Non-Sequiturs

Big boy.

Although the mustache is a little too mannered, I love his tatts and body.

Those are some amazing abs.

Killer fur.

Sup?

Wow.

Silver fox.

Hey Daddy.

Cute smirk.

Pup with pups.

Nice view.

Beautiful belly.

Ditto.

Sexy.

Nice and tight.

Wet bear.

Love the fur and beard.

Silver fox part 2.

UNF.

Yes, please.

Ginger hottie.

Smoldering eyes.

Another cute smirk.

Lovely.

Amazing body.

Yum.

Damn.

Grrrr.

Big old bear.

Dreamy.

The thought of football for the next 5 months is nauseating.

The Ariana Grande album is pretty good for a pop record.

You can buy a waterbed for your cow.

Sometimes there really is a fine line between shoegaze and metal.

Mind still blown.

2014 has been a pretty phenomenal year for music.

Seriously men, ditch the grandpa drawers.

Long weekends are the best.

Having to wait over a month and a half to get a doctor's appointment is ridiculous.

Exactly.

While I don't prefer to work from home (I like to have the separation) it can be quite nice.

Drunk people on a dance floor are some of the lowest forms of life.

I won't spend more than $60 on a concert ticket.

Labor Day Weekend is always a little depressing because it is the last holiday until Thanksgiving.

Sounds like a plan to me.

Damn, the new Kindness song "This Is Not About Us" is such an amazing song. I can't wait for his album Otherness to come out.

I don't mind getting older, but I sure hate feeling older.

Folsom can't get here soon enough.

My beard is seriously out of control.

Your cute for the day.

Lyrics Rattling Around My Brain

"Ooh
Fuck the ancient ways
They are here to fore
Show no claim

Ooh
Got the time, won't seek
They are oh still coming to pave the street
At the station

The city feeds us all like babes
And we've taken a bow
At the station

Ooh
Shape the fight of sound
Become beautifully bound
To the ground

Ooh
Fuck the ancient ways
They are ringing doorbells that let in my waste
At the station

The city needs us and all our rage
And surprise in your eyes
At the station

What we need, this empire grows
Every stage we'll find
At the station

To be beaten by the weight of it
They are to be beaten by the weight
At the station

Come in people and enjoy the glow
Every change we allow
At the station

The city sees us all like babes
And we've taken a bow
At the station

To be beaten by the weight of it
They are beaten by the weight
At the station

Should we seek them for the sake of it?
Nay, we greet them right away."

Interpol
"Ancient Ways"

"I can love you desperately, though your love ain't guaranteed
Oh, I wish you knew the deal, gotta learn from far away
and I simply needed space, space for me to be,
And I think you need it too!
Though I know you call me selfish for assuming
I did this for you too,
You still got me around your finger
Even though I'm far away
Please, believe me when I say!

Everything I do,
I'm gonna think of you
Don't know what else to do
You got me, you got me, baby
Everything I make,
I only make for you!
Baby, be patient for me
And please don't fall in love with someone new
I promise, one day I'll come back for you

Oh, you say you hate me now,
and you burn me with your words
Calling me a fool, saying that I've fucked up everything
And you'll never forgive me,
Though I'm doing this for you
Baby, can't you see if there is such a thing
Of loving someone so much that you need
To give them time to let them breathe
But you don't understand,
I wish you understood
Oh, I hope one day you do

Everything I do,
I'm gonna think of you
Don't know what else to do
You got me, you got me, baby
Everything I make,
I only make for you!
Baby, be patient for me
And please don't fall in love with someone new
I promise, one day I'll come back for you

Believe in you, believe in me, we're meant to be together
I told you weren't lyin', I know you aren't relying
And now I am supplying you the time and space
To let you grow into the person that I know, that I know you could be
And I can be one too
And I'll come back to you,
And I am ready for you, baby,
I am ready for you now
I'm not ready for you now, please don't hate me

Everything I do,
I'm gonna think of you
Don't know what else to do
You got me, you got me, baby
Everything I make,
I only make for you!
Baby, be patient for me
And please don't fall in love with someone new
I promise, one day I'll come back for you

I promise, one day, I'll come back to you
I promise, one day, I'll come back to you
I promise baby, one day, I'll come back to you
I promise baby, one day, I'll come back to you."

BANKS
"Someone New"

Appealing Things

Kindness (band)
Finally getting all of our Real Bad tickets sorted out
Hints of fall in the air
The Atlanta real estate market making a rebound
My new iPhone 5 battery
Giant, warm pretzels

Annoying Things

Atlanta drivers in the rain
Rude front desk staff at doctors' offices
Bad coffee
Having a beautiful summer all summer long, until the last month

Non-Sequiturs

Hot daddy!

Howdy partner.

Hot cop.

Gorgeous eyes.

Beefy.

Too cute.

Grrrr.

Damn. Can I get in the middle please.

Wet and sexy.

These cute bears are killing me.

So damn hot.

Adorable.

Damn damn damn.

Likewise.

I would love to look like this.

Sexy bear belly.

Drool.

Gorgeous fur.

Woof.

Beautiful body.

Love the chest.

Sexy smile.

Just plain sexy.

Folsom 2013 is now in the history books. Here are my impressions:

It was my second Folsom and Andrew's first. It was pretty overwhelming at times trying to do everything that Andrew wanted to experience, but we had a blast as always with one another.

The best parties are still Real Bad and Big Muscle Bear.

Magnitude redeemed itself this year with much better flow. Tony Moran spun an amazing set of music.

The fair itself was a lot of fun, though it still gets way too crowded for comfort.

Our hotel couldn't have been more convenient, right in the middle of everything. Our room was postage stamp small though, however, it was cheap and clean.

It amazed me how hot it got in the clubs, past the point of being merely uncomfortable.

It was so good to see old friends and to meet some new ones.

We had a blast at Magnitude with our friends Tony, Todd, Phil, and Daniel.

Here is a picture from the Real Bad party. It was made truly memorable by hanging out with our friend Scott. The following day, Scott introduced us to the most amazing Hunan Chinese restaurant.

Recon and Aftershock were the only disappointments. Recon for not really being what we expected it to be, and Aftershock for the interminable wait to get in and go through coat check, and for being so damn bright and ridiculously hot.

Several people we met were surprised Andrew and I had only been together for 9 months, thinking we were a very old married couple.

Next year, we definitely need to scale back the amount of events we do, as it always felt like we were rushing around.

The Mr. S Leather Store is like the Bergdorf-Goodman of leather stores.

The less clothes you wear at the parties the better; however, you have to get very creative with how you stow things.

Clothes check is your best friend.

Andrew is drawn to sketch.

It still amazes me how some people will only talk to people who look like them.

I have no idea where this picture was taken, but it reminds me of Wormsloe Plantation in Savannah with its moss covered trees. Makes me miss living down there; well, only for a moment. I could never live there again.

Lord, our cats are driving me insane.

I often dream of Barcelona.

If you are going to blatantly steal from me, you should at least give me credit.

I hate being sick on vacation.

If you get the chance to see Sigur Ros in concert on their current tour, by all means do. The combination of lights, visuals, and their hypnotic music was never less than sublime.

There are moments where it seems my position with the firm is akin to being the red-headed step child.

Some peoples' relationships are such carefully orchestrated and PR'ed pieces of bullshit.

I wish the obsession with gourmet hamburgers would fade.

LOL.

To me, it is a little fishy when someone says they used to live here and I ask who they were friends with, and they say "a lot of people."

It is time for some new music from Klaxons.

When you reach the bottom, the only way to go is up.

Mornings always go by so fast.

Yes.

If I look at a picture of a pipe, I automatically smell the scent of tobacco.

I am ready for a nice, quiet, stay-at-home-a-lot winter.

I will admit it, I like the new Miley Cyrus cd.

"If you can't lose, it's not a game."

Your cute of the day.

Lyrics Rattling Around My Brain

"To treasure gold is fun
Brother, drop your bag at once
From the air to the people
A mass to take you on
From the clock to the past
A future that I own
And to find just one other
Seems to be the goal of everyone
From the search to the hurt
I believed I could take you on
We would drink, we would dance
And you would watch me whenever you want

And can you give me, everything
Everything, everything
Cos I can’t give you anything
And if you wait, if you wait
I will trust in time that we will meet again
If you wait

If letters spell out words, son
You chose to put them in order, didn’t you
From the meaning, the moment you tried to take me on
From the air to the room A bed that I own

And can you give me everything,
Everything, everything
Cos I can’t give you anything
And if you wait, if you wait I will trust in time that we will meet again
If you wait
I will trust in time that we will meet again."

London Grammar
"If You Wait"

"Remember when my first meal was school lunch
Now I spit a 16 straight with no punch
Remember all for dinner all we ate was Captain Crunch
Now we blow big blunts on the way to brunch
Went from good fella to commissary slips
Now I got back up man every time I slipped
Never ever quit, I just kept on pursuing
Teacher always ask me, what was I doing
Scribbled in my notebook and never did homework
Low attention span, guess these Adderall worked
Rocked Tommy Hil shirts, ones with the boat
Rockport kicks way before we even smoked
Used to have baby lungs, choking when I hit it
Nowadays lace a whole seven in a sitting
Remember back then we thought we growed up
Rushing at a kid just to be grown up"

Danny Brown
"Grown Up"

"Where were you when I was lonesome
Locked away in this freezing cold
Someone flying, only stolen,
I can't tell, this night's so old,

I don't want to swim the ocean,
I don't want to fight the tide,
I don't want to swim forever,
When it's cold I'd like to die.

What was that, my sweet sweet nothing
I can't hear you through the fog
If I holler let me go
If I falter let me know

I don't want to swim the ocean,
I don't want to fight the tide,
I don't want to swim forever,
When it's cold I'd like to die.

I don't want to swim forever,
I don't want to fight the tide,
I don't want to swim the ocean,
When it's cold I'd like to die."

Moby
"When It's Cold I'd Like To Die"

Appealing Things

Daddy Scott
Hood
Quiet nights at home with Andrew
Crazy fun weekend up ahead for Pride with friends
Container Store
Danny Brown
Drinking cold water

Annoying Things

This week
Our cats not getting along
Automatic renewals
Aria resort accounting
Cold medicine side effects; i.e., old man bladder