27 Reasons To Smile This XMas

Here it is once again. That warm fuzzy feeling that embalms your soul and gives you that twinkle in your eye. I'm sure for some it gives more of a nauseating emotion, what with the grinning children and annoying Christmas songs on repeat, but 'tis the season to at least put up a front and smile godammit. No matter how bitter or down you feel, there's always a good reason to be happy for Christmas and New Years. Here are all my reasons, one for every year of my life, in no particular order:



1. Convincing yourself next year will be different.

2. Being drunk in public and it being okay because you're spreading "Christmas Cheer" and/or reeeally feeling the "spirits" of Christmas.

3. Naughty or nice, you can masturbate whenever you want. Naughty AND nice.

4. You survived another year of bullshit and chance.

5. No matter how bad you think your life is, remember there's someone being executed somewhere right now.

6. Laying around naked and watching the entire "Lord of The Rings" trilogy.

7. Mistletoe. (You can hang it anywhere. Even over your junk.)

8. Snowball fights. (You can wrap snow around a frozen* egg and really nail your unsuspecting victim.)

9. 'Christmas with The Rat Pack' album.

10. Chocolates filled with liquor.

11. Going Christmas shopping drunk and then later returning your blurry purchases a few days later, also drunk.

12. Tackling inflatable Christmas decorations on other peoples' lawns.

13. "A Charlie Brown Christmas"

14. Singing at the top of your lungs outside and it being "acceptable behavior".

15. Creating false promises to you and others.

16. Rockin' around the Christmas tree..

17. "Home Alone" drinking game.

18. Jimmy Stewart impersonations.

19. Spiked Egg Nog/Cocoa/Tea

20. Fruit Cake**

21. The joyful act of giving and receiving... oral sex.

22. Christmas Tree***

23. PRESENTS!!!

24. Giving someone a bottle of alcohol as a gift and then making them open it so you can partake in consumption.

25. The polite, fake "Thank you" you get when someone opens your gift and hates it.****

26. Brightly lit decorated homes.

(Christmas In South Philly)

and finally, the 27th reason:

27. Because if winter is here, can spring be far behind?








*or unfrozen if you're being polite.
**Just kidding. No one likes Fruit Cake.
***This means marijuana.
****Not that it's ever happened to me. I give fantastic gifts. :p

What Dreams May Cum

Some times desires can simply start as an idea. 

And sometimes ideas can start as a desire, simply.

This would be a combination of both.

Tiny Nibbles. "Party on, Wayne."

Diced Pineapples

Wale is such a poet. The words he throws together and the way he paints this sexual picture is seriously arousing. Ross? Meh. I guess his fat ass paints an alright picture too. heheh

The Way I Fall

Set Adrift on Memory's Bliss

Life is crazy and unusual. Things are bound to catch you by surprise and throw you for a loop. Some people work best with certain tragedies staggered about. Some people work best when the shit hits the fan all at once. I'm more of a staggered shitty-situation supporter. I can concentrate better, deal with things in a positive, more progressive sort of manner when they're spread out. But as we all know, life doesn't always let you take a breather in order to prepare for the next fall. Sometimes, life wants to see just how big your balls are and will hit you with a triple uppercut. No space for time-outs, no warning, do not pass go, do not collect $200.

I'm currently in the throes of a rather difficult situation. Digging deeper inside of myself to make this bright outlook, that I know will be worth it, something tangible. But my god, is it a process within itself. Beginning with trust and fast-forwarding into some old territory I haven't slayed all the ghosts in yet. Revisiting thoughts like these are scary and intimidating. But upon another look, nothing in life worth having comes without some struggle or fear of fucking up.

To succeed in an endeavor such as the one I may soon embark on would mean pure happiness. It would mean I could look a lovely person in their eyes every night and know that we'll awake in each others' arms every morning*. The leap would stir butterflies in my tummy, no doubt, but what'd be so different from the leap one takes to fall in love? After you've fallen, then what do you do? You do whatever it takes to make that person understand how you feel, while hoping they feel the same way.
But what about those little interruptions you get? The people that come out of the woodworks because they can smell the happiness on your skin? The people that high-jack your emotions and lay the biggest test they can put together, right in your lap? The people from the past that want nothing more than to confuse and suffocate you?

::Sigh:: "Time wounds all heals.."

What I do know is that once your chance with me has passed, returning years later with an empty promise and a wedding ring won't suffice. The memories of the past can't paint the pictures for the future. And quite honestly, I want my future with someone else. Someone who was brave enough to handle honesty, not someone who ran from it. Sure, it'd be like old times for a while, but the truth is, I fell for someone else way harder. And he does deserve the love I give to him. He isn't completely shitting it away. Your turn was lost when you walked away from me. Now it's my turn, to walk away from you.



Maybe it'll work out for me, maybe it won't. But at least I'll know I followed my truest desires. Can't fault a person for that.

*give or take some tossing & turning and stealing of the covers, of course. 

World Spins Madly On

I give you, The Weepies. Good rainy day, dirt road drivin', sulk music.



Puts a smile on me face.

What Cha Waitin' For

Hi all*. Art show with PhilaNOMA went splendidly. Sold some things, bought some things, networked and had a grand ole time. Pictures to come shortly.

But UNTIL THEN, allow me to rant on about how ecstatic I am to welcome the most beautiful soul into my city and home. Also very enthusiastic about not being at work. Hopefully when I return all the bugs will be worked out and whatever power struggle that's taking place will be over and completed. I don't care to measure the size of everyone's dicks and it's really annoying when that's ALL others are concerned with.

Moving on; My special someone arrives in six days. So that gives me six days I have to survive. Six days until I can exhale. Six days until the soles of my feet are seeing my ceiling. Six days until I can taste him**. 

I need some R&R&R*** badly! "I'm dying ova heeeere!" --> in my best Joe Pesci voice.

Bleh. I've got nothing much else to say. Tank's a little empty.

*All 2 of you.

**He tastes like stars.
***Relaxation/Relief/Romance

Sketchy

Friday will mark the beginning of my art madness. Photos & delirious rants to come. But in height of the soon-to-be crazy art fucker I'll turn into, I give you, my little kissy sketch.