'cause I'm not really anonymous anymore, if ever, since all my posts have "posted by Stephen."

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Evolution

Evolution: Good or Bad? When it comes to beauty, I'm not sure if we have. Like women, gay men feel "pressure" to look their best. As cliche-ish as it sounds, if you don't look like an Abercrombie model, then some guys won't even look at you. At some point, you have to start ignoring this negative, unrealistic cliche and live in the real world. People come in many different, beautiful forms, shapes, faces, etc...when will we learn this? From a very early age, we are told that we are all unique...and that it's beautiful and ok and good. Why can't THIS lesson be what sticks with us instead of the unattainable, unrealistic cliche that most of us strive for? Only then will we be able to evolve...

Friday, October 20, 2006

Getting Your Hairs Cut

If you think about it, getting your haircut can be a very sensual act (notice I said can be--not always). As I was getting my hair cut last night in preparation for a date (more on this later), I got to thinking about this.

The person (of course it was a girl...dang it!) has their fingers through your hair.
Her boobies (did I really just say boobies??? I'm back in 6th grade...) are right there in front of your face (literally).
She is "performing" for your approval.
Communication is a must if you want the end outcome to be good.
...and...
...wait for it...
...wait for it...
She gets paid for her services! LOLOLOL

Another thing about getting a haircut is the reaction from others:

"Did you get your hair cut?" (Gotta love this one...why did you ask when you already knew the answer???)
"Oh, you got your hair cut..." (I hate this one. They don't say whether they like it or not, they just leave it at that.)
"I like your haircut." (I like this one, of course. It shows that they acknowledge that you got a haircut and that they like it.)

And yes, I've gotten all of the said responses today.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

To Settle or Not To Settle

I've always stood firm on my position to the above topic. I'm on the "not to settle" team. I don't want to settle for someone, and I sure as heck don't want anyone to settle for me. But when does not wanting to settle cross over into the too picky category? Sure...we all settle to some degree, but when is too much too much?

I went out with a guy this past weekend that we'll call B. I met him a week earlier through a friend. In said meeting, a red flag went up, but I decided to overlook it. For the next week, we texted and talked on the phone daily. I had a pretty busy weekend planned but he wanted to get together at some point, so I invited him along to the 2 parties that I was going to on Saturday. While we had a good time, I just didn't feel it--even with the amount of alcohol that I consumed! One of my friends commented on how cute he was, so that made me think... Am I being too picky?

Said red flag...not a big deal.
He's 32, I'm 26...not a big deal.
He lives an hour away...mmmk...
He has 2 snakes...that just freaks me out.
He wants to get a tattoo on his entire upper thigh...X!
PLUS...I wasn't feeling it...

So, at this point, I don't think that I'm too picky...I just don't want to settle. I will overlook some things, but not too many things.

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

A first



I've never posted pictures on my blog, so this is a first. Here's my baby, Bailey, when he was about 12 weeks old. He's about 4 months and a weeks old now. He's the cutest Golden Retriever ever! More pics to come:)

Getting To Know You

...well...me, actually.

Top 5 Song
My Love - Justin Timberlake
Chasing Cars - SnowPatrol
Suddenly I See - KT Tunstall
Lips of an Angel - Hinder
SexyBack - Justin Timberlake

Top 5 Guys
Steve Sandvoss
Justin Hartley
Tom Welling
Channing Tatum
David Beckham

Top 5 TV Shows
Brothers and Sisters
Six Degrees
Heros
Grey's Anatomy
Desperate Housewives

Top 5 things I can't live without
ChapStick
iPod
Running Shoes
My Family
Good Friends

Random stuff
Diet or Regular? Diet
Coke or Pepsi? Diet Pepsi
Wine or Beer? Depends...I like both...but I'll pick wine
Chocolate or Vanilla? Chocolate
Dogs or Cats? Dogs
Urban or Rural? Urban
Boxers or Briefs? Briefs
New York or LA? New York
Coffee or Tea? Coffee
Favorite Drink: SugarFree RedBull and Vodka
Favorite Band: Sister Hazel
Favorite Reality Show: The Amazing Race
Favorite Pizza Toppings: Ham and Pineapple or Mushroom
First thing you notice about someone: smile...then eyes
Favorite Color: Blue
Favorite dessert: Cheesecake
Do you believe in Monogomy? Yes, absolutely!
Do you believe in love at first sight? No...I think it's lust or intrigue at first sight.
Do you want kids? Yes
Money not a factor, if you could travel anywhere, where would it be? Australia
Pet Peeve: Calling me "Steve"...I'm not a Steve, I'm a Stephen...don't shorten it!

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Balls, guys, pics, and a drunken call

I have a buddy that I've been playing racketball with for about 2 months now. He started chatting with me in spin class in an attempt to not so subtly flirt. He's not my type at all, but I won't not talk to someone just for that reason. He's an older gentleman (late 50's/early 60's, I would guesstimate)...but he kicks my butt every time! He *is* a good player, but he does things that I think are not exactly kosher. For example, he'll make a shot and then stand in the way of me getting to the ball. I realize that you can call him out on it and re-do the point, but he does it so frequently that we would be playing "re-do's" for most of the match. Also, he prides himself on "cheap shots." I know that they take a certain skill, but come on! I would much rather have a good rally and lose a point from that instead of a cheap shot! Am I being a sore loser? I honestly don't think so. I can accept defeat...I would just rather lose to a good player, not a blocking/cheap shot player...

I met a guy this past weekend at a local drinking hole. I was there with a friend watching the Georgia/Tennessee game (don't get me started...) when I ran into another friend. He was there with a group of guys celebrating a birthday. I had met one of the guys in the party once before, so we started talking. As the night went on, we continued to talk and flirt. I don't know how we got on the subject, but he nonchalantly said, "yeah...Robbie (birthday boy) is a good guy...I'd date him in a heartbeat, but he would never date me..." I don't know if it was the tequila shots that they were downing that clouded his judgment or what, but I don't really think this is something that you say to someone that you're currently flirting with! Is this a red flag? We've chatted on the phone a couple of times and have plans to go out, so I guess I'll see...

David is a weekly, gay publication here in Atlanta. It consists of editorials, going on's for the week/weekend, ads, pictures, etc. This week, one of my friends was on one of the picture pages. For the life of him, he couldn't remember when he had gotten this picture taken. And then it came to him... He and I had gone to an Art Walk one Friday night. Individual art galleries within an art gallery were showcasing the works of their various artists. Food, wine, cocktails, cute boys...it was a fun pre-going out event to go to. While we were there, a photographer from David asked if he could take our picture. Yes, OUR picture! Evidently, I didn't make the cut. S found this particularly ironic because he thought that they wanted to take the picture because of me--since I was the "younger, cuter one" (according to him). Talk about a shot to the ego! I guess I wasn't David material that night...lol.

While strolling down the isles of Target, I recieved a phone call from my little-big sis. I call her this because she is smaller than me physically, but older than me. Normally, this would not be a blog-worthy topic...if it weren't for the fact that it was a drunken call! A little background...she's 29, married, has 2 kids (4 and 5), and hardly drinks. When, and if, she drinks, it's usually just one drink. She and the family had gone to Pigeon Forge for a long weekend getaway. Not knowing that it was a dry county, all they could buy was beer. She called to tell me that she missed her "drinking buddy" and chatted nonstop for about an hour. Makes a bro proud...