Sometimes when looking at your Web stats you run across a referral source that makes you laugh or chuckle. Sometimes you run across one that makes you scratch your head. And then there are those that make you do both, like this one. Some found my site by searching:
"r&r topless doughnuts fort lauderdale florida"
Now, I am not sure exactly what they are looking for nor do I know exactly how I ended up number 3 in that search.
Ronald Ramon, formerly of All Hallows HS in da Bronx and now of the University of Pittsburgh (my Alma Mater) is among the top 10 3-point shooters in NCAA Division I this season. But even more impressively he is shooting 75 percent (12 for 16) from 3-point range over the last four games. But even more impressive than that Ramon has made 45.9 percent of his career 3-pointers (103-224). The
only player in Big East history with a better 3-point shooting
percentage is Jason Matthews, also from Pitt. Matthews played in the late 1980s and early
'90s and made 46.6 percent of his 3-point shots. It doesn't hurt that he is easy on the eyes and has a great do too!
Hail to Pitt!
BTW: Pitt, off to its best start ever (18-3, 6-1 Big East) in its 25 years in the Big East is currently No. 9 in the country and take on the NYC home team of St. John's today in a match at The Pete in Pittsburgh.
Damn, I am getting old. As if the nearly 50% grey beard and increasingly grey hair on the top of my head (though I am grateful to have a full head of it) were not enough to let me know I was getting older, today I had to surrender to yet another sign of the times. I had to adjust the display resolution on my monitor to a lower resolution to be able to read the damn thing. I have been finding myself squinting and struggling to read things, especially late at night and early in the morning... with or without my glasses on. I have had glasses for reading for years but could always get by without them. But lately I am finding that my Presbyopia is getting worse. I reach for my glasses much more often. I walk around looking for better light in the apartment. And I frequently move myself or things back and forth trying to find the best focus. Well tonight I adjusted my resolution from 1680 x 1050 to 1440 x 852. I almost went to 1280 x 800, but then decided that I am not that blind.
I have never been a big fan of wearing glasses and find it too difficult to deal with contacts. But I must admit, I am very fond of my very expensive buffalo horn glasses from Robert Marc. Normally I do not spend a lot of money on things like this but a) I liked the frames a lot and b) I had a lot of money that I needed to spend in my health-care flex-fund or lose it.
Now if I could only find some way to make nose and ear hear glamorous.
If you haven't yet been to Big Lug on Avenue A you should check it out soon. Alfredo (aka DJ Lugnut) who originally brought you the smash hit Big Lug bear/cub party on Tuesday nights at Noplace on 14th Street has taken the show 24/7 in his own great space at 85 Avenue A between 5th and 6th Streets. It looks like he made some successful tweaks of the schedule for the new year and added a few new features (like a pool table and ATM). Big Lug is that comfy gay pub that NYC has been missing. In fact they have Guinness on tap as proof of its pub-ish-ness.
If you are wondering what night to stop by, why not try Friday. Good tunes, nice crowd and friendly vibe. Plus, I hear the doorman is really hot on Friday nights.
The East Village seems to be turning into a sort of Boys Town with no fewer than 10 (more but not even sure of them all) gay bars all within walking distance of each other for easy bar crawling (or trolling depending on your motivations). Cabs are plentiful, although parking is not. And there is an extremely vast array of really good restaurants in the hood if you want to make a night of it.
Found this while cleaning out my porn and shit. Not sure where it can from but thought it was funny and sort of went with the humping theme that has been developing. I know I have been bad about blogging but will try to be better this week. Work has just been kicking my ass and sucking out all of my creative energy
I stumbled across these as I was doing my own web cruising. I know, I know. You are in shock and bewildered that I, RuggerJohnnyD, cruise on the Web. Yeah, right. I only do it for research purposes. Uh-huh. Researching where to find the best dick... LOL. I do have a profile here and there and have been known to meet people online. And for those people who lie and say they don't when they really do... if you are ashamed of something you are doing, then you shouldn't be doing it. In any event, I found these humorous and quite true, so I thought I would share them with you.
VGL = Vocational goals lacking.
Gym regular = I had a bowel movement after I got out of the sauna today.
Moderately Hairy = I look like I’m wearing a black Angora catsuit.
Strong Daddy type = I’m still chasing after the guys I couldn’t fuck when I was 20.
Mild to wild = After we make out a little, I’m going to chain you to the refrigerator and beat you with an ironing board.
Looking to travel = Live in my mom’s basement.
Bi-curious = I tell my tricks I have a girlfriend.
Not into the gay scene = Nobody talks to me at the clubs.
Seeks generous = I’m a whore. I’ll steal shit.
100% Straight = see Bi-curious.
Jock = I have one in every color.
Football player’s build = I’m not morbidly obese yet.
Let’s do this now! = see Seeks generous.
Adventurous = Pee on me.
Slim/feminine = I have a Hello Kitty tote bag and I can walk through a harp.
Seeks other masculine dudes = That tranny really freaked me out.
Total Top = Why can’t I meet a man that’s as good as my dildo?
Hosting = I’m just not horny enough to leave the apartment.
Putting together a group = I’m opening my house to whores. Shit will be stolen.
Must be discreet = I’m up for re-election.
Can’t host = My boyfriend couldn’t find a trick either.
Bareback only = I’m as dumb as a sack of hammers.
No limits = I’m as dumb as a sack of hammers and feel free to hit me before you go.
Looking to party and play = I couldn’t score any shit so I’ll blow you if you get me high.
Power bottom = You could stick a hand up my ass and flip a coin.
On a related but separate note, I think there should be some type of minimum standards that people should be held to in the Internet descriptions. For instance, if you tweeze your eyebrows... a lot... you should not be able to use the word "masculine" to describe yourself. If you are over 30 it should be illegal to have the word "boy" or "boi" used to describe you or as part of your screen name. In fact if you use "boi" at all, you should have to have a disclaimer saying that you are barely male at all. The most over used and most likely not accurate adjective used is "muscular." Come on now, by what standards. Actually having a muscular - skeletal system in and of itself does not make you "muscular" in the profile sense. Oh, and "hung" is the other one that is often a stretch for most who use it. And I love the use of the phrase "in a discretely open relationship", which translates into "only I and not my partner know we are in an open relationship and I would like to keep it that way." And "eager" should be made to read "I will do anything I am so desperate." I also love "100% tops" who only want "hung bottoms." Uh-huh.
On Friday at work, a colleague popped his head into my study and said, with a snicker "You are going to hate me, and I am sorry." When I inquired as to why as I was going to hate him he said that he had just put up all of the pictures from our National Affiliate Meeting, which was held in Phoenix. He then added for emphasis "all of them." I immediately recalled a rather embarrassing moment that I had known was caught by the corporate photographer who had been snapping pictures all over the place during the week long meeting. I had previously forgotten about the pictures and the incident itself. Now the were on our corporate intra-net... ugh... for 30,000 co-workers to see.
I won't bother giving the story. I will leave that up to your imagination. But here are the pictures that now appear on our intra-net.
Last night I had a date... a real date. Not a play date, not a possible meeting in a bar. It was a real date in a restaurant, with dinner and conversation. Then we had a short walk, a stop for coffee and a nice kiss goodnight with a promise of a second date.
The best part is that the date was with someone who is atypical when compared to who I have dated in the past. He is professional, cultured, ambitious and shockingly enough attracted to me... LOL. He is also somewhat atypical in other ways too. He is a German/Scottish, non-citizen, boxer who manages a leading art gallery. Stayed tuned for future details. Oh and by the way, he is ruggedly handsome too ;-)