SYNRGY

The Village People?

2009-02-18T19:13:00.003-05:00

So... I'm trying out some new facial hair... I've had quite a few interesting comments...
Here are a few...

1. What the hell is that on your face?

2. So, I'm thinking trucker chic... (I need a mullet)

3. You're sooo 70's porn right now... (again... I should have a mullet?)

4. LOL, lolololololololol... wait, LOL lololololololol... (that was it)

5. Dude... (again... that was it)

This one has to be my favorite... I thought I would piss myself, I was laughing so hard...

Client- You look like The Village People...
Syn- Which one?
Client- Uh... All of them...
Syn- LOL...

That was awesome, it made my day... not sure why I'm posting this... It just made me laugh... I'm enjoying the new facial hair... it started out as a full beard, then a "Hey, you should really take it to the limit"... Damn those cute baristi (plural, I looked it up) at my Starbucks...
Oh I guess I need to post the photo... your comments are most welcome... I want to see what you guys think... LOL

As Always... Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking... Love From Atlanta

Happy Valentine's Day...

2009-02-14T08:30:00.002-05:00

As Always... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking... Love From Atlanta... ;)

Merry Christmas...

2008-12-25T10:59:00.002-05:00

Whether you celebrate Christmas, Kwanzaa, Hanukkah, or Blue Fairy Day... Whatever it my be... Enjoy your day with friends, family, or peaceful solitude...
I will be enjoying all three at various times in the day... :)

Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking...
Much Love from Atlanta

2008-12-18T19:32:00.004-05:00

One Word Meme

You Can Only Type ONE Word.
Not as easy as you might think.

Now copy and paste into your blog and tag 5 ppl to do the same.
Leave a comment to let us know you have done it, AND LEAVE THEM A COMMENT TO LET THEM KNOW THEY HAVE BEEN TAGGED.

1. Where is your cell phone? bed

2. Your significant other? drawer

3. Your hair? short

4. Your mother? Bama

5. Your father? dead

6 Your favorite thing? ipod

7. Your dream last night? unmemorable

8. Your favorite drink? coffee

9. Your dream/goal? happiness

10. The room you're in? bedroom

11. Music? loud

12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Australia

14. Where were you last night? gym

15. What you're not? str8

16. Muffins? butter

17. One of your wish list items? wrangler

18. Where you grew up? hickville

19. The last thing you did? piss

20. What are you wearing? jeans

21. TV? Heroes

22. Your pets? NO

23. Your computer? Mac

24. Your life? possibilities

25. Your mood? fluctuate

26. Missing someone? aim

27. Favorite Store? Target

30. Your summer? pool

31. Like someone? maybe

32. Your favorite color? red

33. When is the last time you laughed? 7:15

34. Last time you cried? Sunday
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Tagging:
Ms. Ashbourne
Dwight Supremacy
Trunks
Katie O
G-Boogie

Smuggling A Watermelon

2008-10-17T06:33:00.002-05:00

Note to self... Do Not, I repeat Do Not, over do a leg workout at the gym, ever again!
Monday night I tried doing a new leg workout, at the time it felt great... Tuesday morning, not so much (considering I'm second day) I knew I was in trouble... Wednesday morning, holy shit, I could barely walk, by barely I mean, I was walking like a hobbit... My right leg looked as if I was smuggling a watermelon in my jeans... Of course standing on my feet all day, well you know... Unfortunately, business has been so slow lately, I can't afford not to work... Anyway, the swelling is starting to go down, as of this morning, I have more mobility in the pissed off watermelon, I'm actually in a good mood, and all before coffee...

As Always, Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking
Love from Atlanta...

Update

2008-09-11T08:57:00.001-05:00

I'm such a dumb ass... I've been using fabric softener as detergent this week... What... It looks the same..
Oh... Ned is doing well, after chemo, and radiation... He's coming in today... I love that man. More on that later.
I worked Sunday (it was a favor)... Normally I'm out by the pool with a beer in my hand... I did make-up for a photo shoot... Stella Parton (Dolly's sister)... It was for a CD cover... I've never done anything like that... I was a little over my head... She was very nice, and I learned a lot... Plus, I got to rub her titties.
Hmmm... I think that's all for now.

As Always Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking...

Love From Atlanta
Sent via BlackBerry from T-Mobile

I can't decide... Does he look like me...

2008-08-24T08:49:00.004-05:00

I've been messing around this morning online, and found this site... I created my mini me... LOL.
Please everyone go to this site, and create your avatar... Then post them, I would love to see what you guys come up with... I may even put him as my blog pic...
My only issue, I couldn't give him a nose ring... Let me know what you guys think... I'm off to shower, then start my day...

As Always... Be Kind to Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking...
Love from Atlanta

So... I Got A New Toy...

2008-08-24T08:27:00.001-05:00

I don't post very often... Big shock... Hopefully that will be changing... I just upgraded my phone to a blackberry... I opted for the curve in red (of course)... It's also going to be good for work... I've spent most of my weekend cleaning, and setting up my client profiles, in my address book, to sync to my phone... In hopes of becoming more accessible to them, and as an added bonus, I have more access to my blog... It's no secret, most of my days are spent away from home, and by the time I do get home, I can't remember what I was going to post... My little notebook and pen isn't helping me either (they say the mind is the first to go). That being said, I have signed up for mobile blogging, and this is my test...

As Always, Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking...

Love from Atlanta

Me and My Violin

2008-07-14T16:20:00.002-05:00

Meow... What was that?

2008-07-13T10:00:00.000-05:00

So... A little while ago... I had a first date with this guy... Seemingly sweet, well spoken, Tatts and piercings... HOT... He's a barista, at one of my local Starbucks... There is pretty much one on every corner here... Starbucks, not HOT Baristas... We went to a movie (unmemorable)... Literally, I can't remember what it was... Either it was bad, or I'm getting to the age I need to start writing stuff down... We then went to dinner at a local chinese restaurant near his house... BAMBOO LAUAS CHINATOWN... I love this place, the food is fair, but it's the atmosphere that I go for... They're open late... So all kinds of freaks... err I mean people come in... and you know, I love to people watch ... As I'm about to turn into the parking lot, I completely interupt our conversation, and lose my shit... I burst out in an uncontrollable fit of laughter (I almost pissed myself)... What are you laughing at??? ... I said Look...

I think it took him a minute to get it... We parked, both took out our phones and clicked away... Unfortunately, this was the best part of the date... After dinner I took him home, and we made out for a while... I went home, dreamily thought of the possibilities... Over the coming weeks, I would find out, he was yet another crazy... In my long list of dating the crazy, and getting older, I've learned some things about myself:
We are all crazy (myself included), I'm just wanting someone to match mine, not surpass it...
I am a Freak Magnet...
I don't tolerate things like I used to... ie. drama, stupid bullshit, being disrespectful...
I no longer withdraw into myself from rejection... mine or theirs...
I do find something beautiful in everyone, not just the physical anymore, although the physical still gets me rock... err thats another post...
I am more aware... of me... actions, motivations...I monitor my words, words have power... I've actually started correcting myself if I say something I don't believe... Old me and habits die hard... LOL
Those are a few things I know... There is so much more I don't... Sorry to get so deep, this was only supposed to be a light post... Apparently, that needed to come out...
Growing older is a wonderful thing... Relearning who you are, and how you relate to others... It's mad, and brilliant all in the same moment...

As Always Be Kind to Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking...
Love From Atlanta

Blogger Thief...

2008-06-17T07:58:00.007-05:00

I am admitting this right now... I completely stole this meme, from Planet Franck... There are you happy... ;)

The concept:

1. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
2. Using only the first page of results, pick one image.
3. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into Big Huge Lab’s Mosaic Maker to create a mosaic of the picture answers.

The questions:

1. What is your first name?
Michael
2. What is your favorite food right now?
Hot Dogs & Hamburgers
3. What high school did you go to?
Wellborn
4. What is your favorite color?
Red
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
Victor Webster
6. What is your favorite drink right now?
Dunkin' Donuts Coffee
7. What is your dream vacation?
Motorcycle Tour of The US
8. What is your favorite dessert?
Ben&Jerry's Ice Cream
9. What do you want to be when you grow up?
A Superhero
10. What do you love most in life?
The Wonder of It
11. What is one word that describes you?
Cynical
12. What is your flickr name?
SYN-RGY

The result:
1. St. Michael's tower. Glastonbury Tor, 2. hot dogs, hamburgers, 3. school, 4. The Photographer, 5. victor_webster, 6. Cup of Coffee at Dunkin Donuts - Lettin' off some steam!, 7. HD Rally 2007 Leopoldsburg, Belgium, 8. Ben & Jerry's, 9. Superhero, 10. τηλεανίχνευση, 11. cynical much?, 12. Self Pic At the Eagle Street Pier

As Always Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking...
Love From Atlanta

... And The List Goes On...

2008-06-05T06:18:00.007-05:00

I'm posting this video for a couple of reasons... I loved this song back in the day... Dream Academy... This version however has a bit more country flair to it... Sugarland, Little Big Town, and Jake Owen... I first heard it in 2-step class... Yes, I started my list of things to do this year, and haven't kept you updated... I know bad blogger...

2-step was fun... I will probably go into intermediate, cause Country boys are HOT... I got a little crush on my instructor, we actually went out on a date... Unfortunately he still had a crush on his X... Anyway... So, I can draw a line through 2-step... While there, I tried to learn a line dance... That went over like a turd in a punch bowl, my feet got all mixed up, and I couldn't keep from running into people... So I am definitely drawing a line through that one... Violin lessons start on Monday the 16th, very excited about that... Lets hope that goes better than the line dancing... Anyway... I will vlog soon, and tell you how the lesson went...

As Always, Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking

Love From Atlanta

Mother's Day

2008-05-12T00:35:00.001-05:00

I guess this is going to become a regular thing...

Now here's a healthy serving of random...

2008-04-30T19:34:00.001-05:00

This may be an ongoing thing... Let me know...

Sydney pt. 2... Meeting Brenton...

2008-04-07T19:40:00.004-05:00

... holy shit, I'm gonna be late... The Columbian Hotel... 2:30... shit... why am I so nervous... quit being crazy... damnit, I left my camera in the room... can't go back now... alright... turn up the music (i love my ipod).
Rewind... We've been emailing back and forth since I left The States... Brenton told me he had a pole dancing class at 4:00 on Saturday... Could we meet at 2:30 ... we could hang out for a while before his class... perfect...
It's 2:33... I'm at the crosswalk... The Columbian, is just on the other side... I see him standing there... My heart is racing, time seems to slow... Traffic is passing... He's wearing a black tank top, cargo shorts, and looks damn good doing it... He looks at me, not sure if he recognizes me or not, a van passes between us... I see my reflection in the windows... I'm wearing a hat, of course he doesn't recognize me... Time to walk... I start across the street... never taking my eyes off of him... I take my ear buds out of my ears... He sees me, and smiles... Sweet goddess... that smile... We hug... Damn, he feels good... He is a sexy man...
We chat while wondering through The Columbian... decide on coffee instead... head to the coffee shop... place our order and get a table at the door... We talk about everything... Life in Australia... Life in the States... Men (no fear of us competing for the same guys... we have different tastes... LOL)... Mardi Gras... Music (I let him hear a mix of a Kylie song... You'll never get to heaven if you're scared of gettin' high... I told him I would send it to him when I get home)... I listen to him... Damn that accent, those eyes, that smile... If I didn't think I would get arrested or a punch to the face, I would jump him right here... He is so fucking HOT...
We finish coffee, take a walk down Oxford... Hit the music shop, buy a couple of CDs... Damn, its time for his class, He asked if I want to come along... Ummm, let me think... Hell yeah...
We walk in the bar... From here on out, it gets a little jumbled... there is so much going on, I've got visual overload... some of this will be out of order... I meet his instructor (can't remember his name)... James (cute... insane body)... and later Thomas (tall... platinum blond hair... crazy built)... I'm seated at a table... perfect vantage point... Brenton, the instructor,and James, all strip down... Thomas comes in later, and strips down... Holy shit... I think I'm drooling... Brenton has an amazing body (everywhere)... I'm hitting the gym as soon as I get home... OMGoddess... and what they can do on that pole... Defying gravity like that... I'm dumbfounded... at one point James gets on the silks... simply amazing... Brenton asks me if I want to try the pole... LOL... umm no... I'm not that flexible... Thomas is really good, Brenton tells me that this is only his 4th lesson... and just like that its over... I could hang out with him all day... He is a great guy... and looks really good in tighty whiteys... LOL... We say our goodbyes, he walks me out... Brenton told me to take a walk down to Sydney Harbour, have a drink with all the boys... and that is exactly what I do... I hug his neck... Did I mention he feels really good... ;)
It rained pretty much the rest of my stay in Sydney... I didn't care.. It was an amazing adventure... I can't wait to go back... Maybe next time I'll be there for Mardi Gras... Who knows where I'll end up next...

As Always... Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking... Love From Atlanta

Finally... Sydney pt.1

2008-03-13T05:55:00.007-05:00

I arrived on Thursday afternoon... got a cab to my hotel, It's just off Oxford St.... I put my stuff away, and take a walk... I made the circuit around Oxford... The Shops... The Restaurants... The Hot Boys... Holy Shit... I'm in Sydney...
I went home... chillaxed for a bit... showered... went out... The Columbian Hotel (no really... its a bar)... Stonewall... The Midnight Shift... I stayed out a little too late... Got up early, walked, walked, walked... Oxford St... (did some shopping)... walked through Hyde park... Goddess that place is beautiful... absolutely amazing... My favorite place to eat... a thai restaurant on Oxford... are you ready... wait for it... Thai Me Up... LOL ... It was awesome...
Friday night... I had the pleasure of meeting Christer (McDreamy... and he is) We met for drinks at the Columbian... Its becoming my favorite place... We talked for what seemed like hours on the Perv Deck (it opens onto the sidewalk, you can perv on people as they walk by)... We headed to The Shift, played some pool and waited for Stefan (Christer's Partner) to get off work and meet us... Stefan... Hot as well... I love it here... He met us, we played some pool, had some drinks, then headed off to dinner... after dinner, a little sweet... My first taste of gelato... It was amazing (I think I need to get out more) LOL... while we were standing in front of the case to order what flavor we wanted... I really couldn't decide...

Gelatogirl- Our flavors are fruit or cream based...
Syn- I'm having a hard time deciding.
Gelatogirl- Well, are you fruity or creamy?
Syn- What did you call me?
Shop Girl- LOL, I called you fruity...
Syn- LOL ... (I look to my left at the muscle couple standing there laughing)...
Muscleboy- Yeah, but I hear he's creamy after midnight... LOL

I really love this place... People have been so nice... Anyway... as I was finishing my gelato it began to rain (just a sprinkle really) It was wonderful... I made my goodnights to the boys, and walked home (slowly) taking it all in, and getting a little wet in the process... Who cares... I made new friends, and I'm in a wonderful dream...
More to come later... I still have to tell you about meeting Brenton (Aussielicious)...

As Always Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking...
Love From Atlanta...

I Love Rugby...

2008-03-12T18:23:00.001-05:00

I'm just sayin'

It's been Crazy Here...

2008-02-22T00:58:00.001-05:00

Sunset...,
originally uploaded by SYN-RGY.

Sorry It took me so long... It's been a madhouse here... Work has been nuts... The boys have been crazy... and I can't get Sydney out of my head... I'll post the Sydney part of the trip along with all the crazy thats been going on soon...

Love From Atlanta...

As Always... Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking...

Sorry Kids...

2008-02-09T13:23:00.001-05:00

Crazy John.jpg,
originally uploaded by SYN-RGY.

I didn't realize it would take me so long to get the Greece photos up... I have to go to Bamalama today... I'm Sorry... I will get the Australia photos up when I get back...
Seriously tho... I hope you're not disappointed... I didn't take as many pictures in Australia as I did in Greece... I did however wander around with big eyes, and my mouth open... A lot... I know that doesn't help...

Click on the photo... It will take you to the rest of them... I hope...

As always... Be kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking

I'm Baaaaacckkkk...

2008-02-08T19:50:00.000-05:00

Hey kids... I'm back from my trip... I had an amazing adventure... It was insane... I got in at 6am Thursday morning... slept most of the day... Got up at 3am this morning and have been going all day long... I honestly didn't want to come home... I loved everything about Australia...

Brisbane... I fell in love with Eagle St. Pier...I could see it from my hotel room... It was absolutely beautiful, I would go every morning and sit for hours... have a little breakfast... stare out at the water, watch the sun come up... Amazing... People watch (they sure do talk funny)... My hotel was on top of the Queen Street Mall (no jokes)... An open air mall spanning blocks... great shops, with pubs lining the center... Favorite pub there... The Pig and Whistle... giggle... It just makes me laugh... I walked and walked... went to the Botanical Gardens and got some great photos there... Only there for 3 days, unfortunately... Didn't get to meet Shaney and Nate... but there is always next time... I will definitely go back...

Next stop... Surfers Paradise, in the Gold Coast... the view alone was worth it... Absolutely beautiful... a little touristy... but beautiful nonetheless... I walked around a lot there as well (not risking a drive there)... Oh, I ordered room service for the very first time, that was awesome... even had breakfast in bed... (what... it's the little things in life... I'm easy) The craziest thing happened there... I scheduled my cab, early for the next morning... Got all packed up... Went down, had breakfast... about 30 minutes before my cab was to arrive, I went to check out... Ummm we don't have you checking out until tomorrow... LOL I checked my flight... It was for the next morning... What a Dumbass... I went unpacked a little, and went to the beach... got a little burnt there... Oh god tho... It was nice, just to relax... Oh... I got the closest thing to a sunset photo I could get... The sunrises were amazing... but I have to have a sunset photo... It's a thing with my Dad, my sister (Cinny) and me... We're quirky... Anyway, I couldn't get an amazing sunset... But got very close... :) Again, only 3 days there...

Next stop... Holy shit... Sydney... More on that later... I'm beat... Oh I will add the Australia photos and the Greece Photos, before I head to Bamalama, Saturday... I will also post the link... Cause I'm sweet like that...

As Always, Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking...

I Am Such A Shitty Blogger...

2008-01-09T19:08:00.000-05:00

Okay... I've been a little busy... but not too busy to blog... I suck... I know.
Christmas came and went... I had a nice time (short and sweet) with my family... New Year was low key... Just like I like it...
I don't normally make resolutions... I think we put way too much pressure on ourselves, to start and stick to something definitive in January, thats bullshit, and I wont do that to myself... Last year I decided to learn to swim and kick my fear of water, and the challenge was awesome...

This year the list of things I want to do, is a little longer...
1) Sometime this year, I want to learn to two-step (maybe line dancing)... although I couldn't do the Electric Slide back in the day...
2) I'm also interested in learning to Salsa... I think this year is about music and dancing...
Btw... I'm not gay enough to be Lord of the Dance... I'm just sayin'
3) I want to start Violin lessons... I've always wanted to learn to play... As a kid we were dirt poor and my Mom couldn't afford it... So I'm really excited... I really want to play the bridge in Dust In The Wind.. LOL

I leave in 2 weeks (and counting) on my vacation to Australia... My second time out of the country... I'm such a slackass, I still haven't booked my Hotels in Brisbane or Sydney... Last Minute Michael strikes again... I'm not even sure why... Who knows... I'm excited about the adventure, also a little nervous (I seriously do not want to cause an international incident)...

Just an update... More to come later (maybe) You know how I am...

As Always... Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking... ;)

Ten Tiny Tings...

2007-12-12T05:57:00.000-05:00

Big Daddy tagged me... So here are my Ten Tiny Tings...

1. When you were born, how much did you weigh?

5lbs. 4oz. ... I got here a little early... 4 weeks.

2. What's you're sugar poison?

Ben & Jerry's 2Twisted Everything But The... or
Peanut Butter Cup

3. If you had to choose between meat and cheese for the rest of your life,
which would you choose? Then be specific.

I would have to say Meat... Mmmmm Meat... Meat good...
Chicken, fish, pork... I'm not big on the red meat.

4. What, is your opinion, is the worst song ever?

Bobby McFerrin's Don't Worry Be Happy (1988)... Jeebus H this song drives
me fuckin' bonkers... I hated it when it came out... My own private hell
will be trapped in a room with this song playing on a loop... I'm just sayin'

5. Who was your favorite teacher growing up and why?

I would have to say Mrs. Mitchell... She was my 7th and 12th grade
English/Literature teacher... (She switched from Middle School to High School
some where in there) She was an amazing woman... She was the first teacher that
treated us as adults, equals, and sparked my love of reading... Comics, Sci/Fi... She
was awesome.

6. What personal activity, when performed in public, bothers you the most?

Although the nail thing is pretty nasty... I would have to say, blocking one nostril
and blowing through the other to clear it out, is something I would rather not see...
Having grown up in the south, it's quite common to see older gentlemen do this
outside... It's just nasty.

7. Ok, there's a $50 bill lying on the ground. You pick it up. Dumbfounded by your incredible luck, what do you selfishly purchase?

First I would check to see if anyone around me dropped it, If no one is around... I
guess I would stop by my local arcade and play for hours... Hmmm What a perfect day.

8. Do you have a recurring nightmare? If so, explain.

I don't remember much of my dreams as an adult... I had night terrors as a child,
screaming bloody murder in the middle of the night... breaking windows with bare
hands trying to escape from the house... sleep walking... and recurring nightmares...

One in particular, vividly stands out... I'm in a Semi truck (no trailer), no driver
we are on a windy dirt road in the woods... through the trees I can see a clearing
and a house... the lights are on... circling the house are old cars, trucks, and big
machines, like bulldozers and dump trucks (no drivers)... There are people trapped
in the house... Children... I have to get them out... I have to protect them... There is a
flash... I'm inside the house... I'm holding a girl telling her everything is going to be
fine... we are standing at the window... I see through the trees a Semi (no trailer)
no driver... I know help is coming... I hear a loud horn, and a crash... I would then
wake up screaming...
I can still see those images in my head, smell the smells, hear the horn... It still creeps
me out... What can I say... I'm a freak.

9. Name one place on Earth you've never been, but vow to visit at least once.

Egypt... I really need to see the pyramids... and maybe ride a camel.

10. You notice that question #9 wasn't really a question. You feel smart for catching such a small detail. What else can you do really well that reminds you how smart you are?

Ohhh... # 9 wasn't a question...

I tag Ms. Ashbourne, Kaori, Sue, Mistress Jessica, Katie O.... Ready Steady GO!

I Stole This From Sue.... ;)

2007-12-11T08:32:00.000-05:00

Your Superpower Should Be Manipulating Fire

You are intense, internally driven, and passionate.
Your emotions are unpredictable - and they often get the better of you.
Both radiant and terrifying, people are drawn to you.
At your most powerful, you feel like the world belongs to you.

Why you would be a good superhero: You are obsessive enough to give it your all

Your biggest problem as a superhero: Your moodiness would make it difficult to control your powers

What Should Your Superpower Be?

... I am not MOODY!

Missing My Chipmunks...

2007-12-02T08:02:00.000-05:00

Monday, I went to the Doctor... We do a check up every 6 months... She likes to keep an eye on my cholesterol, and I like to keep an eye on the hottie at the front desk... apparently I missed one, so it's been a little over a year... We go through our normal routine... As I'm getting ready to leave... Do you want a flu shot?... um no, thanks tho... those things make me nervous...
(side note: My Doc has no sense of humor)... Every time I go, It reminds me this... I went, I was actually sick...
Doc- Well Syn... It looks like you have Acute Bronchitis...
Me- Awww, Thanks... Doc, are you hitting on me?
Nothing... Not even a half smile... You could hear crickets... (giggle)
The rest of my Monday is filled with errands... got a Christmas tree (Ugly Betty Style)... do a little Christmas shopping, this and that... Monday night feeling a little run down...
Tuesday, get up, get ready for work... about mid-day, I feel like shit... I head back to the Doctor's office, she checks me out... I feel so bad, I'm not even looking at hottie... She gives me my meds...I go home and go to bed... sleep, eat soup, sleep, water, sleep, pee, sleep... I'm not sure what day it was, I woke up, freezing... I put on clothes, get a blanket and lay back down... I woke up again... This is my train of thought, apparently I had a fever...
not sure what time it is it's dark I can't lift my head to see the clock don't even know if my eyes are open Ciccoco (roommate) is trying to kill me I know he's got the air on it's so cold he hates me I need to call Cinny (sister) she will know what to do she has kids she's gone through this before I mean you know you've had a fever but chills are different starve a fever feed a cold or is it feed a fever starve a cold I can't call her its probably like 3:00 in the morning how am I gonna get all that ice in the bathtub... and so on...
You get the idea... yeah, I had a fever 103.something... I have to tell you tho, I was a little disappointed... The last time I had a fever, I think it got up to 104...
I had hallucinations, not just delirium... I was laying in bed... There were chipmunks running around my room... No, not Alvin, not Chip and Dale... no clothes, more like Snow White... they ran around the room... jumping from here to there... Surprisingly, they didn't knock anything over... at one point... one of them jumped to the bed, close to me, but not too close... he just looked at me... I think he was trying to figure out why I didn't go to work that day... Hmmm...
I sure do miss them...

As Always, Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking...

I should always do... Plan B...

2007-10-29T09:29:00.001-05:00

Bizarro & Kaori,
originally uploaded by SYN-RGY.

Every year for Halloween... I get, what I think is a great Idea for a costume... I have a storage container full of great Ideas... that didn't quite make it... I swear one year I'm just going to put everything on and go as the ghost of Halloween past... Plan A never works so I get a little crazy and then get inspired to do something else... So from now on... I'm going to bypass Plan A...
This past Saturday was the annual Halloween party at Brandon's house... Initially Plan A was Aquaman (my version)... You can't spray paint a wetsuit... So Plan B another wetsuit and some craft foam, and I'm transformed into Bizarro (evil Superman).
We had so much fun... Kaori (Lady Wrestler - Marguarita Rage), Ciccoco (Ugly Betty) and I hit the party in full force...
Also on the guest list... Big Hands and BF... It was my first time meeting BF... BF is very nice, truly... and attractive... and a great smile that warms a room... (of course I hate him... j/k) actually, we hung out for a bit during the night, and had a great time... I think everyone had fun, and I took pics of everything... (by everything I mean all the hot guys) I joined Flickr... It just seemed easier to post the photos there and link to it... So Sue... Have Fun... (I have a feeling you will like the pic titled "Good God"... I'm just sayin') I even made out in the middle of the street with the HOT Borg... Something I wouldn't normally do... I think it was the suit...
By the way... I'm just going to assume that most of you don't know this... the zipper on a wetsuit is in the back... when I drink beer, my bladder becomes the size of a quarter... I practically had to get nekkid in the bathroom just to pee... I opened the door and ran into "Good God" (literally)... Grrrrrr...
So that was my Halloween... I hope everyone has a good one... I also hope you can get to the photos... they are awesome if I do say so myself... LOL...

As Always Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking...

What The Fumpkin...

2007-10-24T05:59:00.000-05:00

This past Sunday was the annual pumpkin carving party... What the Fumpkin... Hosted by Chris and Neil... we had a blast... I've already got ideas for next year... LOL... Pictures are worth a thousand words...

S'up.... or Forgive Me Blogger, It's Been A While Since My Last Post

2007-10-15T19:50:00.000-05:00

S'up Bitches (borrowed from Gina Bruce)....
What can I say... Sometimes Life gets in the way of Living... I could make all these excuses, but I won't... So lets play catch up...
Gina Bruce... AKA G-Boogie came into town for a visit... I met him through my friend and co-worker Liz... like 3 or 4 years ago... I thought he was a complete cunt... of course we laugh about this now... Honestly he is one of the nicest guys you would ever want to meet, with a sharp, burning wit (like a hemorrhoid... I'm just sayin')... and a smile that lights up a room... G-boogs and I over the past year and a half, have gotten closer... I started reading his blog, making comments, we emailed, IM'ed, text, and talked on the phone... I actually owe a lot to him... he inspired me to take that first step into the blog world... he's a wonderful guy... alright, enough with the mush... heres what we did... a group of us went to Dinner on Friday (Wahoo!), Dancing on Saturday (Amsterdam)... followed by an early (or late, depending on how you look at it) Breakfast (Landmark Diner), then finally Dinner on Sunday (The Roxx)... I had a wonderful visit with him while he was here... I'm so glad I met you... Crazy Bitch...

What else... oh... I've been working on my Halloween costume... Sue can you guess it?... I'll give you a hint... not a hero... LOL... I will definitely post pics...

Up next:
Passport? check
Tickets? check
Mankini? check
Sunblock? check
I have a list of places I want to see... this time last year, I drew a line through the first one... It was my first time out of the country, and I was traveling alone (no witnesses)... I was freaked out, and excited all at the same time, but I loved it (and the men)... (I'll post about that, with photos later) So, it's that time again... I've been planning the next vacation, which I've teased about... Well I did it, I finally got off my ass and booked my flight... January, I'm off to see the sights and sounds (men) of Australia... The history, the culture (men)... I can't wait... First stop will be Brisbane (men) (hey Shaney)... then on to Sydney(men) (hey Brenton from Aussielicious)... I think I just Pee'ed a little... I need to get in the gym...

I promise I will post some fun, and photo, or just plain silly... Soon

As Always... Be Kind to Yourselves... I'm fine Thanks for Asking

Let Me Tell You A Story Bout A Man Named Ned...

2007-09-27T20:07:00.000-05:00

4 years ago a man walked into my salon... tall, amazing eyes, incredible smile, full (extremely) kissable lips, and built like a brick shit house (southernese meaning; pretty fucking built)... He sat in my chair, we immediately clicked... We talked about everything from movies and motorcycles to workouts and our favorite beer... Well, clicked in almost every way... See... I like guys (I know, Big Shock for most of you) Ned on the other hand, is truly straight, but not narrow... He's been coming to me, rain or shine every 3 weeks since...
Over the years we've gotten closer, watched each other change and grow... hand shakes turned to hugs... It even became a joke in the salon... We would hug... He would walk out... 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... I would watch disappear around the corner... I love that man... then everyone would go back to what they were doing...
When he told me that he was planning to ask Kris to marry him... I told him... This isn't how its supposed to play out... You're supposed to dump her and come after me... He said... Don't worry Michael, you'll always be the other woman... but just in case... park the bike in front of the church, and if it goes south, we can haul ass (of course I thought about it)... Here they are 1 year later this past July... Aren't they cute...

Ned's been going through some shit lately... Multiple surgery's on his knee (hockey injury, he even took a puck to his throat)... the second surgery on his knee, they found a spot they wanted to check out... turns out, its a rare form of cancer called Liposarcoma... which they wouldn't have found, had it not been for the knee injury...
He called me, wanted to know if I could squeeze him in (He starts chemotherapy on Monday) He wanted me to shave his head...
So Ned came in... We talked, laughed, cried... and we shaved our heads...

As he was leaving... we hugged... I told him to take care of himself and that I would be checking in on him... He said you to, and that he would see me in about 7 months... He opened the door to leave... Ned... I love you... He turned, eyes welling up... I love you to... He looked around and waved... See you guys in a few months... 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... I watched him disappear around the corner...
I love that man

As Always... Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking

OMGoddess...

2007-09-19T18:52:00.000-05:00

So... Not only does my Tivo think I'm gay, It also thinks, I'm a huge nerd (thank god)... I came home the other night, and found this had been recorded...

I watched it... of course... I actually loved it... Loved watching the young Hercules grow into manhood (giggle) or is that adulthood... well anyway this guy is HOT... I know I'm probably a little late on this... It came out in 2005... What... I'm slow...
Here are more Pics...

Those Lips... (Great Hera) anyway... this isn't leading anywhere... I just think he's HOT and wanted to share...
Oh... Speaking of HOT... I know everyone has pretty much seen this guy... Jason Lewis...

Rumor is... He is going to play He-Man in the upcoming Master's of the Universe movie, scheduled release date, sometime in 2009... But you aint heard that from me.

As Always... Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine, Thanks For Asking....

Well... That Wasn't Awkward... PT. 2

2007-09-04T17:30:00.000-05:00

So last Thursday... I get up, start my day... coffee & blogs... I shower, get ready, and head in to work... I'm slammed... My morning is busy, and goes by quickly... I finish with my 10:30 a little early, walk him to the front... He pays, reschedules and is out the door... I'm sweeping my station, when the receptionist comes back to tell me, my 11:00 (Scott) is here...

Syn- Tell him I'll be right with him... I finish sweeping the hair, and walk up to the front
Syn- Well Hi :) he's sitting there, looking very much the hairdresser... (black button up, black slacks, and black boots) I say that because, my salon is very casual... I wear the same thing almost every single day (t-shirt, jeans, and boots... I hate dressing up)
Scott- Hey... he gets up, we hug You look good...
Syn- It's good to see you. Come on back... we go back to my station
Syn- Have a seat...

Here are the highlights of our conversation...

Scott- he looks around... I see you're still into this shit...
Syn- I have framed comics, comic art on my walls, and a few action figures (newest one- Optimus Prime from the Transformers movie)...
what the fuck!... um, of course... I'm a nerd, what can I say.

Syn- So... What's been going on?
Scott- Well, We moved back... his mom moved up to Chicago about 2 years after he did... I love being back in Atlanta, but I hate where I live... Mom seems happy tho... We're down past the airport...
Syn- So, south Georgia... LOL... anything past the airport to me is south Georgia... he laughs

Scott- So, I hear you have a motorcycle...
Syn- Yeah, I got it a couple of years ago.
Scott- So, where is it? ??
Syn- Home... I haven't been riding that much lately... I've considered selling it.
Scott- Yeah, thats what Toni said... Toni is a sales rep that came in with one of our regular reps this past spring... we had a brief conversation about our motorcycles...
Scott- You have a car to? why is he asking me questions he seems to already know the answers to...
Syn- Yeah. I got a Mini last year... LOL... you can't miss it, it's got the Superman insignia all over it...
Scott- cool... smirk... You know I hate those things, they're pretentious.

Syn- So, Bern told me you took the international education job... Thats awesome...
Scott- Yeah, it is awesome... I have to go to Madrid, in October...
Syn- That is so fucking cool...

Scott- How is your family doing?
Syn- Well... I gave him the Category 5 ShitStorm (short version)
Scott- Well... I'm glad to see you grew some balls and stood up to your family...
Syn- who the fuck are you... you don't know me... Um... Yeah

Scott- You look like you've been working out...
Syn- Not as often as I should...
Scott- Still got little arms tho... push it down

Finally... I finish... He says it's perfect, he knew it would be... I walk him to the front...
Scott- Thank you for doing this... I really appreciate it.
Syn- No worries.

The entire time he was in my chair... It felt as tho he was baiting, pushing me to explode... why? I don't know... maybe to see, if he could still manipulate me... push my buttons... maybe to justify something in his mind... maybe he just wanted me to feel what he does... everyday...
I learned a lot from him, and the one that followed (2yr X) the only serious relationships I've had... They were very similar... controlling, manipulative, negative, and would say or do anything to keep me where they wanted me... I know to watch for the patterns...
Anyway, back to the Scott.
A large part of me wanted to blast him...
Who the fuck do you think you are... coming in here, assuming that after all these years, you fucking know me, know anything about me... Anything you want to know, just fucking ask... I'm not that insecure, scared boy you knew then... I don't depend on anyone but me for my happiness... Yeah I grew up... and I'm fucking proud of the man I am... I work hard, I'm honest, I'm a good guy... guess what else motherfucker... you can't manipulate me... you can't hurt me anymore... you twisted fuck...
It was then that I realized... He could... In that split second, up front... I lost it... if only on the inside... I was looking down at my appointments (lost in thought) He was saying something....
Syn- I'm sorry, what?
Scott- I said you look great... you look happy.
Syn- whatever or whoever you're looking for Scott... it's not here... You know... I can honestly say... Life is good... I have never been more happy than I am now... smile ever.
Syn- It's good to see you... tell your Mom I said hello, take care of yourself...
Scott- You to Michael...

As Always... Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine, Thanks For Asking

Well... That Wasn't Awkward.... PT.1

2007-08-31T05:19:00.000-05:00

Last week, after being called an Uber Bitch, and the Category 5 ShitStorm in Alabama,(I seriously need to post both of these stories) I decided this was going to be a better week... I'm gonna lay low for a bit...
Monday, I go to the salon to clean my station, return calls, and confirm my appointments for the following day... I have a msg to call Scott, I'm assuming a client wanting to get in... I dial...
Voice- Hello
Syn- Is Scott available?
Voice- This is Scott
Syn- This is Michael from (My Salon)...
Voice- Michael... this is Scott...
Syn- (shit)
I recognize his voice then... It's the 7 year X... it was a bad break. He was controlling, and manipulative... I was young and stupid... About 5 years into our relationship... It started going bad... Scott became mean, nasty , and paranoid... mentally abusive (sometimes physical) and occasionally would accuse me of cheating (which I didn't, I don't believe in it)... but, we were working on it, and I loved him... In our 7th year, he took a job in Chicago... without talking to me about it first (he did that quite a bit, but on a much smaller scale) and in a month he was gone... He expected me to move as well... When I said no (which I should have done much earlier, about so many things) It was done... We haven't spoken since (so almost 7 years)... well till today...

Syn- Well... Hi. How are you?
Scott- Good... How are you?
Syn- Good.
Scott- I moved back to Atlanta.
Syn- Yeah, I know, Bern told me... (Bernadette is his Sister in law, she comes to me to get her hair done)
Scott- Well... the reason I called... I don't really trust anyone here to cut my hair, and I was wondering if you would mind doing it... Would you have a problem with it?

Let me stop here for a minute... He is a hairdresser... but, also does product education for a hair company... He knows hairdressers everywhere... even in Atlanta. My hairdresser sense is tingling...

Syn- No, not at all...
Scott- really ?
Syn- Sure... No problem at all...
Scott- Do you have anything this Thursday?
Syn- I have an 11:00 open...
Scott- Awesome... I'll take it...
Syn- Great... I'll see you at 11:00 on Thursday
Scott- Thanks Michael...
Syn- No Worries...

I hang up... wow... that was unexpected... not him calling (I mean it was, but thats not what I'm talking about)... my reaction... I wasn't sure if/when I talked to him again how I would react... Awesome, I guess that little bit of therapy after our breakup helped more than I thought... I felt nothing... absolutely nothing... No anger, bitterness...

Sorry for the long post... I had to break it up into parts...

As Always... Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking...

Not So Much...

2007-08-29T06:18:00.000-05:00

So... Not that much has been going on... Thats why I haven't been blogging much lately... So I figured I would give a little update...

The Funk is officially gone... I'm kinda back to my old self... YAAAAY!

I caused/started a Category 5 ShitStorm in Bama over the weekend... I was with my family...

According to one of my clients, quite a few of his friends, who are also salon clients... Think I'm a mean, hateful bitch... Thats funny.

Swim class is going really well... I found my rhythm for breathing... just gotta keep my head low...

What else... Oh Awesome news... I went down yesterday to the travel office, and had them get some prices together for my (much needed) vacation... It may be a city near you... ;)

As Always... Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine, Thanks For Asking...

I'm Still Here...

2007-08-13T06:36:00.000-05:00

I should apologize... I haven't posted anything in a while... I've been in a funk, that I can't seem to get out of... I also want to thank everyone for the kind words, while Jerry was in the hospital and after he passed... Thank You...

There has been a lot going on... About a month ago, my sister (Cinny) called to tell me that her hairdresser had quit and she wanted to start coming to Atlanta to get her hair done... She was here this past Saturday... I did my Sister's and Niece's hair, while my brother in law and nephew went to the movies and shopping... It was their first time in the big gay hairdresser's Big Gay Salon... They don't come to Atlanta often... (the big city lol) It was nice, we went to dinner and then they left to go back home... I had been worried about my niece and nephew... Not knowing how they would react to my being gay, and given my surroundings... Well... My niece (19) already knew... Go figure, and my nephew (14) absolutely oblivious... After all he is me as a kid (LOL)... We had a good time tho... (YAY).

A few of my clients have been talking about the Landmark Forum... Self help seminars... Oddly enough one of my clients does the seminars and forum... With all this talk lately from my clients... I was thinking of taking the seminar myself... Maybe help me figure "me" out a little...
Here's the thing tho... I'm saving money to go on my vacation (more about that later) My nephew has been on me to get an Xbox 360 so we can play games and chat with each other from a state away... I can only do one... One will make me a Hermit... The other could possibly get me out and about (more social).... Hmmmm... Okay, so I bought the Xbox LOL... I have been having a blast... My nephew and his friends take great pleasure in killing me... Considering I taught him how to play video games, his favorite line now "The student has surpassed the teacher"... I'm loving every minute of it :)
I've been thinking, there are all types of people, some are more social than others... I am social, just in my own way... I don't have many friends, I work a lot, and I love my down time... I like eating alone, and going to the movies by myself... Call it what you will, and maybe I am just fooling myself... But, I think I'm okay :) BTW more than one person (thanks G-Boogie and Lizz) think that Landmark is a cult (allegedly) So I may have come out better with the Xbox360.

What else... I think that is everything, Oh... Swim class is going great... My form is good, and we started breathing, I had to get her to go over breathing again this past Sunday... It's all practice, practice, practice... I feel a lot more comfortable in water than I did, and when I don't worry about form and breathing, I relax and enjoy the freedom... Look out 2012 Olympics... I'm a little late for the 2008, they are holding the trials as I type this... Michael Phelps is in Beijing right now... One day... LOL
I think that is everything...

As always... Be kind to Yourselves... I'm fine, Thanks for asking.

Free....

2007-07-30T10:34:00.000-05:00

1. Not imprisoned or enslaved; being at liberty.
2. Not affected or restricted by a given condition or circumstance.

My Mondays are typically filled with errands... Some of those days are lighter than others... Today for example... The only thing on my "Have To" list... Dentist... Deposit... My "Want To" list, however, is a bit longer...
I had told Jay that I wanted to come by and visit Jerry... They had moved him to hospice last Wednesday, so I wanted to come hang out with him... If he was up to it...
As I'm laying in the dentist chair... The hygienist distractedly scraping, while going on about her ex-husband, who she thinks is gay... "But, he doesn't know it yet"... If she starts asking me questions, I'm outta here... Bib and all...
My phone vibrates... Obviously, I can't answer... She's got everything but her feet in my mouth... She finishes... I pay, leave... I didn't even have to give her any tell tale signs to look for (If you catch him with a cock in his mouth... He's probably gay)...
I check my voicemail... It's Jay, he sounds tired, "Call me when you get this"... I'm assuming he's calling to let me know a good time to stop by to see Jerry... I call him back... Hey Jay, How are you?... Silence... I already know whats coming...
Jerry passed away, shortly after they took him to hospice... I told Jay that I was sorry... If you need anything at all, I'm right here... He asked me if I was working tomorrow, He wants to come by, visit for a minute, and wanted to bring something to me, that he knew Jerry wanted me to have...
Sorry is such a small word...
I feel for Jay... I can't take his pain from him, or bring him peace... I can't give him many more years of pranks, or torturing Derrick... I can't erase watching his best friend deteriorate right before his eyes... Being powerless to stop it... I don't know how...
My heart smiles when I think of Jerry... Whatever your spiritual path or religious belief... He has moved on... Unrestricted, unbound... No longer a trapped man... He is Free...

As Always, Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine, Thanks For Asking

Silent...

2007-07-24T12:52:00.000-05:00

I walked in through the double doors, not knowing what to expect... It was quiet... eerily so, even with people, some were standing, some were sitting, I see a child... Fussy... Unsure... He wants to be up in his Grandmother's lap... No, down... He to is oddly silent...
A quiet voice on my right... May I help you?... Umm, Hi... Yes, I'm here to see Jerry in 251... Are you Family?... Friend?... Unsure of how to answer... I stated who I was and my purpose for being there... I'm the Hairdresser, and Jerry is getting a haircut today... She smiled... Okay, Have a seat someone will be right with you...
I take a seat amidst the crowd of silent people, taking in my surroundings... I feel under dressed and out of place... I've just come from swim class... I've got on cargo shorts, a sleeveless T-Shirt, my hat on backwards (covering my crazy wet hair), and I reek of chlorine... I should have taken a shower, worn something nice, done my hair... Did I lock the car?... Did I pack what I needed to bring with me?... I forgot product... I should get a magazine... My mind is offering distractions... I decide to ignore it and focus on why I'm here...
I think back to a few days prior... My friends Jay and Derrick had called to let me know that their other roommate and good friend Jerry had been hospitalized, and wasn't doing well... Jay then got on the phone and asked me would I mind coming to the hospital to cut Jerry's hair... Of course... No worries... Let me know when and where... He's in Neuro ICU at Emory...
Let me back up a little... I met both Jay and Jerry through Derrick, he and I had gone out a couple of times a few years ago, believe it or not I asked him out, it didn't work out (sketchy), we remained casual friends... Jay and Jerry are complete pranksters, and have been best friends for years... Poor Derrick... I can't tell you how many picture messages my phone has gotten of him in compromising positions LOL... He takes it in stride... Those boys crack me up...
So... of course it came as a big shock when they called to tell me Jerry was in the hospital... Jerry is a little taller than I am, mouthy, intelligent, and quick with jab or slam (all in fun)... He's an attractive man... the kind of face that always has the perfect amount of scruff, eyes that keep just enough back, you can't help but hang on every word, and a smile that is wicked and sweet all at the same time... He looks like a baseball player... I'm not sure what that means, probably that damn baseball hat he wears, even after I cut his hair...
The other set of double doors open, I turn... Michael?... Hi, Are you Michael?... Yes... Come with me... I walk with the nurse through the double doors, alot of the conversation is a blur... I get the key points though... Don't get upset when you see him... Keep it positive... If you need a break, step outside... DO NOT let him see you break down...
The nurse walks me to Jerry's room, I see the number, 251... Standing in the doorway... I feel it coming, the ache, my heart clenches, it's building... I press it down, push it as far back as I can, I will not let it show... He's laying in bed, machines whirring and beeping all around him... One checking his vitals, one helping him breathe, all these tubes... A woman is standing over him with a board, letters in different rows and colors on one side, and pictures in squares on the other... She's helping him spell something out... The nurse that walked me to the room explains to me that Jerry can't speak, he has to use his fingers to answer yes or no questions... They finish spelling the word... Bitch... The other nurse giggles, evidently its not the first time...
I walk in, put my stuff down... Standing in his line of sight, I see it in his eyes, the spark of recognition... I walk over to the bed, put his hand in mine, lean in and kiss him on the cheek, he squeezes... Damn boy, your hair is long... We doin' the usual? One finger goes up (Yes)... I unpack my stuff, prep, and start cutting... Do you have any cute doctors? Two fingers go up (No)... Cute Nurses? Two fingers go up... Want me to go search one out for you, drag them up back here? One finger goes up... We should do highlights, He flips me the bird... So goes our conversation for the next 4 hours... He gets tired and we take breaks, I can't finish his haircut, unable to get to the back of his head... I tell him he is rockin' a mullet... I get the finger again... I am getting ready to leave, Jerry is really tired and doesn't want to cut anymore... I ask him if he wants me to come back... One finger (the good one)... Jay walks in... He had gone to the airport, Jay's Mom was flying in to see Jerry... Hes been up there night and day, he looks tired... Jay tells Jerry that he will be right back, He's going to walk me down...
Jay tells me that Jerry has PML (I'm attaching a link, I can't even pronounce some of the words), He explains more in layman's terms that Jerry's nervous system is shutting down... The doctors have given him about 45 days, at most... Jay is a big guy, huge, muscular, about one and a half of me wide, solid, with a killer smile and piercing eyes... I've never seen him like this... I'm not sure of what to say... Nothing I say will comfort him or bring him peace... I give him a hug, he breaks down... Folds in on me... He's shaking... I feel a wave coming... Push it down... Not now... We stand in the hallway, I don't know how long... It's silent again... He lifts his head and whispers thank you... He wants to pay me... I tell him no, I just need you to get some rest... You look like shit... I get a half smile... Keep me updated, and if you need anything please call me... We go in opposite directions...
I walk out of the hospital... My pace quickens... I'm practically running to my car... Unlock... Sit, and allow myself to feel it all... The flood gates are open... No holding back now... Sobbing uncontrolabley...
As I sit here writing this entry, I realize... I'm not mourning his life or death... I mourn his loss of freedom... He is a man trapped... Limited mobility and time... It breaks my heart...

As always, Be Kind To Yourselves...

It's About Time...The Big Hands Saga Draws To A Close...

2007-07-02T16:40:00.000-05:00

Sorry I haven't posted in a while... As we all know... Sometimes life gets in the way of living... So... Here we go... What you've all been waiting for... Monday the 25th of June, my appointment with Big Hands 4:30, can't be late... It was a busy day, I had to run my normal Monday errands and get to an earlier than normal appointment... I arrived about 4:00, excitement building... I've decided to do it... I'm going to ask Big Hands out...
I'm sitting in my car, listening to Journey (man, that Steve Perry has a voice on him)... Anyway, the door opens Big Hands comes out with one of his clients... Big Hands waves and says come on in... I get out of my car, walk up the steps and meet Big Hands on the porch...
Syn: Hey how are you?
Big Hands: Good, how are you?
Syn: Good... no hug... hmmm
Big Hands: Come on in... I need to prep...
Syn: Thats fine, I need to pee...
I finish peeing, as I'm washing my hands, staring myself down in the mirror... You can do it, I know you can... Just ask him... I finish, walk down stairs and into the massage room, hes there, smooth face, shorts, and a T-shirt... Damn...
Syn: Hey... I smile
Big Hands: Hey... he smiles
Syn: So tell me, my last appointment you were heading to Pensacola for Memorial Day weekend... How was it? Did you have a good time?
Big Hands: Oh wow... yeah it was great... I had a great time... he pauses, looks me dead in the eye
Syn: Thats awesome... his smile fades
Big Hands: I met someone...
Syn: did someone just punch me in the gut... Thats... Great... I did the fake smile (I hate it, but couldn't do anything else)
Syn: Thats Awesome... his smile returns
Big Hands: He is really nice... of course he is Hes tall, blond hair, blue eyed... perfect... And he lives here... of course he does
Syn: Thats great... Well... Good for you... Thats... Just... Well good...
Big Hands: I'm going to leave you... you just did for a few minutes... Let you get ready... I'll be back in a few... probably bringing him in here to introduce us
I honestly don't know what was going through my mind... The rest of my session, I was pretty much on auto pilot... I don't remember much of the conversation after that... I do remember, telling him I thought it was great (and meaning it) that he found someone... They are taking it slow... He sounded as giddy as a hairdresser who has fallen for his massage therapist... The thing I am most proud of, that I will remember... I told him... I said it out loud... I told him I would still crush on him... He said... Thats fine, with a smile... Not a great response, but its not about the response... I put it out there, (kind of) I opened myself up, (a little) to the possibilities... Opened up to someone else being a part of my life... I thoroughly enjoyed my crush, and the possibility of more...
It's not Earth shattering, no revelation... It's me learning more about me... When you have been alone for a while, I think sometimes you can fall into a trap... A cycle... Going day to day, in the same routine, doing what you do...
I don't want to be that guy, that wakes up one day, regretting missed opportunities, singing that shoulda... woulda... coulda... song... I want to fall in love many times before I'm done... So, anyway, thats my story and I'm sticking to it...
As always, Be kind to yourselves... I'm fine thanks for asking... ;)

I Got Tagged... Here Are My " Pieces Of Eight "

2007-06-23T06:08:00.000-05:00

So, I got tagged by Shaney... There is a Meme floating around where you tell 8 things people don't know about you... Sound easy? Hmmm... Ready Set Go:

1.) I am a total bastard... LOL... No really, When my Mom and Dad divorced, she left Georgia and went home to the farm... No one knew she was pregnant, especially my Father, 8 months later, (I'm a premy) a push, and a scream, here I am... I'm not sure how my Father found out I had arrived (I think an Uncle). So, See, I live up to my name LOL... ;)

2.) Evidently, I'm too weird to date... One guy told me that more people would be interested in me if I took all my piercings out and dressed more normal, didn't fuck with my hair so much ie: whatever his tastes were at the time... Another guy told me I'm too nice to date, that my personality didn't match my appearance... I'm assuming with the piercings and tattoos, I give off more of an aggressive, bad boy image... When I'm actually kinda nice and would do anything for my guy... Weird HUH? I say Fuck em' all... We will find each other when we find each other.

3.) A lot of my blog friends don't know this... One of my fears, (my Dad had an accident when he was younger) motorcycles... In 2003, I took the Rider's Edge course, passed with flying colors and got my license :)..... Here is a photo of me on my motorcycle, riding the tail of the dragon... 11 miles, 318 curves... Holy Shit, there is such a sense of freedom, adrenaline rush... I can't describe it...
4.) I sleep with a stuffed animal at night... She is a 30 inch long, rather large leopard... I don't have pets, my roommate is allergic... as a joke, I got her and told him I went out and bought a cat, he laughed and I've slept with her ever since...

Hmmm... This is Harder Than You Think...

5.) I am a 13 year old boy, trapped in a 36 year old body... I love video games, comics, and cartoons... current favorite cartoon... Naruto

6.) I haven't had sex in 6 months... Hows that for something you really didn't want to know... I should also clarify (with another person).

7.) I can honestly say, with all the shit that has happened or I've done to myself... I am truly happy, with my life, myself, my career... I just need to clean my house... Then everything would be perfect... LOL

8.) I believe there is a hero in all of us... Although, sometimes playing the villain is so much more fun. Today, I feel like playing the hero... I don't know If I've met all the requirements for "Pieces of Eight", you guys know more about me... Maybe too much LOL, but I guess that is the point... I'm going to tag : Gina Bruce... Famous... DwightSupremacy... Pragm@ist... Katie O... About A Boy... Clever Fool... Too Compelling To Ignore... Those are my eight, for many different reasons... Mainly, I'm curious... Anyway, be kind to yourselves... I'm great, thanks for asking.

Phobia

2007-06-18T07:09:00.000-05:00

Phobia: An unreasonable sort of fear that can cause avoidance and panic.
Phobias are a relatively common type of anxiety disorder.

Okay, so a little before I turned 30, I started working on my fears... I don't think I have that many, and most are mild... This particular phobia is one of the bigger ones... I know the how and when and the who and where... Over the years tho, it compounded, growing in on itself, to almost crippling levels... Complete avoidance, panic, and anxiety... To the point of not going to pool parties, going out with friends on the lake in a boat, even laying out by the pool had it's anxious moments, I would make excuses and generally avoided those situations... I'm talking about Hydrophobia (fear of water).
Yesterday, I took my first steps in conquering this fear... I had my first swim lesson... It was awesome, I did a lot better than I thought I would, and had fun doing it.
It fascinates me how much of our lives are controlled by a single thought (I can't)... I never said it once during class, or thought it... I opened myself up to the possibility of I CAN... and I did...
What an amazing feeling... I'm not over my fear, but I do feel better, about being in water... We will see what the next class holds... Now I know, I Can do it...
Besides, who doesn't want to look at or like this... Sue... Want to join me? ;)

The Day I Met Francesco D'Macho... or... Move Over Big Hands, Well For A Minute Anyway...

2007-06-10T08:17:00.000-05:00

Thursday was an insane day... I was slammed (out sick Wednesday) some of my people had to move to an already packed Thursday... 9am to 7pm, I'm like Bam, Bam, Pow... Anyway, I get home... Ahh, peace and quiet... Check my email... Hmmm... Comment from Sue, (thats weird, I haven't posted anything new) I check it out... Holy Shit... Francesco D'macho is in Atlanta for one night only, at WETbar... I am talking about... this man...

Winner of a Grabby (most versatile) at the 2007 AVN awards (congrats), star of his own videoblog MachoTube (on youtube check it out), One of the hottest new talents at Hot House Entertainment, and an incredibly sexy man.

Partnered to this man,
Francois Sagat, also incredibly sexy...

(Hot Power Couple, Move over Becks and Posh)... They are also my inspiration for the gym (not kidding)... Anyway... I head to the gym, (of course) come home, shower, head out... I walk into WETbar and literally Francesco walks by heading up to SKYbar, (rooftop bar) my heart starts pounding... I'm nervous... OMGoddess that man is beautiful... I head to the bar, grab a beer and get a table,taking in my surroundings, (I've never been here before) It's actually quite nice... Okay, beer number 2, (I'm still anchored to my table) I'm glad I wore a dark shirt, I've got sweaty pits... My friend Jeff walks in (they are having a Birthday party for a friend of his) we chat for a minute, introductions, hello hello... They are off, I'm still anchored to the table... I'm on a mission tho... I make my way up the stairs, another bar... Hmmm I think I'll have a beer (#3)...
SKYbar is amazing, it opens out into the Alanta skyline, sofas, fireplace, (not that we need it tonight, it's perfect out) I look around... there he is... Francesco is seated on one of the sofas with (come to find out later) the manager of the bar, not very many people here yet... Oh, look a table... Okay, I know, I'm anchored to another table, but at least I'm on the same patio with him... What... I'm SHY...
Jeff comes out to where I'm seated... Awww, he brought me a beer... #4...we chat, hes giving me the skinny on the who, what, when, where, and how many times... So here we are, Me and Jeff, sitting across SKYbar (not even 10 feet) from the sexiest man I have ever seen, I am trying to work up my courage to go over and introduce myself... say hello... It's gotten busier and now hes surrounded by all these beautiful guys, my heart is pounding in my chest, I've put it off long enough... Jeff says he is heading out... Hes got a long day tomorrow... I say my goodbyes... I down my beer... Hes standing, heres my chance...
I walk over, Hes talking, there is a break in conversation, I touch his arm, (good god) it's firm...
Here we go...
Syn- Francesco, he turns, those eyes (I feel Big Hand's Stupid coming... I push it down) Hello, I just wanted to come over and introduce myself, I'm Michael, (I shake his hand)... I post comments on your blog as Synrgy... I see the light of recognition in his eyes, he smiles (god, hes sexy).
Francesco- Yes, I thought I recognized you, I've commented on yours, I think...
Syn- Ive been sitting over at that table trying to work up the courage to come over here and introduce myself... I'm shy.
Francesco- I am shy to... he gives me a big hug, I tell him...
Syn- Sue and Doug wanted me to tell you hello... his eyes light up like a little boy at Christmas...
Francesco- Do you know them personally?
Syn- No, no, just from blogging.
Francesco- They are great... and Sue...
Syn- I know... She's awesome, I don't know Doug that well, but he seems really nice.
Francesco- He is. he smiles that smile, good god...
Francesco- I heard that they have posted something on their blogs...
Syn- Yes.
Francesco- Tell them I'm sorry I haven't had a chance to respond I don't have my blackberry with me...
Syn- I will... I smile...
Syn- They are the ones that told me you would be here...
Syn- I look him up and down... There is no way you eat M&M's for breakfast...
Francesco- Yes I do, see... he lifts up his shirt, oh god...
Syn- Shut up, whatever... we both laugh...
Syn- Congratulations on your award... and on the video blog...
Francesco- Thank you... Do you like it?... almost embarrassed...
Syn- Yes of course, I love it, it's awesome...
Syn- When are you going back home to see Francois... he smiles...
Francesco- I am touring the states, then back home.
Syn- Well, like Sue says... I shake my finger at him... Don't forget to take some time for yourself... he laughs...
Francesco- Sue is Sweet.
He introduces me to the manager of the club, we all chat...
Syn- Francesco, do you mind if I get a photo?

Francesco- Yes of course, but you have to promise me, you will put it in your blog...
Syn- try and stop me... I promise... I smile...
Francesco- Do you have a camera?
Syn- Oh look, theres one, here in my pocket... he smiles...
We get a guy, well Francesco does, to take our picture, he looks at it, I look at it, Francesco looks at it...
Francesco- Good... lets do another, a fun one... there are 75 different "fun" scenarios that go through my mind in the 2 to 3 seconds it takes me to respond...

Syn- Sure, okay... I cup his right pec... LOL... He cups mine, well my little one...
Syn- Yours are bigger than mine... much bigger, good god... he laughs, we look at the photo...
Francesco- Thats great...

I get a photo of him with a couple of beefy boys... (cute)... really cute...

Francesco says he wants to get a group shot... I love my imagination... I take the camera and get into position to take the photo... Francesco looks up...
Francesco- No, you to.
Syn- awww...
Francesco takes the camera and finds some random guy to take the group shot... giggle...

Syn- Francesco, Thank You so much... It was so very nice meeting you...
Francesco- It was nice meeting you. Are you staying?... I wish, but its late...
Syn- No. I have an early day tomorrow... he gives me a big hug... I whisper in his ear...
Syn- You take care of yourself... he feels nice...
Francesco- You to...
I'm off, I head downstairs, out of the bar, down to my car, get in, and breathe... I drive home with the biggest smile on my face, (that still hasn't come off) and that was the day I met the one and only Francesco D'macho, one of the sexiest men alive, and one of the nicest guys you would ever want to meet...
Francesco, you are an amazing man, it was such a pleasure meeting you... Thank You.
As always, be kind to yourselves, I'm doing great, Thanks for asking...

Why I'm Such A MO'... The Big Hands Saga Continues...

2007-05-21T07:23:00.000-05:00

Okay, here we go... Appointment day, I'm early... I pull up in the driveway, listening to Boston: More Than A Feeling... I love this song... I sit in the driveway waiting/daydreaming, when Big Hands opens the door and comes out on the porch... Hey, (Syn), How are you?... Are you ready? Huh... Hey... OMGoddess, He's standing there in shorts and a sleeveless T-Shirt, of course I imagine alot less, He's also sporting new facial hair, a Fu Man Chu, which broadcasts his smile 50 more feet, and accentuates those oh so kissable lips... I don't know what it is, when I get around Big Hands, I get completely stooooopid. I'm not sure, but I must have told him 10 times how hot it looked on him, how good he looked with the Fu , and that was just down the hallway, He smiles that smile and blushes and those eyes that look all the way inside you hearing your every thought, leans in close and says thank you, ... We stop just short of the restroom, Do you need to go, before we start... Standard question for us... I PP, come out of the restroom and start up all over again... I just cant get over it, that looks so good on you, my mind is telling my mouth to shut up, but it's not listening, then the stooopid train derails...
Do you have any leather?... If it were possible, my brain not only farted, it took a big ol' smelly shit... I could not believe those words came out of my mouth, I almost looked around to see who had said that... He smiles and blushes again, and says yes... He used to but an ex went crazy on him and got rid of it all... I told him I could see him riding a motorcycle... chaps, gloves , leather jacket... He said he wanted one... Oh the images that went through my mind... This is the closest I could find...
So I strip down, I'm laying face up on the table, before he comes into the room, I hear him go out onto the back patio and turn on the jacuzzi... Score, YAY, Hes gonna ask me after my session to get in the jacuzzi... He comes in we start the session and its great, we chat, laugh, our breathing is in unison, I am truly relaxed, so relaxed in fact, I completely get lost in us, and bone up... Raging Boner... Wouldn't be so bad, but I'm face up... Umm Yeah... Luckily I keep my eyes closed for most of the session... It's over already... Damn... I get up get dressed and walk out of the room, He brings me a water... I pay we set up my next appointment... Any second he will ask if I want to soak... Okay (SYN) I'll see you next month... Huh... Damn... We walk out onto the front porch and he gives me a big hug, I stop dead in my tracks... Next door, there is a large tree, looks like a bonsai, and behind it, is the most amazing sunset... It's absolutely beautiful, I look at him, he looks at me, he smiles, I smile... I tell him that he is lucky, he gets to see this everyday, He gives me another big hug, and then tells me that he can also see it from the backyard and from the jacuzzi... I pause for a moment... Nothing, Damn... I get in the car and head to the grocery store... Pint of Ben&Jerry's... Head home...
The next day, I'm at work, a co-worker says... Big Hands is down at starbucks... I'm going to get a water I'll be right back... I get my water, "accidentally" run into Big Hands... He smiles that smile... Hey how are you... (Stupid Sets In) Hey... I'm... getting a water for work... Um, good to see you... I'm back in the salon, my next client is in my chair, we are discussing what we are going to do... In walks Big Hands... Oh you are with a client, I'll... No it's okay, I leave my client and walk up front... Big Hug, we talk for a second... I knew you worked around here but didn't know where... After his meeting, he actually took time out of his schedule to look for my salon... Awww... He leaves, I apologize to my client, my client saw him and knows the story... He said there was no need to apologize... Friday rolls around, my parking place is taken, I have to park at the other end of the mall, and run into him again, Big Hug, ( he looks good) we chat for a minute, then off to work...
I really like this Crush, this feeling, and my fear is firmly planted... So until I grow some balls, I guess it will remain the same... Since this appointment there was another... this past Monday, I'm a lazy blogger, I know, I will get around to that one soon... Until then... Be Kind To Yourselves...

Where Tha Jack Rabbit? ..... Tha Remix!!!

2007-05-03T18:58:00.001-05:00

Y'all... I can't say it... Just watch this! I mean it...

BTW... NSFW!!! (It's My First Time)

I'm a shirker... Is that even a word?...

2007-05-02T21:33:00.000-05:00

Okay... So I haven't posted in a while... But whatever... April has been a very busy month... Lets break it down now...
April 1st ( Ciccoco's B'day )
work work work
April 8th ( Easter with the Fam, In Bamalam )
work work work
April 15th ( My B'day ) Syn is an old Bitch
work work work
April 18th ( Kaori's B'day ) Kaori is also an old Bitch ( giggle ) I'm soooo dead...
work ( short week )
April 21st ( trip to Florida ) Working a wedding ( nice little get away ) not too much work :)
April 23rd ( Big Hands Appointment )
work work work
April 28th & 29th ( Big Drunk Weekend ) Kaori, is HELL on my liver... giggle

Okay here we go...
Ciccoco's B'day you saw from the pics... awesome time... Easter with my Family was great, I went to Sister Cinny's church, got to hear her sing ( it's been a while ) wow... she has an amazing voice... got a little choked up... must have been the pollen, of course I am the only guy in church on Easter Sunday with platinum blonde hair and wearing solid black...
1. I don't like dressing up
2. Please, I'm a hairdresser, We only own black clothing, besides I thought black and red would be too menacing... ;)
My birthday was tons of fun, the kids surprised me with a trip to BJ Roosters ( my new favorite bar ) they have go-go dancers on the bar and you can get a lap dance, which I did, courtesy of Ciccoco... Btw... Ciccoco, even got in drag ( first time ) for the big event...

Kaori's Birthday was fun, I took her to dinner, we went to Carpe Diam great little place in Decatur, then of course I had to go out of town for work which I didn't take my camera... I need to do that more... The Bride was beautiful, and the wedding & reception went smoothly... Hopefully I can get copies of the pictures that were taken, most of the ones of me were taken with a mutual friend of mine and the Brides ( Big Tittie Ashley ) and pretty much involve me cupping her right breast, boob, tit, jug, ta ta, ect.... you get the jist...
So the last weekend of the month... Ahhh... peace, quiet, tranquil... No... Kaori's B'day bash at Spark... Holy shit... we had sooooo much fun... Of course we went back to BJ's on Sunday night... giggle... Got a lap dance for Kaori... It just seemed right... You know?

Oh, BTW... I haven't forgotten, I mentioned the appointment with Big Hands earlier... I'll post about that later... Just let it be known... I'm a big Mo'...

Disco de Ciccoco '07 Pics... More to come.

2007-04-10T13:02:00.000-05:00

By the pricking of my thumb...
(Did I mention I went blonde ?)

Ciccoco on the floor... Meals on Wheels...
(food and skates don't mix)

Syn, Liz, & Ciccoco
(music video in the making...)

Something wicked this way comes...
(Kaori, evil incarnate)

Cameron & Syn
(isn't he just the cutest thing)

Lateasha
(The Diva That Will Leave Ya... Wantin' More)

Disco de Ciccoco '07

2007-04-03T13:27:00.000-05:00

Sunday April 1st was my roommate and good friend Ciccoco's 40th Birthday... We decided to revisit our past and have a skate party... Think... Olivia Newton-John (Xanadu) meets Linda Blair (Roller Boogie)... We rented a skating rink for the night, hired a drag DIVA to perform, grabbed the booze, and invited freaks, geeks, dolls with balls, fags and hags to the first annual Disco de Ciccoco... First annual, because it will happen again... We had so much fun... I highly recommend if you have a skating center in your town and a crazy bunch of people or unknowing B'day boy/girl... Uh...I'm just sayin'.
Let me give you a rundown of the evening... We get the rink starting at 10pm, from 7pm to 9pm they do roller derby... Hot chicks duking it out at high speeds... We assumed that from 9pm to 10 pm would be turn over (cleaning and prepping) for the next party, and we were told that we could come early to set up our party... So, I'm ready and in the car on my way to the skate center, my phone rings (actually vibrates, it's between my legs), It's Liz, the conversation goes like this...

Liz- Hey, where are you ?
Syn- Hey, I'm on my way there, should be 5 minutes.
Liz- You are NOT going to believe whats going on.
Syn- What?
Liz- They are having gospel skate.
Syn- What, What did you say?
Liz- They are having GOSPEL SKATE!
Syn- As in a Church Group?
Liz- Uh, Yeah...
Syn- You have got to be fucking kidding me...
Liz- Uh, No...
Syn- Do you know what I'm wearing ?
Liz - Uh, No...
Syn- My hair is all jacked up, red and black cat eye contacts, a red sleeveless T-shirt with the 4 horsemen of the apocalypse on the front, and black wings...
Liz- Shut Up... Hahahaha... LOLOLOLOLOLOL
Syn- I'll be there in a minute... Click
I get there...
Liz- LOLOLOLOLOLOL
Syn- How much longer will they be here?
Liz- LOLOLOLOLOLOL, Hehehehe, till 10 I think...
Syn- Shut Up.
Liz- We have to start setting up.
Liz- I'm going to start taking stuff in, oh, by the way, the ice machine is broken, We need ice.

Let me pause here... Did I mention that this particular skating rink is outside the city of Atlanta, in a small suburb... Stone Mountain... claim to fame... a general on a horse carved into the side of a large rock... They don't have very many people like us running around out there.
Anyway, I go and get ice... (only a few stares) come back and help set up... Kaori, who set up the entertainment and got the hottie photographer is sitting in her car with a HUGE grin on her face... I know now that we are going to hell... Actually, the church crowd was very nice, they actually held the door for me a couple of times, as I was bringing in my cooler of beer and liquor, and didn't bat an eye at the cake, which had a picture of Ciccoco from halloween last year in practically nothing etched in icing... Anyway the night went off without a hitch, Ciccoco had a great time and was very surprised... It was a memorable 40th for him, and after all, thats all that matters... I will post pictures as they become available... You have to see this shit for yourself...

LOL... This Made Me Pee A Little....

2007-03-27T06:08:00.001-05:00

The movie is amazing... Saw it last Monday... I'm so moving to Sparta... What do you mean it's not there anymore? (blink) (blink)

Does Anybody Know....

2007-03-13T06:16:00.000-05:00

1. Why I am such a Chicken Shit? (I didn't ask Big Hands out)
2. What Happened to MattV2.0?
3. Why 2(x)ist no show briefs squish my junk, and C-in2 no show briefs don't?

Big Hands

2007-03-09T06:42:00.000-05:00

My next appointment with Big Hands is on Monday... Ive mentioned him in previous post... So don't act like you don't know who I'm talking about.
Big Hands is my massage therapist... I'm debating whether or not to post his picture, just so you can get the full magnitude of he who is Big Hands. Call it lust, call it infatuation, call it "hangin outside his bedroom window" obsession, you can call it whatever you like. I like me some Big Hands. He is the nicest guy, close with his family, a sweet genuine person... In my head... Honestly I don't know much about him other than the talks we have while hes rubbing me down. He seems all those things, plus hes sexy as hell. Alright, fine I'll post his picture.

I've been thinking about asking Big Hands out... not at the appointment... but a phone call later... whether he says yes or no, not a big deal, I've been rejected before, I'm sure it will happen again... It's all part of it... I guess I wont know till I try...

This Cracks My Shit (Literally)

2007-02-28T15:32:00.000-05:00

Thanks to the kids over at 377 South Pope Street, I've had an incredibly fun lunch... I'm still laughing as I type this... So without further ado, here is the funniest shit ever. (Literally)

We've all been there but don't like to admit it. As much as we try
to convince ourselves otherwise, the WORKPOOP is inevitable. For
those who hate pooping at work, following is the Survival Guide for
taking a dump at work.

CROP DUSTING:
When farting, you walk briskly around the office so the smell is not
In your area and everyone else gets a whiff but doesn't know where
it came from. Be careful when you do this. Do not stop until the
full fart has been expelled. Walk an extra 30 feet to make sure the
smell has left your pants.

FLY BY:
This is the act of scouting out a bathroom before pooping. Walk in
and check for other poopers. If there are others in the bathroom,
leave and come back again. Be careful not to become a FREQUENT
FLYER. People may become suspicious if they catch you constantly
going into the bathroom

ESCAPEE:
This is a fart that slips out while taking a leak at the urinal or
forcing a poop in a stall. This is usually accompanied by a sudden
wave of embarrassment. If you release an escapee, do not acknowledge
it.
Pretend it did not happen. If you are standing next to the farter in
the urinal, pretend you did not hear it. No one likes an escapee. It
is uncomfortable for all involved.
Making a joke or laughing makes both parties feel uneasy.

JAILBREAK:
When forcing a poop, several farts slip out at a machine gun pace.
This is usually a side effect of diarrhea or a hangover. If this
should happen, do not panic. Remain in the stall until everyone has
left the bathroom to spare everyone the awkwardness of what just
occurred.

COURTESY FLUSH:
The act of flushing the toilet the instant the poop hits the water .
This reduces the amount of airtime the poop has to stink up the
bathroom. This can help you avoid being caught doing the WALK OF
SHAME.

WALK OF SHAME:
Walking from the stall, to the sink, to the door after you have just
Stunk up the bathroom. This can be a very uncomfortable moment if
someone Walks in and busts you. As with farts, it is best to pretend
that the smell does not exist. This very uncomfortable walk can be
avoided with the use of the COURTESY FLUSH.

OUT OF THE CLOSET POOPER:
This is a colleague who poops at work and is damn
proud of it. You will often see an Out of the Closet
Pooper enter the bathroom with a newspaper or magazine
under his or her arm. Always look around the office
for the Out of the Closet Pooper before entering the
bathroom.

THE POOPING FRIENDS NETWORK (P.F.N.):
A group of co-workers who band together to ensure
emergency pooping goes off without incident. This
group can help you to monitor the whereabouts of Out
of the Closet Poopers, and identify SAFE HAVENS.

SAFE HAVENS:
A Safe Haven is a seldom-used bathroom somewhere in
the building where you can least expect visitors. Try
floors that are predominantly of the Opposite sex.
This will reduce the odds of a pooper of your sex
entering the bathroom.

TURD BURGLAR:
This is someone who does not realize that you are in
the stall and
tries to force the door open. This is one of the most
shocking and
vulnerable moments that can occur when taking a poop
at work. If this occurs, remain in the stall until the
Turd Burglar leaves. This way you will avoid all
uncomfortable eye contact.

CAMO-COUGH:
A phony cough that alerts all new entrants into the
bathroom that you are in a stall is called a
Camo-Cough. This can be used to cover-up a WATERMELON,
or to alert potential Turd Burglars. The Camo-Cough is
Very effective when used in conjunction with an
ASTAIRE.

ASTAIRE:
An Astaire is a subtle toe-tap that is used to alert
potential Turd
Burglars that you are occupying a stall. This will
remove all doubt
That the stall is occupied. If you hear an Astaire,
leave the bathroom immediately so the pooper Can poop
in peace.

WATERMELON:
A watermelon is a big poop that creates a loud splash
when hitting the toilet water. This is also an
embarrassing incident. If you feel a Watermelon coming
on, create a diversion. See CAMO-COUGH.

HAVANA OMELET:
A case of diarrhea that creates a series of loud
splashes in the
Toilet water. Often accompanied by an Escapee. Try
using a Camo-Cough with an Astaire.

UNCLE TODD:
An Uncle Todd is a bathroom user who seems to linger
around forever. This person could spend extended
lengths of time in front of the mirror or Sitting on
the pot. An Uncle Todd makes it difficult to relax
while on the crapper, as you should always wait to
poop when the bathroom is empty. This benefits you as
well as other bathroom attendees.

Killer Queen Is Stuck In My Head

2007-02-23T18:41:00.001-05:00

It's Good I Love This Song... There Are Worse Songs To Have Up There... ie... The Gilligan's Island Theme !

Coffee + Blogs = Great Start To My Day...

2007-02-19T08:48:00.000-05:00

Everyday at 6:00 am my alarm goes off ( for 2 weeks now, I've gotten up to Boston's - More Than A Feeling ) I get my coffee, and sit down in front of my computer... I don't watch the morning shows, or the news, and I don't read the paper ( funnies and horoscopes don't count )... I read blogs... The blogs in my list ( which, I need to update )... The blogs on their lists and so on... I get my news (sort of ) updates on whats going on with people I don't know, from places I haven't been ( yet )... This morning I ran across this, which cracks me up ( Word Cloud ). Check it out... This is mine... Shit made the list... evidently I use that word alot...

Nephew Update... Thank You

2007-02-16T06:33:00.000-05:00

Just wanted to say Thank You for the thoughts, prayers... My nephew came through the surgery fine... They are back home now, and so am I... The Doctors are giving this a 50/50 chance of working, so we are hopeful... Now It's just a waiting game... Like I said ... Thank You

I Need Some Help....

2007-02-11T19:25:00.000-05:00

So far I've posted extremely random shit... But not today... Growing up gay, you come to terms with shit other people take for granted... I will never have the 4 bedroom ranch and picket fence, the perfect wife, the 2.2 kids, and a dog that chews my slippers... I wont be growing old with her, watching our children grow and mature into men and women, that we are extremely proud of... That being said... I am truly okay with that... I've dealt with it, and have moved on with my life, as it should be. A HUGE part of that coping process, however, has been my nieces and nephews, they are my babies, and I adore every single one of them, as if they are my own. I am extremely proud of the people they are growing up to be, and I feel a big part of that process.
I will be traveling to Alabama on Wednesday... My 14 year old nephew... Justin... Football, Basketball, Baseball, Extreme Skater, Dirt Biker, Gamer, even Golf... Hes my little daredevil... Me as a kid... Hes been diagnosed with a disease... Avascular Necrosis... He will be undergoing surgery on Wednesday morning... He has been told by the doctors that he will never play sports again, he is looking at hip replacement sooner than later, and arthritis will play a major role in his life, he will have limited mobility for the rest of his life.
I remember 14... My fears... My thoughts about the future, and never once did any of the things my little man is going through or will go through ever crossed my mind.
I ask a favor to whoever reads this post... On Wednesday, Valentines Day... light a candle, say a prayer to whatever God, Goddess, or Deity you worship... If you don't have one... Send a good thought or positive energy... Just for my nephew to come through the surgery okay and for him to be at peace with his new path... You don't have to comment on this post... But good vibes are more than welcome...

Oh My..... And A Good Time Was Had By All

2007-02-06T20:48:00.000-05:00

Slowly but Surely... And don't call me Shirley

2007-02-06T13:57:00.000-05:00

LOL... a few of the pictures from last Friday are filtering in slowly but surely... I figured I would give you a little teaser. This is lil ol' Syn & Kaori... Doesn't She look sweet... I should send this to my Mommmer, tell her its a picture of me and my new girlfriend. Wonder how she will take that?I'll post more as they come.

Lets Play Catch Up

2007-02-04T13:10:00.000-05:00

A few weeks ago my friend Kaori, who I mentioned in a previous post, asked if I would Judge a Pageant... Now let me tell you a little about me... I'm Shy, not the coy shy, but people shy, I get a little anxious in crowds, new environments, so on and so forth... I know that sounds strange coming from the Biggayhairdresser, I mean I can stand in front of a crowd as a platform artist, doing education, showing new techniques, but thats my comfort zone ( BTW, I haven't done a show in years, I like being behind the chair too much ). So back to the story... So Kaori asked if I would judge the Pageant... To know Kaori is to love Kaori, Shes infectious, happy, funny, you would do anything for her... Thought process, you would think we were separated at birth, you get the picture... So of course I said Yes... Btw did I mention that this was at a Fetish Club ?
Phobia... The Love Hurts Party... Oddly appropriate... Anyway, Me being the Jeans and T-Shirt kinda guy (work and play drag... I like comfort)... I had to go shopping... Go Figure.
Atlanta Leather Company... I had been here before, buying chaps for my bike, so I knew they had more than just riding gear... Neoprene, Rubber, Second Skin, you get the sitch... So this past Friday was the night of the Show... Get ready, take a drive downtown, park in the Arby's parking lot, go to the red door, and ring the doorbell... What the hell have I gotten myself into?
Anyway, I had a great time, the Show/Pageant was a hit, the music was awesome, I even got on stage to award the winner... Hopefully the pictures come out good... I'll post them here, of course. Who knows... I may have found a new outlet... BTW, I'm feeling fine, Thanks for asking.

Disclaimer

2007-01-29T14:40:00.001-05:00

So Look It... I'm Not An Advocate For Drug Use... I've Never Taken Drugs Nor Do I Plan On Doing So In The Near Or Far Future... The Occasional Beers Or A Few Glasses Of Wine And I'm Good... Nicotine Doesn't Count... That Being Said... I Can't Get This Song Out Of My Head.
My Friend Kaori, Maker Of Fab Hairpieces ( Cyber LoX ) Has Her Work Featured In This Video... Can I Just Say This Song Rocks And The Video Is Great... Maybe It's The South Park Thing LOL ....

Release The Hounds

2007-01-29T13:36:00.000-05:00

Holy Shit... Ive Been Meaning To Post This... It Was In Creative Loafing ( Local Rag ) 2 Weeks Ago... ROFLOL
There Are Too Many Things That I Could Say... But The Most Obvious... Actually I Wont Even Go There... But You Guys Should... Caption This... It Would Make Me Laugh...

Forgive Me Dermatologist For I Have Tanned

2007-01-21T08:29:00.000-05:00

Okay... It's mid January, and I did it... Not once but twice... I TANNED... There I said it... It's out in the open and the weight has been lifted, Ahhhhh. I know it's bad for me, I've talked with my dermatologist, I've read the reports, and yes... I feel a lil guilty... I don't consider myself to be vain... However working in front of a mirror all day long... I'm so pale... dark circles... I look tired... sickly... rundown... not cute... So I did it... I went next door and tanned, and you know what... It felt good... wrapped in a warm cocoon of light, while 160 BPM were infusing my body and soul with energy on a cold cold January day... I mean really, whats more appetizing to you... which would you rather eat...

I Need A Lil Funny Today

2007-01-11T06:32:00.001-05:00

Nancy Drew & Big Hands

2007-01-08T10:36:00.000-05:00

In my previous post I mentioned Big Hands... Funny story... About 3 weeks before Christmas in a local gay rag there was an article... blah blah blah... ( I am being vague to protect the unknowing).
Big Hands was in there... It was love at first Pic... What else could I do, but do the full spin and transform myself from average everyday BigGayHairdresser to...
Yep... You guessed it... I went all Nancy Drew on Big Hands... Of course... Step 1. Google... A website but no contact information, another website discontinued number... Step 2. Ask my clients... I have to say most of my clients are a wealth of knowledge... Most of the time... No help here... Ive run out of options...
So Christmas came and went... I did my damage to myself... I need help... So I ask someone else's client (personal trainer) if he knew of a massage therapist who could take me right away... He gave me a name and number ... He was out of town... But He referred me to someone else, who was also out of town... Who referred me to someone else... Holy Shit would you believe that referral was to Big Hands... It was truly amazing... Out of the blue... Especially since I'm all about the threads in life anyway... Seeing how connected everything is... It's truly amazing... BTW... Big Hands Was Awesome... I am feeling better everyday... Thanks for asking...

Old Man

2007-01-07T12:22:00.000-05:00

Why do I feel like I'm falling apart at 35... It all started Christmas Day night... after the food... The 9 year old (lil jake) and the 14 year old (justin) and me the 13 year old trapped in the body of a 35 year old (Syn) went to lil jake's bedroom and were playing video games... I was winning... Of course... they dog piled me as the nephews do and I of course, being older, stronger, wiser stood up off the bed with them on my back... OMGoddess... I realized when my head started swimming, the cold sweat, my legs buckling, and the sharp pain in my back that I may have done some damage... I threw them off my back and made my retreat, backing out of the room, slowly with no sudden movements... I will not show weakness... I will not give them an opening to exploit...
As the evening is winding down I say my goodbyes and head back to Atlanta... I'm House/Dog sitting over the holidays... Someone else's bed with 2 dogs shoved in your back, standing on your feet all day during the busy Holiday season... Not a good thing... Im standing, walking, and grunting like an 85 year old...So I get a call from Sister Cinny mother of the 14 year old... She ask how I am and tell her the whole story... Big Sister mode kicks in... A little mothering, but also major payback for the Meat Cookies incident... She and The 14 year old have taken to calling me The Old Man... Great.
So 5 chiropractic and 2 massage therapy (Big Hands) visits later... I'm feeling much better, thanks for asking...

Meat Cookies

2007-01-07T10:53:00.000-05:00

It's Christmas Eve... I'm hangin' with my Mom in Bamalama... It's becoming a tradition for us to cook on Christmas Eve... Well more like I watch and chat with her in the kitchen while she cooks... I don't cook, however, I am a superior mixer and stirrer of things... plus I still get the bowl for licking and am her favorite taste tester... actually I'm her favorite period... Ask any of my siblings, being the baby boy has it's perks LOL ...
Christmas Morning... Coffee ... I run outside for a smoke (yes)... I come back, Santa was here and gone... I had missed that man again this year... but he left me more than coal... So I guess I was good this year ;) We watch the Christmas Day Parade (Disney) Mom has an odd fascination with The Disney Channel... (we all have our things) by about 11:30 or 12:00 I get this raging headache... It's pounding... My Mom is slowly poisoning me... I tell her about my head ... She says "Maybe it's the lack of caffeine" Huh?... I couldn't wrap my head around it... She said "the coffee honey... it was Decaf" OMGoddess ... Woman what is wrong with you... you cant give an addict Decaf... Don't worry kids I got the real stuff later...
So we descend on Sister Payum's (southernese) house like crack whores on a well dressed business man... Merry Christmas, hello hello, catch up and snack... the kitchen table where we gather is a spread of southern delights... My favorite being my Mom's Sausage balls...

YUM... Big tradition in my family... no matter the gathering there is a tray (with my Mom's name taped to the bottom of it) full of these nuggets of love... bite size sausage cheese biscuits... I'm Home :)
Sister Cinny (southernese) arrives with her crew in tow and proudly presents her tray of assorted goodies... Merry Christmas, Hello Hello, catch up and snack... I point to a particular item on Sister Cinny's tray... Whats that... She said " I tried Mom's recipe for Sausage balls"... "But they didn't come out right"... LOL understatement... They were round and flat like cookies, not a nugget in the bunch... I completely fall into "little brother mode" ... Of course I cant resist... I'm eating them (they're actually really good) but I cant stop myself from giving her shit... It's the little brother in me... Dang Sister Cinny these sausage cookies are really good
over and over and over again... She's giving me the pissed off eyeball... Like when were younger... Its our nature... The nieces and nephews are in the den the adults are in the kitchen we've moved on to other subjects and the 9 year old nephew in his best southernese "Whoever made these Meat Cookies... they're real good" ... I thought I was going to piss myself I was laughing so hard... I'm Home... Merry Christmas

It's My blog I'll Cry If I Want To...

2007-01-07T10:37:00.000-05:00

So I'm way behind in my blogging... And being god of my Blog... I'm turning back time... I know it would be much cooler if I had sound effects... But here goes...

Be Gentle It's My First Time

2006-12-17T19:44:00.000-05:00

Merry Christmas Everyone...
It's A Time Of Giving And Receiving...
Sharing And Caring...
And Nothing Says Christmas To Me More Than
Fucking Reindeer ... And Other Assorted Goodies.