There are two kinds of people in this world.

Those who eat pineapple on their pizza, and those who are wrong.

I am still amazed, that with all of the bullshit easily accessible to us on the internet, that, God forbid, we’re still forbidden from seeing… a titty.

Why, why, why?

It’s a safe bet that most, if not everyone, who’s looking online has seen one or two.

And they are beautiful. Well, every curve on a female is beautiful. But I digress.

Maybe that’s it. With so much ugliness out there in the world, beauty is what society can take away from us.

However, it is entirely possible, that by normalizing nudity, guys would become less guy like when subjected to nude females. Okay, that’s a stretch.

Female flesh and sensuous curves make guys stupid. Just look at the comments on any luscious Instagram model’s post.

I am guilty as well. (Becoming stupid, not of posting comments, except maybe here.)

Perhaps, there is no answer here. After all, the more I learn, the less I know.

So I’ll just sit here and wonder why titties are so offensive.

And sit in appreciation of their beauty.

Bond: I’m going to kiss you. I want you to respond as if you like it. Now, I’m doing this for two very good reasons: One, because I’m hoping to provoke a reaction.

Domino: And the other one?

Bond: Because I always wanted to.

Seriously, how can anyone not love this movie? Of course, Sean Connery nails it (her?) every time. And Kim Basinger and Barbara Carrera are in their prime. And Klaus Maria Brandauer is a fantastic (and insane) villain.

Largo: Crazy? Yeah... maybe I’m crazy.

You will never know how much I desire you.

Wait. That’s not right.

You will never know how much I desire you.

After all, it’s the little things. Now, let’s add some enthusiasm.

You WILL know how much I desire you.

Much better!

What i'm listening to:

Elenore
The Turtles
... the Battle of the Bands

If you use more than three pieces of tape, you’re doing it wrong.

I may not be a star, but over the last week I became aware I am a planet.

Beauty naturally orbits around me. Specifically, beautiful girls.

Yet, I am aware of this. A planet is not aware of it’s orbiters… or is it?

What i'm listening to:

Obsession
Animotion
Animotion

Last night, I shook hands with my class president from high school.

He had no idea who I was.

Which amused me. It still amuses me.

I don’t know if this is a testament to how invisible I was in high school… or if I look THAT different.

Looking into your eyes
I know I'm right
If there's anything worth my love
It's worth a fight

We only get one chance
And nothing ties our hands
You're what I want, listen to me
Nothing I want's out of my reach

Heaven helps the man who fights his fear
Love's the only thing that keeps me here
(I'm free)
You're the reason that I'm hanging on
My heart's staying where my heart belongs
(I'm free)

Running away will never make you free
And nothing we sign is any kind of guarantee

I wanna hold you now
I won't hold you down
Shaking the past
Making my breaks
Taking control
That's what it takes

What i'm listening to:

I’m Free (Heaven Helps the Man)
Kenny Loggins
Footloose

As I get older, the one thing I’m learning is that I can actually only claim to know very little—about anything.

The more I learn, the less I know.

As such, I believe I am learning to understand some things innately. Which is cool, because I hate thinking.

However, I will never understand how to make a car seat comfortable. Especially for long drives.

There are millions of combinations, like a Rubik’s cube. And what’s comfortable and makes you go, “Ahhhhhh…” right now—can feel like a dagger in your spine or hip a couple hundred miles down the road.

Why. is. this. so. hard?

I have had my current car for five years, and I have yet to find that sweet spot. Perhaps I never will…