April 2011
March 2011
Because I fucking hate giving a fly fuck about any of the things I suddenly give a flying fuck about again now that I have been doing some dating. It makes me feel like a bad TV character cliché and I hate hate hate it so much. Fucking dumbass shit.
Especially when they are all “Matt”, “Mike” and “Dave”.
But beyond the gay bears, this is a San Francisco-wide problem. Your tiny, insular world is not THEE world. It can be healthy to remember that perspective from time to time. And far less annoying.
I would have them cut the sides fairly short - either with shear over comb or some clippers. (If they do clippers, have them fade it slightly to make it look more 50s). Then they should cut horizontal, square sections through the top, allowing the front to be a bit longer as they shape it. To get the style you want at home I would put in a bit of grooming cream (size of a large pea, emulsify it in your hands and then work it through from the crown forward and back - this is a good way to apply all products) and then blow dry it on high heat and low air and use your fingers to guide the direction/shape you want it to lay. When it’s dry, if you want it to have some shine use a pomade (same amount as the cream) or a clay if you want a more matte finish. You can combine the two for the shine of the pomade and the texture definition of the clay. Then either finger style it for a more casual, “lived in” look or use a comb to make it look super structured and defined. Post pics when you get the cut! And bringing photos to your stylist/barber for inspiration is always a good idea.
But I would be so happy if I never had to sleep in the same bed as another human being ever again forever. I am so horrible at it. I am a terribly light sleeper. I rarely, if ever, fall asleep right away and by the time I am ready to the other guy is usually snoring, which makes sleeping impossible. Add to that the fact that I love cuddling BEFORE sleeping but then I want you to go over to your side of the bed and leave me alone and I feel like I am way too The Princess & The Pea Except The Pea Is Your Corpse-Like Arm Crushing Me for most guys. In my perfect world fantasy of life we have some good lovin’ followed by some good cuddlin’ and then, when you fall asleep within 5 minutes I gingerly get up and tiptoe down the hall to my bedroom and my bed and go to sleep all sprawled out like I’m making a snow angel.
Is this a thing for anyone else? I can’t be the only one, right?
- Sponges
- Bath mats
- BART*
- Cutting boards
*Seriously, who makes a mass transit system with carpeting and fabric seats?!
Every. Single. Car. Is. Disgusting.
One time my friend was passed out on the Pittsburg/Bay Point and he was laying face-down on one of the fabric seats. It made me a little sick. But then he threw up on Rockridge escalator, so that probably just made BART worse.
And the seats don’t even LOOK clean! Like you can see how filthy they are with your naked eyes. And yet people still hunker down on them and get comfy.
- Sponges
- Bath mats
- BART*
- Cutting boards
*Seriously, who makes a mass transit system with carpeting and fabric seats?!