Sexy Tattoos

With the arrival of warm weather, I have been seeing the ladies wearing less and less clothing. Cutoff shirts, shorts, tank tops -- I am lovin it. And with this warm weather attire, I have been seeing more and more tattoos. I think everyone is getting a tattoo.

Anyway, I dont know what it is about a hottie with a tattoo, but it drives me crazy!!!! God Bless you all!!

My Fetish

"Fetish" is such an over-used iword, especially when used in non-sexual situations. This has really messed up the use of a good word for me. Girls will say "I have a purse fetish." or a "shoe fetish" or something like that. If a girl says she has a shoe fetish, it means one thing. If a guy has a shoe fetish, we all know that it has a TOTALLY different meaning

Anyway, I've decided to admit my fetish...right here for all of you readers. You will learn of my dirty fetish!!

I have a woman fetish. I love to look at women... whether it's tight jeans and a form-fitted shirt, tank tops, bikinis, THONGS, short skirts, long skirts, shorts, capri pants, cut-off blouses, dresses, whatever.... sometimes you can just see the sexiness the woman carries with her. It's sad, really how bad my fetish has become. I'll have lunch with my friend JT (who, like me is a dude) and we'll be talking and a woman will walk by and I'll have a hard time keeping my focus on our conversation. You know, I try sp hard to be subtle, and I think most of the time I am, but there's something about high heels and one of those sexy skirts or form fitting pants on the right girl that is just hard to look away from. I think that most women either know they are hot and get a lot of looks, therefore avoid looking around for fear of seeing the creepy guys that are checking them out, or they are totally oblivious to the fact that they are being admired, both near and far.

There is something to be said about just the sight of a beautiful woman who obviously cares about her looks (not vain....just cares) and is not afraid to leave a little eye candy out there for the rest of us to admire.

What a Fridge!!!

I dont know about you, but that is my kind of fridge. The only thing in it is beer and whipped cream.

What? What did you say? A girl in a thong?... Oh yeah, I see that now. That isn't bad either.

The Ass Man Returns

The new object of my affection -- and the reason I'm going to die of carpal tunnel syndrome -- is here.

Also, how exactly did women show off their asses to the entire free world before YouTube? Clearly, this is why Al Gore and Mike Nesmith invented the Internet.

This girl doesnt have the moves, but she doesnt need them with an ass like that!!

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All I can say is WOW!!!!

Why I Love Summer

I should have posted this blog last week, when it was in the 70's. WTF is up with this weather? It is supposed to get in the low 20's every night for the rest of the week. And highs in the low to mid 40's. Screw that!! I am going back to the Tropics!!

OK, I guess I am staying right here in Iowa, but I wish I was off to the beach somewhere warm 12 months of the year. I have been thinking a lot about summer lately. I love summer. "Why??" You ask. Let me tell you:

I can wear flip-flops, shorts, and a tank top all the time.
I don't have to put on layers of clothing then take them off, then put them back on again, then…you get the point.
THONGS!!!
Driving with the windows rolled down and the music pumped up.
Anything involving water (Lakes, swimming pools, hot tubs, rivers, etc.)
Women laying out at the park catching some rays.
Did I already mention THONGS!!
Going for an evening jog.
Drinking a beer while sitting on the back porch and grilling up some ribs
Drinking a beer while at the lake
Drinking a beer while watching a baseball game
Drinking a beer while watching girls in THONGS!!
Women wearing cut off tops and daisy dukes (added bonus if they have a belly button ring and/or a tattoo in the small of their back.)
Bikinis
No classes and students to deal with for a couple of months.
My annual summer trip (past destinations have included Mexico, Honduras, Dominican Republic, Australia, Fiji, and Colombia)
The State Fair
I also love all those little county fairs and city festivals that they have. Some of those are a blast.
Being able to sleep in
Ice cream, chocolate sauce, ice cubes and a hottie.
These are just 20 things. I could probably go on and on. Things like Thongs on the Beach, Low cut jeans and Thongs, etc. But I will stop at 20. Please feel free to comment and add anything that you like about summer. Stay warm, summer is only a month or so away!!

Low Jeans and High Thongs!!!

As the whole world is sure to know by now, I LOVE THONGS!!!! VIVA LA THONG!!!! But there is one way to ruin the thong. I have never liked the girls that wear those low, low cut jeans and then pull their thong up so you see about 4 inches of thong. It is even worse when they push down the low cut jeans another couple of inches. Come on!!! The magic of the thong is in catching a glimpse of it. Part of what makes thong watching fun is when some chick bends over to pick something up and there it is, the thong!! It appears for a second, then it is gone again. Or maybe when a girl is wearing some tight workout shorts and you can see the outline of the thong underneath. Or a girl wearing jeans and the top of the thong is barely visible. This is excitement. This is what the Thong is all about. Anyway, you get my point. I did find a pic of a girl that found a way to get around the low jeans/high thongs delimma.

I think that is a good and acceptable option. If you aren't gonna wear a thong, don't wear anything at all!!

THE THONG!!!!!!!

What is it about the power of the thong that to this day -- now that pretty much every female walking the earth is wearing one -- holds men enraptured? Dude, I recall that, in the dark, pre-thong era, seeing a glimmer of some chick's underwear when she bent over was so cool. In high school, if you catching a glimpse of a girls underwear was an achievement that you bragged about to your friends for weeks. Your friends would look at you in awe as you described the color and design of the hot cheerleaders underwear you saw. But seeing underwear 10 years ago never instilled the lascivious, sinister thoughts that somehow the sight of a thong incurs.

Case in point: I just returned from the mall, and one of the girls working at some clothing store was a big girl; not immense, but she had to go at least a good 200 pounds. Every time she bent over, she flashed some big thong action, and every guy within a 50 yard radius would stop and watch, spellbound. I mean, every guy. And not in a "holy shit, look at that" kinda way, but more in a "mmmmmm.... thongs" kinda way. I doubt they were turned on by it. I mean she wasnt exactly a looker. But the guys were turned on by the thong. My friend Brent says a thong automatically raises a girl a point or two on the hotness scale.

It's magic, people. Anyway, to every chick out there wearing a thong today, I salute you.

Making a Theory Into Law (and THONGS!!!)

This was on my old website. The actual event happened in 1995, if memory serves me correct.

Making a Theory into Law

I wouldn't even call it road-rash; I've had carpet-burns that looked worse than this. But let me qualify all of this by saying that I was hoping for much more. I started a new teaching job around two months ago, and part of the deal with starting a new job is that you have no time off for the first 90 days. For those of you in Canada who can't do the math, 90 days is three months and that means I have another 30 days, or another month, before I can take some time off. Anyone who knows me knows I am all about taking time off, coming to work late, leaving work early, working on the web page during work, and thinking about not being at work while I am in fact at work. I figured that breaking a major appendage while on a road-trip would be the perfect excuse for me to take some time off and get to relax. But I failed miserably.

But the weekend road-trip wasn't a total failure; I did prove a theory of mine. That's right; I turned a theory into law. It is now unbreakable, and punishable by courts. You may have gotten the impression that I do pretty well with the ladies. That is true for the most part, at least romantically, but ladies that I am not involved with romantically or sexually sometimes tend to find me as a bit harsh and abrasive, and I've often wondered why that is. My theory (now a law) doesn't explain why that is, only when it happens. Typically, my experiences with the fairer sex in non-physical capacities have all started well enough and then horribly careened out of control until one of us is left in tears or cussing the other out. I have found that this downhill process has to do with the number 4. It always occurs in the 4th hour, 4th day, 4th week, etc. For some reason this paranormal 4th hour has plagued me my entire adult life.

During my road-trip where I was intending to seriously injure myself, I was in a car with 3 other stand-up, honest, male individuals... and one female. Like my theory goes, all is well for the first 3 hours and 59 minutes, then it happens. We were talking about college football after seeing a game and I mentioned that I watched a particular game that they were discussing. I explained that I was just sitting at a bar, eating food and watching the game when a hottie contest broke out. I was a victim of hottie fever, what the hell was I supposed to do? I was a spectator at one of the most strategically sound coups ever. The hottie wasn't going to win until she played the "thong card". Just like an Olympic champion, the thong-girl knew what it would take to win; she dug deep and found the courage to do what had to be done. As the saying goes: the thong always wins.

Needless to say, the girl in the care with us became very upset with me. Why get upset with me? I wasn't wearing the thong! She pointed out that mentioning the word "thong" in context with a female was degrading to her gender. I said that guys in San Francisco wear thongs and I don't find it degrading (Check that, I find it utterly disgusting, but I didn't want to make things worse so I tried a little diplomacy to try and smooth the situation). I would think calling her "harpy" would be degrading; "thong" is just a word.

Then she said, "that shit isn't cool", and thought evil thoughts about me while staring at the back of my head. I've never seen a chick this upset, ever. She was livid. I'm just lucky that she was female and was probably incompetent with firearms (I found out later in life that some females are too competent with firearms, but that is another story).

Then she called me a "pig". She didn't call me a pig to my face, but she did call me a pig. I think the female population needs to take a long hard look inwards. First they wear the thong, and then they get upset at me because of it. Why the dichotomy? Where is the compassion? We should be celebrating the thong, not calling me a pig! The thong equals power. The thong-girl is going to get a lot farther in life than the nasty pig-calling girl. I think she feared the thong. Viva la thong!

Toolbelt Diva -- What's the Big Deal?? (And, A Theory is Born)

So I finally saw that show all the guys have been talking about: Toolbelt Diva (Or something like that). Alot of my friends have been watching that show religiously. It is a great buy show. Put together tools and a hottie, and you are onto something. Look at "Home Improvement". Be honest guys, the reason we watched it was because we could relate to Tim being a bumbling fool when it came to handy work, and Pamela Anderson was in it. Take away one of those two aspects, and the show is dead.
A couple of my friends swear this toolbelt diva girl is "A guys dream come true, a hot chick that is good with tools (And I aint talking about personal tools!!!) I even have a friend that is going to Milwaukee this week and he found out she is going to be at some construction/building show in Madison. He is actually making a special trip over to go to that show and see her. His goal is to get a signed picture of her, and a foto of him and her together. What the Hell!!! He is obssessed!!

Anyway, I finally watched it and I have to say, I am not all that impressed. Sorry, but that girl just doesnt do it for me. She is alright, but not a grade A hottie. Now if it was Shakira, Angelina Jolie, or any number of other hotties hosting the show, I would be loving it.

I can't understand the hype and obssession with this girl. I have a theory (Yes, another one of my theories. Trust me, I will have hundreds more) I think that guys are going crazy for this girl just because she is an OK looking woman that likes tools. Put this girl on a sitcom or on an animal channel show, and guys wont even notice her. She would be just another average looking woman on a show. There are some things that add to the hotness points of a girl. A Thong (See one of my previous blogs, lesbianism or being bi, a girl that loves sports, a girl that doesnt care if you are a lazy bum, and a girl that likes the hardware store, etc. These automatically notch a girl up one or two spaces. A 5 turns into a 6 or 7, an 8 turns into a goddess. That is my theory. I think most guys and girls will agree on that one. Let the debating begin.