In Which We Review

 

It's been a great year so far hasn't it?  We've been reveling in cool sunny days, definitive California winter weather. And I'm plenty glad of it since I have turned into one of those old ladies who can tell when the weather is going turn nasty because it makes my bones ache. And that brings up the point that I am old because I have not died, so, you know, yay.  I celebrated New Year's with a salute to my white trash heritage by eating the traditional black eyed peas and cabbage.  In this case, I made hummus with the peas instead of chickpeas, which was fine, but sort of dull, and coleslaw, which was dynamite. The resultant fart fest was also dynamite, an absolute hurricane up in here. A single match would have blown us all to Kingdom come. Woohoo. 

Other 2025 news includes the astonishing fact that I have remembered that it is, in fact, 2025.  Also neither cat has puked thus far.  I am as astonished as you are.  The Trump administration and Shit Show hasn't started yet, so we should enjoy these last few un-shit show days. And I continue to be very amused by the British game show Taskmaster and its high-handed host, Greg Davies. Also I got the water filter in my refrigerator replaced finally.  I take the wins where I can.

Of course there could be no highs without some lows, no peaks without troughs, no uncut dicks without cheese.  Gay porn continues its sad, sad decline.  The rise of skinny twinky bitches continues.  Amateurs and their phones have triumphed over studios with professionals who knew lighting and how to move a camera.  I look back on the work of smut auteurs like Kristen Bjorn, 

Or the glossy perfection of Colt Studios, 

Or the iconic Al Parker,

I think of those past triumphs and I weep. I understand this is mostly a result of being a cranky old man, but I also contrast these works with some out-of-work waiter pointing his phone at his dick and calling it a day and I am just glad I was around for the high water mark of nekkid men.

Speaking of naked men,

Sultry, that's what you want in these wintry night.

Brandy Martignago wants to wish you the happiest of New Years.

You know what would go good with black eye peas and cabbage?  Ham.

Wow.

Sometimes tits deserve their own attention.

That's not how you wear panties, but OK.

Nuevo daddy.

Daniel Montoya, costarring his musclepussy.