I remember in the ‘90s porn studios knew how to shoot blowjobs for straight male audiences, about a hot cocksucking slut, but as digital cameras and the internet brought about the widespread amateurization of porn, straight bros would sometimes film the gayest-ass BJ videos, where the frame was intently focused on the star of the feature: a penis being sexually pleasured
Alright there was some medium-light rain – we’d had some drizzling when the air was thick with soot but this is the first real moisture since the real rainy season stopped, nothing like this last year – but the landscaping yard’s closed Sunday (well, only open in the morning for professional crews coming in to worksites) so no work planned to interrupt.
So, I started extending the ditch along the other edge of Strawberry Ridge – not digging it as deep, this is next to the trail and I don’t want anyone to step in and twist an ankle.
Also I prepared to stake retaining wire grid over part of the back retaining wall of Blueberry Hill and prepared some coconut coir to place there to try to hold on to any moisture that way, also I set up a weight bench and plate rack in the lower backyard, that’s gonna replace the basement for my weight stuff.
A little surprised that the gay porn sense of “a fit guy” seems to mean far more realistic body types than I remember from the “woodsmen” of 90s straight studio porn, who tended to have the gym-swollen, hairless, tribal tattoo look that now that I think of it was actually pretty gay-coded, over and above the general valence of obsession with the aesthetics of the male body as sexual implement.
Considering how amusingly nuts it would be to start going up to straight couples at bars and trying to pick them up for a threesome.
“So, I saw you guys from across the bar and I really dig your vibe…”
Losing weight creating interesting shifts in relationship to temperature, my core may be less insulated now but my skin is also closer to heat-producing muscles, which means I’m totally, indefinitely-sustainably comfortable in cooler airflow now.
There’s a lot of excellent examples of the difference between a million and a billion, but here’s my new personal favorite from a conversation I had today:
A million minutes ago was April 2021, the height of the COVID pandemic.
A billion minutes ago was November 121 CE, the height of the Roman Empire.
Yeah I think only now do I have the muscle:fat ratio so many dudes pulling the “bear” gay archetype do, though they just have more of both
Okay, another yard of medium hemlock mulch put in, now just another half-yard and then a half-yard of bark nuggets as a durable top cover around the tree bases.
The thing about Trader Joe’s is their wheelhouse is “satisfyingly feed one 20-50 childless possibly downwardly mobile college graduate with no prep whatsoever, or two to several with no prep that assumes any kitchen skills”, and they hit it really well
got bored of all the succubus characters who are just sexy human ladies with horns so i made my own. her names sheela and she has boobs for eyes and a vagina full of teeth
Having a pet really increases your day-to-day regularity but moment-to-moment irregularity.
*Mutual reblogs something you posted*
Me: They still like me. Thank God.
reblog this post to let the mutual you reblogged this from know that you still like them
mold pisses me off so much
oh you have to eat your produce the moment it leaves the store or the fuckin Hungering Dust will get it. and. poison your food