nate is nate
nate is a cry
nate is ass
nate is doin it
nate is one of the few people with whom i use my real name
nate is a wild man
nate is back
nate is a fudgy
nate is scheduled to be neutered on 8/12 and will receive all his vaccinations
nate is told about this disease
nate is sure to be a success
nate is out for some time
nate is an affiliate of tesol and works in close cooperation with the british council and the english language office of public affairs section at the usa
nate is whatnate is also a top competitor in the gravity games and of course the summer x games
nate is well known for his work with 100 acrewood
nate is gayer then rob but rob is gayer then tyler and tyler is a homo in the closet


Go do this.
It's fun and silly.
Did you read the last one, it's frickin hilllll airious.

Trust Smeared Nutella

5 letter word, trust is. Sometimes the amount of meaning in that 5 letter word can be acutely overwhelming. We all use it on so many levels almost every hour of our lives. I trust that my banking information is safe on the internet. I trust that my job is secure with every penny I spend on things that I don't need. You trust that the driver on the other side of the street knows the rules of the road. Our dog trusts that we will feed him every night. Our cat trusts that the dog won't eat her. Kids trust their parents to bath them. Lover's trust partners have their best interests at heart. Married people trust each other, completely. How do we do that so easily? How do we know that it's going to be a mutual trust.

We don't.
We take risks.
With our trust.
Because we are strong human beings.
We know that if trust is taken, we have the power, skills, and determination to recoup from it.

I remember a time when my trust was taken, my life turned upside down. It was nasty. The most terrible thing that had happened to me. I was side-swiped. It hurt, i couldn't breath without a pain in my ribcage. I couldn't sleep. I was a zombie. I would just cry, or not cry.
I lost about 12 pounds in less than a week and a half. I could not eat.....i lie. I remember my best friends had just come from Italy, and brought back some authentic Nutella. I could eat Nutella, with pretzels. Isn't it funny what you remember.? Nutella saved my life. Well, that and Lorazapam.
Of course I talk of finding my EX - boyfriend, whom i lived with, on a date with another guy. Cute guy. But destructive little dude, thats for sure. I mean, not directly destructive, but discreetly destructive.
I recouped though, i came back.
Shit roles uphill i guess, cause i displaced my trust issues on to some other unfortunate soul..I am sure he bounced back too once I got myself together.

Thing is.....I sorta, in a really ...fucked up way....I cherish that trust being blown out of my life. It formed me in a really important way. I know it sounds sooooo contrived and clicheeeeed, but I was so strong after that incident. I mean, sure, it took me a while, but my self-esteem came back, and when it did it came back 4x stonger.

we take risks, we succeed, we fail. We grow, we learn, we hurt, we flourish.


( in case you were wondering, this all came to me in a really cool way. in that time of nutella nutrition, i was addicted, absolutely fucking totally addicted to Sarah McLachlan's "You do what you have to do", that Cd had just come out (Surfacing). It just came on my ipod and i was flooded with thoughts and memory.)
(( and most importantly because i talk to so many people in my theraputic role who struggle with this thing called trust, i am constatly thinking about it)).

the little things we hide

Heard on the radio today, the hosts talking about what paula says to Anthony Federov on American Idol:
"This week, your safe Anthony. Now let me stick my tongue in that hole in your throat and make a man out of you".

yowza....good times.

Last night i had just about the best damn piece of meat in my life. A nice big fat Filet Mignon with fabulously garlicky mashed potatoes. And then, for the appetizer get this......we had a goat cheese and pistachio cake. It was seared and topped with sprouts. watering mouth. foaming.
very good indeed.

hooliganism. has anyone ever heard of this? Does anyone know where this word came from or what it means? i do. I do, and you don't, more than likely. Any guesses.........i like the word. it's fun, like goat cheese cake.
with sprouts.
We have 5 evites. Yes that is correct 5 Evites in our box right now. Do that mean we are slowly edging up on Paris Hilton. That we are more popular than she? Do you think rich and famous people put out evites? That would be fun to see one of their evite accounts?
Anyway - one of the reminders came up in my AOL account today. in the subject heading it says this:


info@evite.com Evite: Reminder for cock............................Wed 4/27 10:52 PM


The full subject is
Reminder for cocktail/birthday party.
as though a reminder is needed.

A woman calls into work and tells her boss she won't be able to come to work today because she has anal glaucoma.
"What the hell is anal glaucoma?"
"Oh well, it means that I just can't possibly see my ass coming into work today"

badabum.

This is for real, not halloween or some special event. You have got to check out this website. Good stuff man.

Emotionally I think kevin was attached, but in terms of productivity I think he was willing to give something new a try. Saturday was my most favorite day this weekend, because we finally got a new VC. Yes....
A new
vacuum
Cleaner.
Very happy indeed. Considering Kevin's need to clean, we really needed to get this. The one we had was from 1975 and was a canister cleaner, with parts falling out of it all the time. Every time I tried to clean I would end up screaming....."mother f$#@#, god d@#@# piece of @#@#@"

I hated it, it would enrage me, it would produce tears of frustration.
Alas, that is all behind us now. And for that I am truly grateful. As a matter of fact, I vacuumed both days this weekend. Bliss.


Friday night we were in bed by 9:30, it was well worth it, felt great to be fully functional on Saturday.
I can't say the same thing for the way I felt on Sunday......Saturday night we went to some parties and had some drinks. Kevin said I showed my ass and acted out a little. Good times.
The first party we went to on Saturday was fun, if not mucho interesting. The neighbors were celebrating Passover and kept coming over the balcony to join us all. They were fun. Also fun was the elder man whom was once in the monastery. He was fun because he told of the lifestyle he came from, and where he was now......Obviously gay, as a matter of fact I think he was the caterer,,,,anyway it was fun.
Yesterday we went to see The Amityville Horror. I was very scared, more so than is natural. I was actually covering my eyes. I love to be scared and watch all movies that have any element of fear in them, but man, I think that as my ass gets older I am more fearful. Very strange, very strange indeed.
Of note for the movie,,,,,there was a woman there with two young kids, ages 3 and 5...in my estimate. I was so pissed, I mean here I was hiding my eyes and there she was just as happy as pie letting her kids see a movie about possession and ax wielding terror. Jackass.
Also of note was the annoyance of the people next to us. Both taking cell phone calls in the theatre.
Ring Ring
"yo, whas up? at the movies g."
"no man, i told you no more.....i can't do that...no man.....why?"
On and on and on. For a good 10 minutes.

I was so pissed, I could not believe it. Oh and they talked the whole movie and ate more food than Star Jones pre tummy staple.
Hate.
Annoying.

Although i liked them at first, as time went on i think i prefered to have had to pay parking tickets and speeding tickets than to watch them......really it was lynn who made me crazy, alex was fun to watch.....but in the end they were cute and cuddly...and ....they lost.!  

man...what a clusterfuck this place was. ouch. 

Too good to pass up. This was on a few weeks ago, and i have not been able to stop thinking about them since then. They helped the teams in a detour, and man oh man, when the teams succeeded....this men jumped up and down and clapped their cute little hands so much, it was like how i get when i find new facial products...too damn cute !!!!! 

why do you love me?

So i am in music heaven this last week.
They finally landed the new CD. Very good, nothing is as good as Version 2.0, but this one is very good anyway. Also a new discovery...Fischerspooner. I really really dig their new cd. It's really fresh and ...tight, if i may.
I like it mucho....the gays have been talking about them for a while now, but finally i got on board last week.
I got on board as I ran 'the loop' which was 8.5 miles. the cd got me in all the right spots. Good times.
As for this past weekend, Friday night we went to Happy Hour, $3 martinis, makes a mess. A big bad mess. I was atrocious for our guests john and tim, by the time they got here from Northern New Jersey, i was mostly passed out.
Saturday was the AMerican Red Cross Walk, which we did with dogs in tow. Beautiful day, but kev and i mostly hung out at home after that. Very tired from the night before.
Saturday night went to a neighbors house for some damn good food and poker night. Didn't play, as i didn't want to loose $20.
Sunday sunday sunday. Was the opening day for the softball league that kev plays in. I ran up to the fields which was about a 5.5 mile run, then proceeded to consume some right good lynch lemonade. Then more beer and before you knew it I was rather happily enjoying the sun. All was fun, but tired today for sure. And something was not rright all around by 8pm, but that remains to be seen. (cryptic, i know).
anyway
I
Got
my
Hair
bUzZed.
smoooth as britney's complexion..not really, cause she got the zitties, but me head is smooth and pretty, now that i am a serious runner.
la
la
a
la

We were in nyc for Halloween. This little pillow of love was too damn cute to go without a picture for. The girl in the Tan sweater to the right of BEE BEE was totally into us, did she not know we were gay as that costume? 

This is how i feel today. Natey don't gotta work today, tomorrow or the weekend. Good times. I am currently waiting for the Satellite Man to come and fix the TV, then it's outie for natie. 

Meet denise, she lives in South Carolina - she be singing real nice like here. Very pretty 

PLEASE if you are jewish and single and not gay...please email us so we might help this desperate soul find her true love, or at least some one to take her vibrator away for a night. 

brides gone wild 

Kacy caught this moment in a picture, it is totally awesome, as hil said "it captured the moment" The moment was Hil telling kevin how much she enjoyed his gas. 

it's all over but the cryin

So - bloggggggg was brokkkkkkeeeeeeee. Could not post, could not post, could not post.

I have it on good authority that i will be working all weekend and will be very pissed about this fact. I have a pit in my stomach, an actual pit in my stomach i tell ya. The saving factor is that we sorta have a fun thing tonight, Adidas is opening a store here and we are going to the opening party. It's on South Street, which is fun all by itself, just to see all the freaks and geeks. Of which us gay fit in nicely with.
At any rate, anticipate it being fun, but also anticipate being very angry when my alarm goes off at 6:30 AM tomorrow.

Kevin is sick, you can send him well wishes if you'd like at our email. NoLibGuys@aol.com. do it do it !

have more fun pics to post when i get home tonight, or sometime this weekend.


Things I want:

To see Sin City
To see onslaught of horror movies (see House of Wax, Amityville Horror, Saw(dvd))
To be tan
To shave head
To be able to run longer than i can right now
To have a rather "bubblish" glute region (instead of current cardboard box form)
To be able to clean out my closet and actually get rid of things (instead of holding onto items in case i need them for halloween next year)

More later.

raspberry, strawberry or standard grape?

While we were at g on Saturday night at 5pm (in dire need of cocktailing), Kevin had gone up to get us drinks, while i dried out my clothes. He went up twice, the first time talking to the bartender about where we were from, about what we were doing that night. It seemed that all bartenders wanted to know our philly 411.

at any rate i get up to get the third round of delicious drinks (and they were just delicious), i am standing there patiently waiting to be served, and this man in a full length trenchcoat is next to me, i can feel him breathing - wanting to say something, so i look over my shoulder, and pretend to look in another direction. but he caught me and said "where in philly do you live?"

Which engaged us in a more lengthy discussion, he was also from philly. Marty. say hi to marty. well as it were, marty came and sat with us for a while. marty was drunk. he was sorta funny in an awkward way. very nice, but .....well i just don't know. the long trenchcoat, it just didn't fit with me, but then again, i just don't think i will ever wear one of those.

anyway - he said something to us that i can't stop thinking about. He asked how old we were, we told him.......

"oh, but aren't you both so well preserved.?"

wtf? am i jelly? jam? or some design of marmalade. lady marmalade perhaps, but not preserved. very strange. or upsetting, i mean i don't think our ages are those in the age range which would even imply that we need preserved. Or was he giving us the ultimate compliment? Like....the origins, kiehls, and body shop products are making you both look 21?

I am not preserved though, not a mummy, not a jelly. just spry and ...... young. !!! like lindsey lohan. or .......... boone from LOST, who was killed last night to my utter shock and horror. anyway i digress.

it's the weather. its making me muy crazyiiiy. ciao.

end of the road 

in burritoville

So - we ended up having our friends meet up with us, went on to Therapy for a drink, then made our way to BoysRoom. It was here that things got.....interesting. in the east village, not the most pretty place, but a place where one might go to have lots of fun. We did, and Kevin really did. Not sure if his most favorite part was undressing on stage or if it was the other French contestant that made his fun more fun than mine, but i digress. Kevin decides that he wanted to enter the contest. What contest? u might ask. Well it was a contest to get contestants to flaunt their "stuff". Kevin entered, he didn't win......but then again, he was in contest with the French man, kid - i should say - and did i mention.......the winner of the competition was apparently a streaker in his professional life. Yes kids, thats right, he got completely naked, without any hesitation and spent a good part of this time in the public eye on Saturday night without clothes. Needless to say, he won. Kevin found it odd that the naked man won, considering he had a "garage" over his naked parts. Yes kevin termed the man's gut a "garage". For what it's worth, he did have a little more stuffin than you might think. overall, very interesting time at that bar.

After that we decide to head to Roxy- of course it's 5 am at this point. We get there and were told that everyone went to Spirit, which used to be Twilo.........any way it was fun, expensive, but fun....i basically dragged everyone to go that extra step and go to Spirit. Bad choice. Junior V was spinnning, and i actually like it....he played the best ever remix of Madonna's Rain. He would actually stop the music, and have thunder and rain coming down. It was hot. Loved it.
That was that though, it ended rather quickly when a few members of our party lost some steam.
All in all...good times, excessive, but good time. Now I am at work and thinking about running 6 miles today makes me want to explode.

gleen 

that is fish

kissing fish !!!!

This is a drama club picture taken from my high school yearbook.....wait no no no, thats me on Saturday night at xl, for those of you not - in - the - know, the bathroom has this enormous aquarium in it. I am on one side of the tank and kev took the picture from the other side. officially we were starting to get tipsy at this point.

xl or lx
After walking around some more, going to Sephora, a little more shopping we decided to get on over to a bar and have some happy hour special times. We ended up doing a smallish bar crawl. g, xl, gym. We really liked the bartender at xl. mitch. He was nice, hot, and really entertaining. For many reasons, i guess. he told us of a special little after hours on Sunday nights, that started at 4 am, an underground party. Secret knock not given to us, but told us to tell them that mitch sent us. We didn't go, as we had to be at work this morning, but, one will never know. Underground.

mexican trans chinese
This is simple. A burrito place, that is in disguise as a chinese take out place.

PB & the biffed up toilet

The entire effort of walking around NYC in the rain, well it started to get on our damned nerves. It was too much to handle.....After Big Cup we walked around and shopped a bit. We then ended up at this place that makes everything with peanut butter, small place with only one room, very good, although kevin's sandwich had PB and bacon on it, which i wasn't too sure about......he liked it enough though.
At any rate towards the end of our dining experience we both had to use the facililties. Easy enough right? Well you see, when we got there, we noticed that the bathroom was out of order. However at one point I heard the register girl say "Michelle, the bathroom isn't out of order any more". Great !!!! We wouldn't have to go find a restroom elsewhere, we could eat odd sandwiches and relieve ourselves all in one locale.
Kevin goes in, then Michelle goes in...takes an annoyingly long ass time to go....all the while, i am thinking, oh great, she's really tearing it up in there. At this point, we both get up to leave, as a troupe of dancers had come in, and were staring at our seats with glares that only a "troupe of dancers" could give.
Anyway - from kevin's perspective, i go in the bathroom and come out 5 minutes later, wided eyed and say rather curtly - "leave, leave fast dammit.....come on kevin move it, get out !!!!!!"
You see, when i went in there, i should have known.....the water in the toilet was really high.....alas, a boy has to go, and this boy is notorius for going whenever, where ever i can....without going into too much detail.... I went. I stood up, flushed and well........the water began to rise, and then began to spill out, and then began to flood the bathroom floor. Of course, there was a plunger sitting right next to the toilet, this also should have clued me into the dysfunctional toilet....so i began to try to plunge it, as you can imagine this did no good at all, made things worse as a matter of fact. I stood there, not sure if I could ever top this off, if i could tell the staff that i made a mess of their bathroom, that i would wear boots if i were them when going in to try and assess the damage. In the end I calmly took deep breaths and came out, grabbed kevin and ran down the street. I felt bad, for myself, for the staff, and ultimatly for the next dance troupe contestant who went in and had to deal with it, who had to try and make someone believe that it was like that when she went in to use the damn toilet.




nuts on the wall

Mornin' ease So this was the start of our Saturday morning, we didn't get out on Friday night, we just sat in the apartment and had some wine..We actually ate some take out from a place called Tiny Thai. It was so good. One of the things I am jealous of in NYC is all the convience of everything, all the food that is so accessible. Then again, that might be a bad thing. At any rate Saturday we woke up to pouring rain, real bad. Annoying. Ended up going to Big Cup in Chelsea....i know, i know, but it was a good place to start and get some familiarity. Toffee Coffee = liquid sex.

if it don't fit....don't force it.

Heavy Rain
High53° F
Precip:

100%
Periods of rain. The rain will be heavy at times. Thunder possible. High 53F. Winds E at 20 to 30 mph. Rainfall possibly over two inches.



This is wonderful. This is great. This is the weather for tomorrow in NYC. Can't wait. Actually, i can't wait...i am still excited to go and get out of philly again. Just need to drudge through these last days of cold weather and general unpleasantness, and going away helps that immensly.
On the schedule is ...basically nothing.
Which is nice.
We, of course, are bringing Noah, which means we are driving instead of train, which also means parking, which also means unprecedented levels of dischord. But I think we are both just going to go with the flow, and not get all nuts...thats harder for me when it comes to parking. Just keep your gritty little fingers crossed for us......

We are staying at our good friend's apartment while he is in London, lucky man, and he is in Hell's Kitchen. Which is good because we just love love love this place, and it's pretty close to his flat. Tonight is going to be chill, to acclimate and enjoy each other, to have a nice time and get back on track with ourselves and each other. At least this is how i see things, hopefully everything will work out with getting there and we'll be relaxed and ready for fun.
I tried to get some other bloggers to give me some new hot spots to go to, but no one responded, poor us. We'll figure it out.

Anyway I leave you now with some funny "made up" words and definitions, from a contest.

I thought this one was frickin hilarious.
Bozone (n.): The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright ideas from penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately, shows little sign of breaking down in the near future.

Foreploy: Any misrepresentation about yourself for the purpose of getting laid.

Hipatitis: Terminal coolness

and the best one...
Ignoranus: A person who's both stupid and an asshole.