. I don't really care. I wasn't talking about you.


I love this cat.

I have little tolerance for drunk people.

OutKast appears to want to try to be at every single festival known to man this summer.

Tequila is never my friend.

Someone explain to me why Roisin Murphy is not huge?

Have you ever noticed that you never hear cat owners talking about how much they hate dogs and that they should be harmed in some way?  Food for thought.


Your cute for the day.

Lyrics Rattling Around My Brain

"Your eyes stare
Am I humble as I go
I’m holding in tight
To something long as I go
Am I humble as I go
I found a way
To look towards this day
But it all hooked up
This could only go one way
I’m not alive, I’m not alive without you
I’m not alive, I’m not alive without you

Love is to die, love is to not die, love is to dance
Love is to dance
Love is to die, love is to not die, love is to dance
Love is to dance

Come around, let’s go found
There’s no words to call
Tonight, you really see nothing of this girl
They work, they don’t know the roots behind
‘Cause I got a knife to cut out the memories
So carefully, too carefully, it’s not necessarily
To be so dark
Got to give in, got to give in
Learn to align, last time older
Got to give in, got to give in
Learn to the five

Love is to die, love is to not die, love is to dance
Love is to dance
Love is to die, love is to not die, love is to dance
Love is to dance

Love is to die, why did you not die, why don’t you dance
Why don’t you dance and dance."

Warpaint
"Love Is To Die"

"When I think that I'm over you
I'm overpowered

Your data, my data
The chromosomes match
Exact as in matter
A matter of fact

These amorant feelings
A cognitive state
Need the love object
To reciprocate

When I think that I'm over you
I'm overpowered
It's long overdue
I'm overpowered

When I think that I'm over you
I'm overpowered
It's long overdue
But I'm overpowered

As science struggles on
To try to explain
Oxy-toxins flowing
Ever into my brain

As science struggles on
To try to explain
Oxy-toxins flowing
Ever into my brain

A chemical reason
If reason's your game
A chemical needing
Is there in the brain

With pre-programmed meanings
Like a little more pep
Alien feelings
We have to accept

When I think that I'm over you
I'm overpowered
It's long overdue
I'm overpowered

When I think that I'm over you
I'm overpowered
It's long overdue
I'm overpowered

As science struggles on
To try to explain
Oxy-toxins flowing
Ever into my brain

As science struggles on
To try to explain
Oxy-toxins flowing
Ever into my brain

I'm overpowered."

Roisin Murphy
"Overpowered"

"My body's an ark
I'm lost to the sea
I look to the stars
As the waves cover me

It's a beautiful night to behold
The most beautiful that I've ever known

Ships in the rain
I'll see you again
Ships in the rain
I'll see you again

Their whistles are blowin'
They're looking for me
Like an orchestra playin'
As I sink to the deep

But this cold, black ocean will know
That this sailor will never come home

Ships in the rain
I'll see you again
Ships in the rain
'Til we meet again."

Lanterns On The Lake
"Ships In The Rain"

Appealing Things

Bananas
Mad Men, season 2
Buffalo chicken tacos at Verde
Beef brisket at Fox Bros. BBQ
Warpaint
Rereading the Hunger Games series

Annoying Things

Paper cuts
The first months of the year when almost nothing interesting comes out in music and/or movies
Crazy, schizophrenic weather in Atlanta
Having to get every pair of pants I buy altered

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Non-Sequiturs


Icelandic actor and strongman contest competitor Hafthor Julius Bjornsson will play Gregor Clegane (a.k.a. The Mountain) on Game of Thrones.  Fuck he's hot.


Nice tight frame.


Nice view.


Smirk.


Love the veins in his arms.


Hot belly.


Just plain hot.


Adorabear.


Dreamy eyes.


I want to play in his fur.


Damn, those eyes are piercing.


Damn, damn, damn.


Lots of fur to hide in.


Ridiculously handsome.


Nice abs.


Grrr and Woof and stuff.


Sexy.


Amazing stomach.


Yes, please and thank you.


Daddy's mad.


Big ole slab of beef.


Beautiful profile.


I'd climb every mountain.


Wow.


Gorgeous.


Dripping wet fur.


Handsome daddy.


Sexy beard.

If you think you are going to be the same person you are now in 5 years, you are sadly mistaken.

Oregano and cilantro should be used sparingly.

Not every conversation has to be some long drawn out argument.

Janelle Monae's new record The Electric Lady is not a good workout record.


D'awwww.

Also, R&B and hip hop records need to do away with the skits. Annoying.

Trent Reznor gets better looking as he ages. And I had no idea he was pocket sized like me.

I hate when people say "I know just how you feel" when it comes to death of a loved one.

Andrew is all moved into my place, and now comes the fun part of getting the cats acclimated to one another. Missy, my cat, is being her usual bitch self and hiding under the bed and hissing and growling anytime one of the other cats gets near her. Escada is being sweet, but runs away from Missy any chance she can. And poor, deaf, partially blind Halbert just wants to be Missy's friend, and has no idea she is hissing/growling at him.


America today.

Always interesting when someone's real personality decides to come out.

I have a very large personal space. I cannot stand it when people encroach on it.

Beards are great, but the only downside is that food gets all over and in it.



Some things are so simple and perfect, like this piece of music from Aphex Twin.

I would love to know how much money Mr. S Leather makes during Folsom Weekend.

Reading patent documents makes me question my will to live.

Remember when MGMT actually had hooks in their songs?


The meeting shall come to order.

If you think about sex it can make you forget you have to pee.

If one more person tells me to smile in a picture, I am going to punch them in the throat.

Naming your band Diarrhea Planet is ok if you are some sucky garage band, but when your music is actually good, it does a disservice to you.

I just can't find men with long hair attractive.


Indeed.

To me, responding to someone's message with "k" either shows indifference or that you are trying to be a dick.

Goldie Hawn has had so much work done, however, she obviously is going to the right people. She looks fabulous.

There is real power when people fear you.

I have a feeling Miley Cyrus is still feeling pretty good about the joke she pulled at the VMAs, and laughing all the way to the bank.


Your cute for the day.

Lyrics Rattling Around My Brain

"I hate on everything that you say
You know I don’t see all the things that I cry
You secretly hide love
And finally when I have myself fall
Hard for you I see you trying to pretend
Like I’m making it up
This is what it feels like
This is what it feels like

Burn it down, burn it up
Burn it now, burn it up
This is what it feels like now
It’s been enough
Burn it down, burn it up

And when my love is totally made
You said that you couldn’t sleep cause
Of what I told you
I got you off hard
Ands then when you said you felt the same
You prone away
Started acting like me when it was too hard
This is what it feels like
This is what it feels like
This is what it feels like

Burn it down, burn it up
Burn it now, burn it up
This is what it feels like now
Scared enough
Burn it down, burn it up

Burn it down, burn it up
Burn it now, burn it up
This is what it feels like now
Scared enough
Burn it down, burn it up

Burn it down, burn it up
Burn it now, burn it up
This is what it feels like now
Scared enough
Burn it down, burn it up."

BANKS
"This Is What It Feels Like"

"How's that
how's that feel

Everything

How's that
how's that feel

Everything

That feels good
in my
That feels good
so so amazing
I want you
in my
Oh, oh, you

On my
How's that feel
You feel right
That's so amazing."

FKA Twigs
"How's That"

"Grey stares beneath the moon
Tonight I’ll be dreaming of you
People and rhythm instead
And there you’ll be
There you’ll be inside my head

Hmmm, I will dream of you
Hmmm, you’ll dream of me too
Hmmm, your hands, they’re on my face
Hmmm, there would be no better place

Some miracle man must have shot me
While I wake. I never ran fast enough
Oh my mistakes
Would you really want me
In the light of day, that very same man
Shot flaws right through my face

Hmmm, I will dream of you
Hmmm, you’ll dream of me too
Hmmm, your arms curled round my waist
Hmmm, there would be no better place

Could you have your arms around my
Could you have your arms around my."

London Grammar
"Interlude"

Appealing Things

My morning telephone call from Andrew on his way to work
My new neoprene harness
BANKS
FKA Twigs
The trailer for the movie Her from Spike Jonze
Carmen Dell’Orefice
Blood Orange

Annoying Things

People who are negative Nancys about everything
Name droppers
Necklaces on men
Cats fighting
Summer ending