I wanna be naked with her

She gives me "the feeling." Rawr.

My New Krush: Ke$ha

I'm kinda lovin' this bitch. She's fine, has a dirty mind and likes to get down on nasty electro beats. Happy new year to you too, sexxxy.

Kate Hate: Love

Naked cuddle-bunny supreme: Kate Hate

I have the biggest cuddle hard-on for Kate Hate, AKA Hostile City Jane. She has the dreamiest, yummiest body this side of Alicia Keys. OK, I have a regular hard-on for her, too. So sexy.

I would love to hibernate with this pretty baby. Lots of weed, food, booze, whatever. Just barricade ourselves inside and fuck, eat, cuddle, sleep and smoke our brains out. That would be all kinds of amazing.

Always soft for a hometown girl

Wake up dreaming about the women I wish were in bed with me. Oddly enough, they’re all from my hometown. There’s one in particular. I’d pretty much forgotten about her over the years. But when I was home for Thanksgiving, she was out with a bunch of old friends and it all came back like a shot.

She was always pretty. She was also more on the quiet side than people like me. Back then most of us were far too busy trying to be fabulous or important or superstars or whatever. This girl always seemed perfectly content to just be herself. Usually in jeans and a sweatshirt, her long dirty blond hair pulled back in a simple ponytail. And just so, so lovely. She’s blessed with one of those smiles that just stops you in your tracks and makes you realize just how much of an asshole you really are sometimes. So open and free, all teeth and sparkly eyes.

Now more than 10 years later, she’s just as quietly beautiful. More so, even. There’s a grace about her that I cannot get enough of. She’ll be just as lovely when she’s 80.

We kind of hung out that night. I ended up being distracted by this insane fetish model chick (long story, different blog). But I was able to see her once more on my last night in town. I’d been wanting to check out this relatively new restaurant that’s currently all the rage. So I corralled a couple of good friends and we set a time to meet up there.

The weather was terrible that night, and everyone was super-late. But we ended up arriving around the same time. That’s when I discovered that my hometown crush worked behind the bar. So the three of us had dinner at the bar, and she took care of us.

The way she moves, her coy smile, the softness of her voice—I all but fell in love with her over the course of the evening.

She gave me the sweetest hug goodbye and said it was great seeing me. I Facebooked her, and we’ve exchanged flirty messages since then. And I’m about to go send her a Merry Christmas wish right now. Because just like Ginnifer Godwin’s character in that movie He’s Just Not That Into You, being open and willing and stupidly putting yourself out there again and again is hope in action. And as long as there’s hope, anything is possible.

The Love Monster will not be deterred.

Christmas present cuddlebunny

peppermint xxxmas

Winter warm-up: Selena Castro

Lady Gaga: Tiny, but strong

Use me, abuse me, make me your obedient sex slave. Please and thank you.

Eye Candy: Undress Jess

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Eye Candy: Chrissy Lee

Meow. This is a super-cutie patootie I was lucky enough to run into on Twitter. She is my definition of an all-day sucker: I could lick on her allllll day.

Girls gone real

I have this thing about female faces. We so rarely get to see them without all of the filigree and shadow of make-up, and it's really unfortunate.

I've found that pretty girls are always so much prettier without make-up. I guess I just like to see what's behind the mask, so to speak. Ideally, all of that make-up will just get sweated off while we're making love anyway. OK, that was stupid. I'm just sayin' though.

Maybe it's just the lighting, or maybe it's just the steely, all-knowing gaze emanating from those sparkly eyes. But that is a face I could look at all day.

xxxmas wish

Mason Moore

She reminds of (REDACTED), who I was so in love with when we worked together at the coffee shop. She was such a little teaser. Sigh. Like that night when I took her to the DJ Shadow show,and she showed up in the sheerest t-shirt with those huge tits and oh yeah, she'd just gotten her nipples pierced. I thought I was gonna die. But as the night progressed, it became increasingly obvious that she wasn't gonna give me anything. So at some point in the night I got pissed and said something really mean to her. It was like I was her driver or something. I didn't feel bad telling her to go fuck herself.

So yeah, the first couple times with Mason Moore might be more on the rough side (ha). But from the look in her eyes, I think she'd be OK with that.

Tribute

Valentina Vaughn gives me 'the feeling'

Space cakes*

I was initially thinking about sort of just skipping Christmas this year. Not that 2009 has been a complete wash; far from it. A lot of good has come from the past 12 months.

It's just that there have also been some rather devastating losses this year. My job, my girl, one of my sisters — all gone, and in scarily close proximity. The idea of cards, gifts and happy fun time just doesn't hold much appeal right now.

But! I'm having a change of heart. Life is too short to let something as monumental as Christmas just pass by without nary a wave. I'll just celebrate it in my own, surely inimitable way.

I already live in southern California, so the whole idea of traditional Christmas has been gone for a pretty long while. Which allows me to go ahead and shape December 25th in my own image, so to speak.

My latest idea is a funny one. Inspired by someone on Twitter (I'm looking at you, Taylor), I want to celebrate the season by making a half-pound of "Cannabutter"in order to bake up a nice, big batch of "T.H.Chocolate Chip Cookies." AKA pot cookies!
I'd be learning something new (ha!), baking something yummy that oh yeah, will also get you soooo stoned. Everybody wins!

I'm concerned about the "Cannabutter" making process, though. All of the recipes make it sound like the stuff reeks to high heaven. I'm fine with it, but I'm not sure the people that live across the hall and downstairs from me would really appreciate the entire house smelling like potent marijuana.

So now I'm thinking of people who have places where I could go to make the butter. A's house would be fun. We could talk shit and smoke joints while I'm whipping it up. I bet she would be down. Hmm. Who else has a place? Maybe even L. Now that we're to be "just" friends, why not celebrate it by hanging out and making pot butter? Call me crazy! Well, I am. But anyway...

I think it would be so cool to show up at holiday parties with a plate full of yummy pot cookies. Sure, I could just bring a shitload of weed and smoke everybody out. But making nommy food is something special.

Don'cha think?

Morning sunshine

I want to kiss her mouth so much

This one is dedicated to the super-cute and mega-sweet girl that works at my local Jack-In-The-Box drive-thru. I heart you, boo.

the dream

Squeeze me so hard my bones break and organs explode and I erupt into a giant torrent of love.

I want one

A hot, funny chick that loves doing bongs rips with me in between intense make-out sessions. I know a couple. Oddly enough, both of them are ill right now (Trust me. I've already made every joke you can think of). One lives far away and has a very cute little girl. The other one lives very close, and seems to have gotten kind of strange ever since she spent the night a few weekends ago.

So yeah, I guess I can still say that I want one. A super-cool down girl that purrs when I suck on her nipples and loves nothing more than when we stare into each others eyes while we're fucking.

heaven

I am going to kiss that mouth like I've never kissed a mouth in my life. I"m going to hold her so close and my cock will get rock-hard just like that. She'll instinctively grind against it and pretty soon we'll be up to our ears in fluffy comforters and goose down pillows (and no clothes, obvs).

The definition of Extreme Naked Cuddling

Lazy Sunday

New beginnings

It's like starting over. Only not really. But yeah, totally.