Then and now: 21 versus 49.

The world just looks really stressful and hard out there right now. I couldn’t think of what to do, so I flagged down an old friend to make sure I told her I love her. I feel a teeny bit better.

Goofy chest day selfie.

Coupla orchids that tickled my fancy flowering in my grow area today.

I went for a nap and had a nightmare about wearing yellow sweats to the gym. After a set, I looked in the mirror and discovered my dick was out the fly of my sweats and no one said anything. I have no clue what this means.

I started typing a text response to a friend “awaits…” and autocorrect wanted the next word to be “cuddles” and frankly that’s about right.

I would like one (1) cabin weekend with snow and hot chocolate and cuddles, please.

One of my biggest problems when it comes to weight lifting is carbs. I really mostly don’t enjoy eating complex carbohydrate foods.

When the fur grabs the chain.

I could still level up.

Me: Why am I so fuckin’ hungry? Me: *looks at gym schedule …oh.

This. I’m goin’ extra early this month so I can get what I wanna get done, done…and leave room for some folks to maybe start new good habits.

One of my favorite things to do is to lay my head on my pillow, close my eyes, and say to myself, “The only thing you hafta do right now is breathe.” It’s so relaxing.

I’m beginning to stress mildly about how much I’mma fry in the heat in Puerto Vallarta at the end of the month.

Sunny here this mornin’

Birders are honestly very imaginative people. Like you see a small solid gray bird and they’re like, oh look, it’s a greater violet spit-tail garbletwunk, and you’re supposed to say, oh yeah, I can see where they got the name.

Friend: I made salmon and French green beans for supper Me: what makes ‘em French? F: the way they’re cut Me: if they’re French, I’d expect ‘em to be uncut

Happy perihelion! Perihelion: the closest to the sun we'll be during the year. Pairihelion: close to having two suns. Pearihelion: the sun is very fruity.

That thing when you really, really wish ya had a boy close by to [REDACTED]

hi, I’m birth

…interesting.

Since folks are postin’ their favorite nude of the year, here’s mine.

One time for World AIDS Day I went on the tee vee news to tell the whole damn state about havin’ HIV. Hadda tell my mama the night before so that wasn’t how she found out.

Again I say: Get the fuck outside.

I swear there’s mountains back there.

Pic 1: me posed in front of the view out over Vancouver from Queen Elizabeth Park. Pic 2: same, but more natural me - mouth open, spoutin’ some smartass bullshit.

I think I now have my capstone story for my dating history. It ends here. Anybody know any good monasteries?

License plates are tramp stamps for cars.

Welp…just hadda block my right wing dipshit brother on snap, so that’s how my day’s goin’

First sunrise after comin’ home is a banger

Anyone talmbout how a buncha dudes got into Heated Rivalry bc they were sold smut and realized they wanted love, and how that mirrors the gay experience for a lotta men?

Adding to the “voice reveal” madness. 🎤

Last night, I was wondering just what the fuck my hair was doin’ exactly. It’s so much curlier than it usedta be.

Old friends offer comfort.

Moments from Xmas Eve in Phoenix

Desert sunrises are pretty sometimes.

It just occurred to me to wonder how many of us have been abused by our families with the stereotypes of gay folks they have. As in, choosin’ to stop seeing us as the people they’ve always known and othering us based on what they been taught outside that relationship. Most of us, I’d wager.

Shadows in the desert.

Dagnabbit. The westernwear store bit me.

After a night here in Phoenix at my mama’s, my belief that a lot of folks’ back problems relate to a shitty mattress remains ironclad.

Beard and hair cleaned up so I can walk in Mama’s door lookin’ fresh.

Shame

Dispatches from my old farm life, circa 2013.

I mean if ya wanna see me naked, just say so.

The sun showed up and brought treasures.

It’s always validating, if a little sad, when ya explain some of the holiday, uhm, “joy” with family to yer therapist and he looks back at you and says, “This is not normal.”

Back in the gym after a week of feelin’ like crud.

Salsa counts as a serving of vegetables, right?

Peanut butter with frozen blueberries is delicious.