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I know I just posted it, but this is the Fiesta on Ice performance in Korea. It’s great because of how wild the crowd is for him.
Plus, I mean, why the fuck not? Right? Don’t be an turdmonger. This feels so good.
I think the next installment includes one of these performances. Can’t wait.
Can we talk about how wrongly sexual this is? Flamboyant. Cocky. Loud. Muscly. He’s everything I never like, yet I feel a sick attraction.
It brings out the tiny bit of dom in me. That lithe, athletic body? I want to harness it for my own will. That confident smile? I want to own it, and be able to see it on command.
What?
The part at 2:20 where he gets down on one knee, arms back, wriggling around, hair cascading over the ice, chest proudly puffed, crotch comin at ya, after that “bluffin with my muffin” line . That’s the best.
My cousin’s Facebook status last night:
Watching the Grammy’s, cause I’m a good husband and during the commercials we play Borderlands because Kathy’s a good wife.
The New York Times said, “People who will most enjoy “Be Good Johnny Weir” are those who don’t follow figure skating.” Yup, that sounds about right. I know absolutely nothing about figure skating and spent my entire morning catching up on On Demand. Right now, this is the best thing to me:
About a year ago I got this really great idea to for my friend and I to paint pictures with brushes in dildos, inserted in her ass and my vagina. We decided that there was a huge margin for financial success. “The trick,” she said, “is to do it well.” We never actualized my dream, so today when another friend sent me a link to this guy:
I felt that I’d missed a golden opportunity. Even though my friend and I would likely be more successful (due to female sexuality being more lucrative, the added element of arousal via dildo usage, and the double bonus of not one, but two young girls), it bothers me that instead of a great visionary I’d come off as a cheap Pricasso derivation.
You’re not that cool. Don’t be ashamed of how good it feels:
more about “White Sky (Live) | Vampire Weekend | …“, posted with vodpod
“Once they’d had a taste of the sea, it was hard for them to ever really adapt to ordinary life.”
“But what’s so different about night babies?” I asked.
“Well, after a whole day of swimming in the night ocean, they had too many extra hours of dreaming. They’d already got it into their heads that they weren’t going to be discovered–that they were going to be absolutely alone in the world left to sleep with the fish.”
“The octopuses reached out and put their arms around them. That feeling of being wrapped up in 8 arms could never be duplicated. And once they’d been rescued, when they were full grown these babies could never be satisfied by only two arms. When you hug them they always wanted more so they were always lonely. When they went out dancing they held their partners too tight and wept.”
“Where Do Babies Come From and Where Do Babies Go?“ Heather O’Neill
I have been all about this, everyday, for the past few weeks.
I’m feeling optimistic about 2010.
