Sin Full of Laughs

I love those CollegeHumor guys,
even if they did forget that second U in their name.

For Ever and Everett

I've decided that Brent Everett
may be the ultimate ponyboy. He's young,
but not young enough to make lustful thoughts for him sick and disgusting.
He's not a big, hulking guy, but he's definitely strong and fit
and ready to be ridden. You guys hold him, and I'll get my saddle.

Dirt Road Not Taken

"If a man does not keep pace with his companions,
perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer.
Let him step to the music which he hears,
however measured or far away." - Henry David Thoreau

Fish Hook and Ladder

Judy Garland
Smoke Gets in Your Eyes
Television from a more patient time, so just keep watching 'til the end.

Blue Mood Swing

I've been depressed before, but I never looked this good doing it.


This picture fits my current mood better because it looks a lot more
optimistic (even though I messed up the left side of the guy's face
a bit when I blurred the background).

Not My Type Casting

Clive Owen. He's not my usual type at all -- I tend to like them
pretty rather than handsome and, truth be told, more boyish
than manly -- but there's something really appealing about him.

It was, of course, not my decision to make, but I was hoping
he would become the new James Bond after Pierce Brosnan.

Not that I didn't enjoy Daniel Craig in the role, but I still think
Owen looked the part more. 'guess I'm hung up on the hair colour.

Anyway, I guess I'm not the only one interested in the two of them:
below is a pic where someone has combined the two men's faces into one.

Indiana Police Speedway

There's something about the coming of the Summer Movie Season that brings out the kid in me.

Puppet Master Race

"Our worst enemies here are not
ignorant and simple, however cruel.
Our worst enemies are intelligent and corrupt." - Cary Grant

Flower Pot Heads

Hothouse Flowers
The Older We Get
Wes had a birthday yesterday. This is for him.

He's a bit sensitive about it, so I made no jokes and didn't send any over-the-hill cards.

But any kindness on my part had a selfish motive. My birthday comes two months and one day after his (a formula he and Tommy came up with because, otherwise, they never remembered the date. Aren't they sweet?), and I don't want any kind of retribution.

Track and Field of Dreams

Lauri Kalima. Though the Finnish track star has since
packed on more muscle and turned to modeling,
this is how he looked when I first saw him and
this photo is still beautiful.

Work Out Side

Just doing some things around the house.

Been a Dick

I saw this image at Controlling the Transmissions, and I loved it. All that's missing is the Nazi armband.

Putting on the Ritz Cracker

THEY HAVE ISSUES
Another song from the Flight of the Conchords, because you can never have too much of them.
6 mins. 45 - SFW

SELF HELP ME, SUPERMAN!
Even superheroes need to vent sometimes.
4 mins - SFW

And now
A WORD FROM OUR SPONSOR

BRINGING TOP HAT BACK
This guy edited Fred Astaire dancing to fit a Justin Timberlake song. Sounds odd, but he makes it work.
3 mins. 45 - SFW

MOOSE JAWING
My favourite of all Woody Allen stories. (Except possibly "Mr. Big") Fuzzy picture caused by TV technology of the 50s, but still hilarious.
3 mins. 30 - SFW

TGIJensen #23

Would somebody buy this guy a razor already!

I talked to my friend Tommy (he's in Dallas) last night,
and during the call he told me about seeing the DVD set of Supernatural
for sale in some store in a suburb called Richardson. He seemed to think
it was weird seeing it for sale in Jensen's hometown and wondered
whether customers would point and say things like
"Honey, that guy used to cheat off me in algebra."

Wake-up Call of the Wild

I woke up about 2AM this morning, thinking about this guy for some reason.
Not a bad way to wake up, except for the fact that
it was 2-FUCKING-AM!!!

Anyway, I figured as long as I was awake, I'd nose about on YouTube for a bit. And I found this for you:

4 mins. - Technically SFW but might be hard to explain

Mind Less Drivel

For a long time I've thought that time spent alone with one's own thoughts -- even just a few minutes a day -- is vital to being a balanced person who knows themselves well. That's why I think prayer and meditation work for some people: because it gives them time to sort out their own thoughts. This clear, calm thinking, without background music or the like, brings on the feeling of calm refreshment that so many experience.

Prayer doesn't work because their imaginary friend is listening; it works because it's much needed time alone with themselves.

But over the past year, I begun to wonder if that's not exactly why most Americans don't spend quiet time with their own thoughts: because so many people are deeply unhappy with their own lives. But they don't have to realize that, not so long as they can fill their time with all sorts of distractions to keep from pondering their own existence.

That's why so many people learn to turn on the television the minute their feet hit the floor in the morning, or feel they have to have music playing in their ears every second of the day. And why some are so obsessed with the superficiality of American Idol or the lives of so-called celebrities; talking endlessly about the spitefulness of Simon Cowell or the latest humiliations for Britney, Lindsey, or Paris means they don't have to spend time considering the growing gulf between the lives they have and the lives they dreamed of.

(Man, my thoughts are in a dark place today.)

Gore E-message

"A narcissist is someone
better looking than you are." - Gore Vidal

Starting Point Less

Kris Rowley
Back to Where I Started
Once again, this guy is a singer/songwriter who records his songs -- always, curiously, hiding his face -- and puts them onto YouTube. This time, though, I can see that he's advertising a CD called Unequal Measures.

Please let me know if you like this. I think his voice is haunting -- very Nick Drake -- but I know this stuff isn't for everyone.

Drilling for Ohl

Josh Ohl, looking too relaxed on some steps.
I think we should give him something to do.

Macho Pichu

Looking at an endless slideshow
of my brother's vacation photographs

From the Book of Moron

PROUD TO BE FROM TEXAS!

If you can't read the billboard, here it is more clearly.

Sperm Count Down

BEAKER FULL OF BLUES
Pay attention to the hand gestures!
3 mins. 45 - SFW

A MALL AND THE NIGHT VISITOR
YouTube fixture Nalts tries to entertain himself in one of our nation's many temples to excess.
3 mins. - SFW

And now
A WORD FROM OUR SPONSOR

SEXUAL CONTROL
What if your dick had an operating system?
4 mins. 45 - SFW

and now
THE ORIGINAL - AND BETTER - VERSION
A long(ish) section from the film EVERYTHING YOU EVER WANTED TO KNOW ABOUT SEX
BUT WERE AFRAID TO ASK. Check out the cameos.
10 mins - SFW

Somebody needs a Shave

Omni Presents

Okay, he's not random. He's the ubiquitous Edilson Nascimento.
He's been on at least 1,753 other Weblogs that I've seen today,
so he might as well be here too.

He was first noticed as a finalist in the 2007 Mr. Brazil contest
(You gotta love a country that has beauty pageants for men!),
where he ultimate came in -- I believe -- fifth. Fifth!?

Here's my question:
does anyone remember who placed 1st through 4th?

Cowardly Lion in Winter

It's a very old idea that one should "find yourself."
"Know who you really are."
"Get in touch with yourself."

Truly knowing who one is, what kind of person one is, is not an easy thing. It requires a great deal of thought and introspection, of honest, unemotional analysis into actions and the motivations behind them and the emotions behind those.

And it requires time -- lots of time -- for all this work to be done.

Thanks to my year-off from work (which has expensively grown into almost two years now) I've had the time, and the combination of my personality and years of therapy I've had the ability and inclination to do this kind of thinking. One of the few good things to result from twenty months of unproductivity and idleness is that I now have really good understanding of what kind of man I am. I've dug into how I instinctively behave in given situations AND why I behave that way AND what in my history taught me to behave that way.

But this has presented me with another problem: What do I do if I get to know myself and find I don't like me very much?

Okay, "like" is not the right word. "Respect" is better. I don't respect myself very much. I believe we all carry in our heads an informal list of the behaviours that earn our respect, subconsciously comparing other's behaviour to what's on our list, deciding based on the comparison whether to respect someone we meet or not.

But if I compare myself to what's on my list, I can't respect myself.

I respect people who work hard, but I'm terribly lazy. I respect people who discipline themselves, but I'm very undisciplined. I respect active, decisive people, but I'm so afraid of taking chances that I don't do much at all. I respect people who temper their emotions with reason and stay in control, but I tend to react to stressful situations like a tempermental spoiled child. I respect truthful people who behave honourably, but I'm often dishonest, telling lies to get myself out of trouble or to make myself seem more important.

Don't get me wrong: I'm not completely down on myself. Part of being honest about one's self is seeing both the good and the bad, and I do see my good points too. I just hope that it's still possible to work on my bad points to change or eliminate them, to change some really fundamental things about myself to become someone I can truly respect. Is it too late? Is it like someone once told me, that if you haven't started doing something by a certain age then you never will? Old dogs and all that?

I don't want to believe that. I have to hope that I can still change the things that trouble me the most, that I can get past the Stage 3 block that stalls most people. Like Henry says in THE LION IN WINTER, "You and I are alive. For all I know that's what hope looks like."