Sunday, March 31, 2013

But it's not for me, my love...

When mom got home from church today, she noticed there was one of those plastic Easter Eggs sitting on the sill of her front door.  She says she immediately thought I was doing something.  So she got it and opened it and inside was a piece of paper that read "Go to Matt's kitchen."

She thought, "Who's Matt?"  She looked around the porch, but there was no other eggs there.  She checked the houses on either side of her to see if there were eggs there, and there wasn't.  So she shrugged and went inside.  She hung her coat up, used the bathroom, and then went into the Living Room to read the paper.  Before she sat down she noticed this teenaged girl wandering around on her patio.  She opened the door and said, "Can I help you?"

Then this lady came around the corner of the house.  It was the daughter-in-lay of mom's neighbor Mary-Lou.  And the teenager was Mary-Lou's granddaughter.  Her mother said that she had put the egg there.  For the last few years, the mother had hidden clues inside eggs and hid them around wherever they happened to be at Easter.  

So mother told mom the granddaughter what her clue had read, and she took off around the house, running up the street.  Her mother waved and went after her.  And mom just laughed.

Mom said, "So I found an Easter egg when I wasn't ever hunting for one.  But the one I found wasn't even for me. Typical." 

The craziest stuff always happens to her.

POLT

Laced up with some bunny ears, but now I've got you...

So since it's Easter, how about we all enjoy a nice chocolate Easter bunny?

Niiiiice.......I could just eat him all up!   And his friend too.

POLT

Let get unconscious honey (Part 352)...

UNCONSCIOUS MUTTERINGS

These come each week from http://subliminal.lunanina.com/

I say ... and you think ... ?

  1. Mailbox :: Letters
  2. Creamy :: Chocolate
  3. Deal :: Let's Make A
  4. Eyeglasses :: Vision
  5. Bag :: Lady
  6. People :: Crowds
  7. Candy :: Striper
  8. Orange :: Juice
  9. Frosting :: Cake
  10. Surrender :: White Flag


POLT

Drive my mini-Cooper and I'm feeling super-dooper (Part 322)...

SUPERMAN SUNDAYS

Not only is today a Superman Sunday, but it's also Easter, so, today, give you a combination of both of them!

Super Bunny!


Well, Bugs Bunny doesn't really have anything to do with Easter, but he IS a rabbit.  Hmm, so that one doesn't work for you?  Okay, how about this one:

Justice League Eggs!


And while these aren't technically Easter Eggs, they're pretty damn impressive nonetheless. (In case you don't know, bottom row: Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman; top row: Martian Manhunter, Aquaman, Flash and Green Lantern.  The original five founding members of the JLA!)

POLT

Saturday, March 30, 2013

My baby's got a secret (Part 203)...

Secret Saturdays

These come each week from http://www.postsecret.com/

No theme this week, just random secrets.





POLT

Friday, March 29, 2013

Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me (Part 262)...

Frenching Fridays

No theme, just random kisses.




POLT

Thursday, March 28, 2013

BITS-N-PIECES

Tonight, I had to go to the Post Office.  Why you ask?  Look here:


I had a Netflix DVD to return, two birthday cards to mail, my 1st Quarter 2013 local taxes to pay, my $16 payment due for local 2012 taxes and five bills.  Sheesh!
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Probably ten years ago or more, my grandmother gave me a few candles she had no intention of using.  One of them was a foot tall.  I've been burning it on and off since last summer.  The melted wax has been making some pretty unique shapes as it melts, see:


Almost like I'm making art right here in my dining room.
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A few weeks ago, I saw the best movie I have seen so far this year: C.R.A.Z.Y. (IMDB review here)


It's a movie made in Quebec, it's in French with English subtitles.  It takes place in a Quebec city from the 60's through the early 80s.  It's main character is the fourth of five brothers and his growing up and coming to terms with being gay.  But it's also about the father of these five disparate boys and how he deals with each of them.

The movie was amazing.  It seemed totally true to life, and nothing was forced or cheesy.  The look of the movie, the fashions, cars, and music of the times play a very important part.  It's very well written and acted. And it's not at all what you would expect, I think.  Give it a shot, if you want, it's on Netflix, that's where I got it.  Although I'm looking to buy it to have all for my own, that's how much I loved it.
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When Louis and I were up at High Rock last Sunday, not only did we enjoy the breath-taking views, but we saw this scene:


Yes, that's a hang-glider.  People DO hang glide off of High Rock, even though they're not supposed to.  And apparently, whoever was in this one jumped off and the wind blew him right back into the trees where it got stuck.  The thing you may NOT be able to see is that the glider is in the treetops...about sixty feet off the ground.  And at least a good thirty feet away from the top of the cliff where we're standing.  Other than unstrapped himself and climbing down the tree, I dont see how the guy got down.  Gives me and my fear of heights the willies just thinking about it.  Well, hang-gliding does that too, but still...
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Seriously, I DETEST people who do this.


Like YOUR vehicle is SO much more important then everyone's else that you have to not only park a mile away from everyone else, but take up four parking space just so no one else can get close.

Seriously, when I see stuff like this I just want to walk in a circle around, dragging my keys along the sides in a wavy pattern.  Asshole.
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Mom got a total of 64 cards.  I did threaten to go buy her an additional 6 cards just so she could have 70, but she told me she wouldn't accept them if I wasted my money on that.  Also, she called me this week to tell me that the Sunday after Easter, she and Polly were going to see an organ recital in the afternoon, and that I was NOT to plan a 70th birthday party for her again.  (If you don't know what I'm talking about or why this is funny click HERE )
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SO the 2013 Capitol Pride Parade is coming up in early June.  And already we've got the same great lineup as last year: Paul, his insanely cute boyfriend Travis, StratCat, CC, and CC's cute gay son Josh!  Oh and of course, me.  Whooo-Hooo!

If you live nearby and want to go along, let me know!  The more the merrier!
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This simply HAS to be photoshopped!


Even for Wal-Mart, that's just....just insane.
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And of course, this being a Bits-N-Pieces post, here is The Obligatory Bit-N-Pieces Eye Candy!


Yippie-ki-ya, cowpoke.

POLT

Guess I'll die, another day (Part 9)...

Much to my surprise, "One Fine Day" by The Chiffons became the 8th and final song to make it into the semi-finals.

One Fine Day - The Chiffons
Saturday Night Fever - The Bee Gees
Friday I'm In Love - The Cure
Thursday Child - David Bowie
Wednesday - Tori Amos
Ruby Tuesday - The Rolling Stones
I Don't Like Mondays - The Boomtown Rats
Sunday, Bloody Sunday - U2

So now we move onto the semi-final rounds.  I'm going to randomly divide the songs into two groups.  The winner of each group will move on the final round, and in addition, the losing song that gets the highest amount of votes overall moves on as well.  That will give us three songs to choose from in the final.

And so without further ado,

1) Sunday, Bloody Sunday - U2


2) Thursday Child - David Bowie


3) Saturday Night Fever - The Bee Gees


4) One Fine Day - The Chiffons


Remember, vote for the song, not the accompanying video.



POLT

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Sweet dreams are made of these....

Last night I had a dream that involved The Avengers (from the comic books, not necessarily the ones from the movie), the cast of I Love Lucy, a massacre at a roadside fruit stand somewhere in France, two drunk super-assassins, a high tech scientific lab/maternity ward and me in the middle of it all.

And ever since I woke up, I've had the Canadian National Anthem playing in my head (or at least the parts of it that I know).

What a way to start a day, eh?

POLT

Cut their hair short, wear shirts and boots (Part 267)...

Wife Beater Wednesdays

This week no theme, just random wife-beaters.






POLT

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Dead Or Alive Results!

Ms Thatcher, the Iron Lady, hasn't rusted a bit, she's still alive at 88.


Totals:

Adam: 5/o
Alex: 6/-2
Almost Fresh Meat: 1/0
Amie: 27.5/-3
FDot: 0?/4
Felix Lee:  0/-1
Harry M.: 0/-1
john: 11/-3
Jordan Castillo Price: 1
Marcus Veyera/Somewhere: 2/-1
Mark: 18/-9
Michelle M.: 22.5/-8
Mikey: 6/-6
Paul: 3/0
Ryan: 5/-3
Tam: 19.5/-16
truthspew: 23/-2


POLT

The back of your hand, somewhere on my behind (Part 153)...

Tooshie Tuesdays

This week, no theme, just random tooshies.






POLT

Monday, March 25, 2013

I'm so glad you're gone, free in my house...

This post contains major Walking Dead spoilers, so if you haven't seen the latest episode yet, do NOT read this post.

So I've seen several statements on social media sites, that people are upset and saddened by Merle Dixon's fate on The Walking Dead.  They're certainly entitled to feel that way, but frankly, I don't get it.  In all honesty, I'm glad he's gone.


Merle, when introduced, was a bigoted asshole that caused nothing but problems for the group.  Why should I care about him?  He joined the Woodbury group, knew what the Governor was and nonetheless, still did everything he asked him to do.  Without hesitation.  No matter how heinous.  Why should I care about him? He beat up and threatened a helpless man, and in fact tried to kill Glenn while he was still bound by sending a zombie in the room with him.  Why should I care about him?  When with the group in the prison, he constantly tired to set members against the others?  Why should I care about him?  And he contributed nothing to group but strife and discord.  Why should I care about him?  He knew Rick wouldn't turn Michonne over to the others, that Rick wouldn't want to, and so he took it upon himself to do so, kidnapping a member of the group to take her to her death.  Why should I care about him?

So I just have to ask....Why should I care about what happens to Merle Dixon?  he only cares about what happens to Merle Dixon (and to a much lesser extent, his  brother).

Frankly, I thought his end was exactly as it should have been.  The only thing that saddens me about it is the fact he was gnawing on that cute new guy who I knew was going to die cause I never got him name (see photo below for whom I'm talking about). 


I do, however, have to wonder, exactly what Merle was thinking in kidnapping Michonne.  So he gives her to the Governor and...then what?  Merle HAS to know the Governor's not going to leave the prison alone regardless, so that can't be why he did it?  And Merle HAS to know the Governor and Woodbury aren't just going to welcome him back with open arms, even if he DOES have Michonne.  So, then WHY did he do it?

Ah well, I just chalk it up to more poor writing by the series' writers.

I'll shed no tear for Merle Dixon, a spineless, selfish, self-centered asshole.  I'm just glad he's gone.

POLT

You're wantin' my body, I don't mind (Part 397)...

MONDAY'S HOT SHIRTLESS GUY PHOTOS

No theme this week, just total randomness.











POLT

Sunday, March 24, 2013

Just like every weekend I was ready to thrown down....

Louis (my Asian friend, born in Singapore, living in DC...if you dont remember, its here) came up this weekend again.  Only this time he came up Friday night and just left this afternoon.  And I had an absolutely AMAZING time.  Allow me to expand upon that statement.

He got here between 9-9:30 Friday night.  Almost right away, there was some much needed (and anticipated) bedtimesexxyfun.  Then we came back downstairs here and watched a movie on cable and had a few snacky foods and drinks.  Following the movie, we went to bed, for some more bedtimesexxyfun, and then to sleep.

Saturday, we slept until about 9:00, I think, they had bedtimesexxyfun.  Afterwards, we laid in bed for a while and talked.  Finally, about 10:15 we got up, dressed and went for breakfast.  A local restaurant has a breakfast buffet and we went to that.  Lots of good inexpensive food, with great conversation and even better company.

 Following the meal, we went to Wal-Mart.  He wanted to get stuff for salads for us to eat for supper later, and we got a few other things too.  He wanted some coffee so we got some instant from Maxwell house, called Vanilla Nut.  It's like a vanilla hazelnut thing, and tastes practically as good as it smells!  And I dont even like coffee!

We came back to my place, watched the movie Aliens, and then went back upstairs for a long session of bedtimesexxyfun.  he had mentioned earlier that he's started this exercise program: a series of 12 DVDs, an hour long each, that gives you different workouts each time.  He didn't want to miss his routine this particular day, so I told him he could go right ahead and do it, down in the living room where i had to most space.  He tried to get me to do it with him, which I politely told him no, once I stopped laughing hysterically from the very suggestion.  I did however, suggest, since he was still naked after the bedtimesexxyfun, that he just remain that way while do them.  And he was cool with that.

So I got to sit in my living room, doing things on my laptop while a hot little Asian did an exercise routine, naked, for an hour.  Oh yeah....GOOD TIMES right there, buddy!  VERY good times.

After this, we both decided it was time to shower (since we hadn't showered since the day before), and we took one together.  We then came back downstairs and prepared the salads.  he had gotten some apples for the salads, which was all new to me.  But I tried it, and I gotta tell ya, I liked it, apples in a salad.  It adds a new texture, as well as taste, to the whole thing.  I think I'll try to keep putting apples in my salads from now on.  Nice change.

After this, we cuddled on the couch and watched X-Men: First Class.  And after that was over, we sat on the couch, at opposite ends, our legs overlapping each others, covered with a blanket and just....talked.  Seriously.  For like over two hours.  It was great.  He is so easy to talk to, and so interesting to talk to.

We tired though and went to bed, wherein we had a quick bit of bedtimesexxyfun before going to sleep.  This morning we slept in even later.  But upon waking, had a round of bedtimesexxyfun, then showered.  And since it was already 11:30, just went for lunch.  he had been talking since the night before about how he was craving KFC, so that's where we went.  After that, I took him up to High Rock so he could see the view, which he quite liked and took a lot of photos of.  And then we returned back here, sat around, relaxed and talked for over and hour again, before he packed up his car and headed out.

And I already can't wait for the next time he comes here.

I took PLENTY of photos during the weekend, but most, for various reason, I'm not going to post.  But here's one of Louis, wearing the wifebeater's we bought while he was here (a size too small for him, and it fits like a sexy second skin) and the tight black thermal/under armour-ish bottoms.


And this is Louis, in the midst of his exercise routine.


And during the cool down period.


And after seeing these, I think you can understand why I needed a cool down period myself after watching him do this.

POLT

Lets get unconscious honey (Part 351)...

UNCONSCIOUS MUTTERINGS

These come each week from http://subliminal.lunanina.com/

I say ... and you think ... ?

  1. Taco :: Bell
  2. Serve :: Waiter
  3. Cubicle :: Office Space
  4. Moonlighting :: Cybil Shepard
  5. Creaky :: My knees
  6. Bittersweet :: Symphony
  7. Hop :: Skip and a jump
  8. Install :: Software
  9. Quick :: Krismeir
  10. Hybrid :: Mutant


POLT

Drive my mini-Cooper and I'm feeling super-dooper (Part 321)...

Superman Sundays

No theme this week, just a cute tree-hugger with a Superman tattoo.


POLT

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Guilt is a snake we beat with a rake...

There is a hot Asian in my living room doing a 50 minute Yoga Extreme exercise routine from a DVD while totally naked.  I should feel guilty that I'm sitting here just watching him do it and typing on my laptop, right?

Pffft, riiiiiiiight.  Like guilt is what I'm gonna be feeling in a situation like this!
POLT

My baby's got a secret (Part 202)...

Secret Saturdays

This week: Weird Secrets!





POLT

Friday, March 22, 2013

Conversation has it's hold on me (Part 9)...

Conversations With Kris


Kris was over last night.  While watching a Golden Girls marathon, I opened a can of cashews and had some.  He refused, saying he'd eat the whole can if he had even one.  Shortly after that, while kissing, this conversation took place:

POLT: I bet my kisses taste like cashews.
KRIS: (pulls his face from mine and looks at me like I grew an eyestalk out of the middle of my forehead.)
POLT: What?
KRIS: You think your kisses taste like Ke$ha?
POLT: Cashews, I think they taste like cashews.
KRIS: OOOOOH, yeah, okay.  Cashews, right.  Cause Ke$ha kisses would taste like glitter and orgies.

POLT

Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me (Part 261)...

Frenching Fridays

This week, no theme, just random kisses.




POLT