Okay, okay.  I know.  You can spank me, big time.  It’s been too long not to have posted something.  Anything.  I’ve been too busy being lazy.

I haven’t done too much since my last post over a month ago!

I went hiking with Morgan and Jada to the buffalo jump.  We had a picnic and I took some pictures (which I need to get developed). 

Baby’s doing great.  She’s always happy, and ever popular.

A cousin of mine got married in a small town.  I wore my kilt and got many a weird look and a couple of comments.  It was fun.

An uncle of mine passed away very suddenly a few weeks ago.  I will miss him, he was a good man.  Too quick, and too young.  A funny, very funny man.  My aunt and cousins will be hurting for a long time.  I feel sorry for my cousins, especially Billy.  He just turned 18 in June.  He needed his dad around to give him the pushes down the road to becoming a man.  He will become a good man, but it will be really tough for him on his journey.  As for my cousin Becky, she already knows what to do in life.  She just won’t have the guidance and chauffer around to get her places.  She knows where she wants to go, but it will take her some time to get there.  My aunt is devastated.  It will be really hard on her.  As long as my mom is there for her to lean on, she will make it.

That’s it for major personal news.

What can I rant about now?  How about “Fahrenheit 9/11”, or Bush and his anti-gay shite?  I don’t know. 

How about theft and stealing?

U2’s got a new album coming up in the fall.  The preview CD was stolen from the set of a photo shoot in France.  The police are taking this seriously.  I would’ve stolen it if I had the chance.  New U2 music?  A CD that was touched by members of the band, quite possibly by Hottie McHottie, Larry Mullen, Jr.?  You bet I would’ve pocketed it. 

Kids, it’s wrong to steal.

I don’t steal.  No way.  I haven’t stolen candy when I was a kid.  I haven’t stolen underwear of hotties I’ve spied in the lockerroom, or a Speedo that belonged to a hottie (while he was drying off in a hotel’s pool change room).  I haven’t snuck into a co-workers bedroom, peeked into his dirty clothes hamper and lifted a pair of his unclean underwear with a pubic hair entrapped in the cloth.  Or my best friend’s for that matter.  Cum stains rock, btw.  Even minute traces.

Kids, it’s wrong to steal.  You will get caught.  I was caught stealing a pair of Jockey brand bikini briefs from Sears in 1993ish.  They couldn’t pin anything on me cuz they couldn’t find any evidence on my person.  They didn’t check what was stuffed into my underwear at the time.

I stopped stealing candy years ago, but I can’t, and don’t want to stop the stealing of underwear.  I have a fetish, an addiction if you will, with underwear.  What clothing can be more personal than underwear?  It hugs your most prized possession and hides your most secret of places.  It gets dirty from your essence and leakage.  It traps your smells and pheromones in its material.  It is the wrapping of a most exquisite gift.

From stealing to my most favourite fetish, I think I’ve covered (or uncovered) something that I needed to get out today.

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My Current Favourite Dish: Matt Battaglia is totally hot!!!
Current Addiction: Nifty is still up there, I knew Guba wouldn’t win this war.  Also, Jimbo is totally rockin’.
In the DVD Player: “Return of the King” – just finished watching it for the umpteenth time (twice in one night).
In the CD Player: Been relying heavily on my mp3 collection.  Music sucks ass, and not in a good way.
On the Tube: Big Brother is on again.  Drew is going to kick ass.  Damn, he’s totally hot.  Amazing Race is on again, but I’m not really into this season, there are no fags to cheer for.  The midget rocks, she’s kicking ass.