Lucky

Since my thread for February 10th has been doctored to combine a number of posts into one, this is the last post that this site will see from Lucky. It's been a hoot, thanks to all, and good bye.

...but not from fine China and crystal goblets.

I am reading Edmund White's latest novel, Jack Holmes and His Friend. Before the friend gets greatly involved, Jack dates Peter, a ballet dancer. When Peter returns from 2 weeks of touring, he gets a massage by Jack, who uses patchouli-scented oil. So he massages Peter, and then this passage struck my attention: Then Jack's big, octave-and-a-half hands fanned out over Peter's high buttocks and molded them into Silly Putty shapes. But from time to time Jack was forced to stop and sit back and look at what God and the individual will and institutional discipline had wrought. He remembered that a philosophy professor in Ann Arbor had said that vision was the most spiritual sense and smelling the most animal; Jack went back and forth from gazing at Peter's ass with angelic indifference to spreading his cheeks and grazing his hole with his thumb and bringing it up to his nose with canine rapture. He thought that this blend of patchouli and boy mud was the most intoxicating scent, the true smell of modernity. Jack knew nothing about hippies,incense or drugs, but he suspected that dozens of skinny, bearded guys on the Lower East Side were stretching out their male friends at this very moment, burning doss sticks and working their thumbs into unwashed curry-chutes. He could picture the imprint of an oily body on the bedticking thrown unto the floor...the smell of the sixties: ass and incense. Jack told himself that he wasn't really gay.

Gosh! Hitoall, I posted some 40 or more pix and you only like Lookin's dog. geesh.

This Week: Two years ago: World reacts:

If his face looks like this, what does his anus look like?

Yesterday's thread had 38 more views. Has the novelty worn off so soon?

Okay, I have 52 posts in this one thread. Wasn't it nice of me not to make 52 posts as separate threads? But if I did that, maybe I would have received more views. So, it's tempting. What do my two readers think?

After all that, I still need 1644 more posts to get to 2190. I don't think I have the interest to do that, Trevor notwithstanding! That's 27.350 posts a day! For 80 days!

800 people joined in for a naked pillow fight. There are nine pictures of the event, so enjoy them all! Naked in the Feathers

And Mormon Romney belongs to the Church that spent trillions defeating gay marriage, all the while having 7-10 wives for themselves.

The maid gets 80-100 reais for the whole day. Her son gets 100 for a half hour!

You mean he hasn't yet had that many?

Okay, another break. Maybe I can start another thread tomorrow. I think MsGuy is still lookin at my thread.

Letting it all hang out, in a hurry!

Here are some photos from the Annual Naked Run in Denmark.

Damn it, Trevor! I was done, but he wants one more!

I don't know what to make of this one. The photos are from the 14th Annual Fina Championships in Shaghai.

One competitor seems pretty friendly.

But, he has competition.

Here's a guy who is serious about what he is doing, whether diving or taking a dump!

Trevor is new, and eager, so he encourage me to keep on posting. You might like these, MsGuy, so don't groan!

Would you still see it if she didn't get the part?

Okay, my assistant Trevor says I have posted enough in today's thread. But for some reason he wants one more- a picture of another guy named Trevor!

I was lucky that she told so I didn't get a fat head.