Nowhere fast
Today (again, technically yesterday) I learned something quite surprising. First of all, Maikeru would rather not shag Cillian Murphy. Second, he would rather shag Ben Affleck than Hugh Jackman. And not only that, he would actually shag a whole bunch of people rather than Hugh Jackman. I feel as if I should be offended on Jackmans behalf. "Haven't we had this conversation before?" Maikeru asked. "It's too absurd to sink in, it just boggles the mind," I told him.
At some point I asked Maikeru what kind of sex dreams he's had lately. Alas, he has no dreams other than ones in which his lab boss screams at him. "Well," I told him, "I remember a sex dream you had once". So I started outlining a dream he had when they were still casting people for Batman Begins, in which he was made love to by Batman. First he merely looked uncomfortable, telling me he would've thought he'd remember sex with Batman. Then, suddenly, his eyes lit up. He'd dreamt that he was involved with the casting process for Batman Begins, and there had been a clause in the contract dictating that whoever was cast as Batman would be required to have sex with him. The final decision was to be either Bruce Willis or Ben Affleck. In the dream he had been both terrified by the prospect of having to sex Bruce Willis and thrilled by the prospect of getting to sex Ben Affleck. Apparently there was no sex in the dream in the end.
And this is how I find out both that Hugh Jackman isn't half as close to the top of Maikerus list of shaggable actors as he logically should be and that Cillian Murphy is too waify and frail-looking to be considered even moderately shaggable.
But even though it's scandalous and mind-boggling, this is neither here nor there.
The thing is, whenever I see a guy I find something to look at, I ask Maikeru if he finds him shaggable. While in Stockholm, I saw a couple of guys who I would've liked to hear his opinion about, but he wasn't there to give it. Like this security guard who had a soft voice and a cute smile, for instance. When I told him about it he told me I should ask Martin about them, seeing as he was there. Sure, now that we're buddies on Facebook we're obviously real tight even though we only spent a couple of hours together. And the creepy thing is that I'll really end up doing just that... Then again, while I'm at it, I could gauge his opinion about Hugh Jackman.
Another pointless entry about nothing at all! Wow, where do these come from? Maybe I just shouldn't blog at 4 a.m. or something, right?
But really, who am I going to have these conversations with after I leave..?
At some point I asked Maikeru what kind of sex dreams he's had lately. Alas, he has no dreams other than ones in which his lab boss screams at him. "Well," I told him, "I remember a sex dream you had once". So I started outlining a dream he had when they were still casting people for Batman Begins, in which he was made love to by Batman. First he merely looked uncomfortable, telling me he would've thought he'd remember sex with Batman. Then, suddenly, his eyes lit up. He'd dreamt that he was involved with the casting process for Batman Begins, and there had been a clause in the contract dictating that whoever was cast as Batman would be required to have sex with him. The final decision was to be either Bruce Willis or Ben Affleck. In the dream he had been both terrified by the prospect of having to sex Bruce Willis and thrilled by the prospect of getting to sex Ben Affleck. Apparently there was no sex in the dream in the end.
And this is how I find out both that Hugh Jackman isn't half as close to the top of Maikerus list of shaggable actors as he logically should be and that Cillian Murphy is too waify and frail-looking to be considered even moderately shaggable.
But even though it's scandalous and mind-boggling, this is neither here nor there.
The thing is, whenever I see a guy I find something to look at, I ask Maikeru if he finds him shaggable. While in Stockholm, I saw a couple of guys who I would've liked to hear his opinion about, but he wasn't there to give it. Like this security guard who had a soft voice and a cute smile, for instance. When I told him about it he told me I should ask Martin about them, seeing as he was there. Sure, now that we're buddies on Facebook we're obviously real tight even though we only spent a couple of hours together. And the creepy thing is that I'll really end up doing just that... Then again, while I'm at it, I could gauge his opinion about Hugh Jackman.
Another pointless entry about nothing at all! Wow, where do these come from? Maybe I just shouldn't blog at 4 a.m. or something, right?
But really, who am I going to have these conversations with after I leave..?