Dear Penis

Some time ago, I posted an entry about the Syncsta Boys.

I recently discovered another pair of jokers who do something similar and this time they were lip-synching to a song called "Dear Penis". It rather accurately describes the relationship between every boy and his "best friend".

A friend of mine from Facebook sent me the YouTube link. I first met him on MySpace and he's a great guy. Don't get any funny ideas though - Marcy is taken. He's very much in love with Liam, as far as I can tell.

Enough waffling, here it is:

Postcript: As of 5th December 2007, Marc and Liam have split up - Marc told me as much when I met him last week. I think Marc is already in love with someone else but I'm not allowed to say who for now.

Oh Crap

I mean that literally.

I was driving to work today and my windscreen was splattered. What was worse was that my car was in motion at the time.

It must have been flying crap.

I've since washed it off - not that I'm obsessive about keeping my car clean. I'm not the sort of guy who washes his car every weekend, much less every day. I can put up with a bit of mud and dust but I absolutely draw the line at crap on my car.

Incidentally, while looking for pictures to illustrate this post (the things I do to amuse my readers), I came across a rather interesting website. I'm not sure whether it's taking the piss but it seems amusing enough. Take a look a look and make up your own mind.

What's Wrong With This Picture?

If you haven't spotted it yet, show this picture to your friendly neighbourhood Imam and you'll get an answer straightaway. :)

Someone From My Past

Someone contacted me on Facebook today.

I didn't remember him at first - his picture was unfamiliar.

It turns out that the last time we'd seen each other, we were both 14.

He was my first.

The first boy who touched me sexually.

Why didn't I remember initially?

It was a pleasant, if awkward experience then - it wasn't something I'd want to forget.

He's not married either.

I wonder if he's gay?

I Don't Know The Word For This

Zoophilia and necrophilia I know but what's the equivalent word in relation to midgets?

Self-Exploration

Sorry I've not been posting entries for a while. My life has been a bit of a roller-coaster since I joined Shell. Mostly good but it's not left me much time for introspection.

I've been doing some reflection these last few weeks and have reached the following conclusions:

1. I initially saw blogging as self-indulgent but it's become a tool for self-discovery; and

2. I think I'm reading to start dating again.

Perhaps 2 follows from 1 but I'll explore these in later entries.

In the meantime, I hope to post a retrospective entry about the end of the Rugby World Cup sometime this weekend and also a few things (in a separate post) as to what's been going on in my head these last few weeks.

I've been sitting at home all weekend drafting contracts for a series of meetings starting on Monday and while drafting contracts, it's helped to focus my mind on some of the things in my life outside of work - strange but true.

Not quite a trompe l'oeil

But some visual trickery nevertheless. Have you noticed how the chair is redundant?

Somehow I feel more sorry for the doggy.

Don't you?

Love Poetry

I indicated in a previous entry I've been doing some thinking about what makes me tick and recently I came across a couple of blog entries by some guys on MySpace which made me think.

It's apparently no coincidence that I seem to fall for guys who write poetry, especially those who write me poetry.

I've been in a somewhat melancholic moody (but not depressed - just melancholic in an introspective sense) and these two poems really spoke to me.

The first is by Jose. I've tidied it up a bit and the original sentiment is still very much apparent

To The One
In this world
I have you to look forward to
The day you walk into my life
And bring joy to my life

When we take longs walks on the beach
Holding each other's hand
Walking with bare feet
Looking at the stars

When we watch a film
Holding each other's hand
Being close to each other
Our hearts connecting

When we walk down the street
Showing everybody who we are
How much we love each other
Showing the world we belong together

The fights we will have
The arguments that will come
The "I'm sorrys" and "I love yous"
The smiles, the laughs
The good times and the bad
Knowing in the end
We were meant to be together

This is what I'm looking forward to
This is where I want to meet
At the end of this path
I hope to find you there

The other one is by Elliot Phillips and it's called "Love Is Like An Open Silence":

Love is like an open silence.
Love is like a barren land.
Love is like a winters day,
So cold and empty.
Love is like a broken silence,
Ending in a ghoulish dream.
Snaking around my tree house,
Cutting my trunk right down.
Falling from the highest branches,
Down to the snowdrift land,
Emerging like a ripe red berry
Shimmering in the snow....

Love is like a broken virgin,
Weeping in the grass.
Sinking through the murky waters,
Never quite feeling clean.
Love is like a moonstruck lover,
Grieving for her chosen man.
'Ashes To Ashes' Darling,
Her baby cries tonight.

Silence consumes us all.
The heavens consume us all.
The earth consumes us all,
To search for our chosen one.
Love is like an open silence…

Admittedly the poems which were written for me were a lot more erotic. Actually they were overtly sexual but I thought these two were quite moving as well.

Monkey Business

This picture or a variation of it will no doubt be familiar to most of you. This is taken from the Toshogu Shrine in Nikko, Japan. Sometimes there is a featured a fourth monkey with his paws over his crotch symbolising "do no evil".

For the purpose of this post, the two monkeys featured in the tattoo below have obviously nothing to do with their 3 (or perhaps 4?) wise cousins at the Toshogu Shrine.

For an interesting explanation as to the origin of the meanings behind the 3 Wise Monkeys, have a look at this link from Wikipedia.

Christmas Wishes

Apart from the booze and fags, that's basically what I want Santa to bring me in a few weeks - attached to the guy of my dreams, preferably. :)

This little gem is courtesy of Roland. If you're on MySpace, add him - he's a great guy.

Be Honest

Is there any guy out there with access to the internet who hasn't done this?

I don't care if you're straight or gay - be honest with yourself. :)