<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407</id><updated>2011-12-14T21:42:22.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cityguyblog</title><subtitle type='html'>Meditations on sex, gender politics, fashion, and living in the city.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-114593557610196391</id><published>2006-04-24T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T00:18:36.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three way bonanza</title><content type='html'>In a recent conversation a friend of mine declaired her intension to have a three way as soon as she broke up with her significant other. That of course, got me thinking, who's up for a three way, and, more importantly, what kind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let me dispense with the easy part. Every guy I asked would undoubtedly have a three way with two chicks and was more than up for it. The only, and let me stress only, variation seemed to be a single dissenter who would rather just watch two chicks together rather than participate. So, just for those of you who are keeping track, men=100% two chicks, and by and large they either were trying to figure out how to either get away with it without their girlfriends knowing, or maybe get them involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chicks, of course, are another matter. First off the split was about 60%-40% for two guys and most of them really wern't that interested. A notable difference. The reasons why were even more complicated. Most of the chicks, unfortunately, who picked for two chicks, by and large reported that having two guys was too intimidating. Or, as one of them put it, two guys=too much cock. Others were sort of grossed out by the two guys, and really didn't think that two guys together was very arousing (ie nasty if they kissed syndrom). Noticably absent, "I'd love to sleep with another chick. "Which of course is a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the flip side, as it were, things wern't that much better. Number one reason chicks would rather have two guys? They couldn't handle the jealousy of sharing a guy with another girl. As another friend put it, more cocks=less jealousy. Only one chick was glaringly honest and said that she'd rather have two guys because "you could have one in the front and one in the back." Rock and roll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, nobody said both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once read that if you don't have a three way by the time you're thirty, you're never going to have one. I have no idea if thats true, but what I do think is true is that most people, when they think about threesomes seem to think only about themselves in the senario. With that kind of thinking it probably won't. To put it another way, as the woman who cuts my hair did, who is this super guy who could handle two women.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-114593557610196391?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114593557610196391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=114593557610196391' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114593557610196391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114593557610196391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/04/three-way-bonanza.html' title='Three way bonanza'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-114481308858167633</id><published>2006-04-11T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T23:38:08.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trend spotting</title><content type='html'>I've been seeing a lot of spandex on women lately (possibly due to the fact that I live on the upper east side). Lets hope it stays appropriate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-114481308858167633?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114481308858167633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=114481308858167633' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114481308858167633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114481308858167633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/04/trend-spotting.html' title='Trend spotting'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-114472877239010708</id><published>2006-04-11T00:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T00:48:26.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bizet Smeezay</title><content type='html'>So I went to the opera the other night (disclaimer: wasn't my idea). I wouldn't say I was dragged, but on the other hand I wasn't highly enthusiastic. I called ahead about dress code and was told that they aspire to business casual, so of course I dressed business casual. Did I see people in jeans there, you bet, but mostly people were dressed fairly formal, which made people in jeans stand out in the bad way. On the other hand, I did see people in tuxes and ball gowns. I guess if I could afford orchestra tickets to the Met, I would wear my (hypothetical) tux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it seems that going to the opera is some form of extended foreplay. First, everybody gets dressed up, then heads to dinner. A quick cab ride and you're at the opera where you mingle between acts, looking great, drinking wine and feeling, well feeling something. Then, after, you go out for a few drinks. Its tailor made for getting laid! Evidence: plenty of chicks were plastered to their dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word of caution though: I wouldn't go on a third date unless you are mr (or ms) smooth and can pull of that no expectations but act like their might be thing. Otherwise, its strictly for the its 8 months in and I might want to get serious types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Link update: I've added slack lalane. Need to waste time, there it is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-114472877239010708?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114472877239010708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=114472877239010708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114472877239010708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114472877239010708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/04/bizet-smeezay.html' title='Bizet Smeezay'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-114403724616890593</id><published>2006-04-02T23:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T00:07:26.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Out and About</title><content type='html'>I was out the other night at &lt;a href="http://newyork.citysearch.com/profile/35878699/new_york_ny/central_bar.html"&gt;Central Bar&lt;/a&gt; with a couple of friends of mine. It was ok, and a quick tip on ordering: Head to the far end of the bar, the service is a lot quicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while we were there this sort of heavy set guy comes up the group of people I am with and says "whats up cool people!" I'm not sure if he was trying to make headway with one of the laides or maybe just being friendly, or whatever. It was pretty painful to watch him get sliced and diced after he walked away. To be clear, I have sympathy for his self-depricating sense of humor and I don't want to be too hard on him, but I think anybody would be better off with, oh, anything else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple of other recs if you are out and about (and just to be clear I'm no foodie). &lt;a href="http://newyork.citysearch.com/profile/7150477/new_york_ny/sushi_hana.html"&gt;Hana Sushi&lt;/a&gt; on 78th and 2nd is pretty good, and if you catch them on the right night their tuna roll melts in your mouth (if you're into that sort of thing). Also, I was at &lt;a href="http://newyork.citysearch.com/profile/35879945/new_york_ny/basso_est.html"&gt;Basso Est&lt;/a&gt; recently, and I just gotta love the ambiance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-114403724616890593?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114403724616890593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=114403724616890593' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114403724616890593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114403724616890593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/04/out-and-about.html' title='Out and About'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-114378164084483189</id><published>2006-03-30T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T21:43:33.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>By Mennen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/1600/hatcher--200x280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/320/hatcher--200x280.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my thirtith post. I never thought I'd make it this far actually. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd turn a bit political for a moment or two. Like a lot of other guys I came of age at the time of the &lt;a href="http://www.alternet.org/story/9986/"&gt;third wave of feminism, and all its ambivalance (or at best hostility) towards sexuality&lt;/a&gt;, which brings me to two things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I ran across &lt;a href="http://agonist.org/don/20060309/roe_vs_wade_for_men"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its a really good idea for men to have some sort of say about pregnant gf, one nighters, etc. But I have to wonder, if we don't have to assume any responsibility, why not be able to insist on an abortion? I'll just have to leave it an open question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, there is more! So the other day I was at my local bus stop, smokin' and generally being unplesant morning version of myself when I spot a totally hot pic of Teri Hatcher, who I've always loved. Then I remembered, and was quickly confirmed by the title on the front, that she had revealed that she was sexually abused as a child. Now, what the fuck am I supposed to think as a guy? Here I am simultaneously being turned on and made to feel bad for feeling turned on. Nice jobe Vanity Fair, now I can feel fucked up about loving Teri too! Of course, its probably a good idea for me to ignore the fact all the porn I watch involves people who were most likely abused, including my &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sunrise_Adams"&gt;favorites&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way, I just ran across &lt;a href="http://www.mensnewsdaily.com/wp/index.php?cat=51"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say the guy's got a point. Used to be a time where men could just beat . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-114378164084483189?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114378164084483189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=114378164084483189' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114378164084483189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114378164084483189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/03/by-mennen.html' title='By Mennen!'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-114351802217451875</id><published>2006-03-27T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T22:53:42.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring starts with a heartbeat's pounding</title><content type='html'>Its a line from a fave song of mine by &lt;a href="http://www.thehip.com/index.html"&gt;the Tragically Hip&lt;/a&gt;. As a side note my friend over at velvet-sea.blogspot doesn't think they are too good, but I love them. Anyway today was an amazing day here, the kind that makes me love the city. Away go all the boots and pea coats, out come the heels, skirts, and thongs. God I can't wait for summer (and I'm not ashamed to say it)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-114351802217451875?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114351802217451875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=114351802217451875' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114351802217451875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114351802217451875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/03/spring-starts-with-heartbeats-pounding.html' title='Spring starts with a heartbeat&apos;s pounding'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-114331622793252500</id><published>2006-03-25T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T14:50:27.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/1600/badman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/400/badman.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know, I've been slacking. Here's a nug to tide you over, I found it in my web travels and I thought it was hilarious. He's a badman alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-114331622793252500?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114331622793252500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=114331622793252500' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114331622793252500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114331622793252500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/03/slacker.html' title='Slacker'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-114110599509478350</id><published>2006-02-27T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T00:53:15.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NoSex MoSex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/1600/84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/320/84.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't posted anything substantive in awhile. I've been a bit under the weather. But, here's something to make it up to ya. Its your very own review of, thats right, you guessed it, &lt;a href="http://www.museumofsex.com/"&gt;MoSex&lt;/a&gt; . Now, I have to be honest, MoSex wasn't that interesting. And a bit short. As my one friend put it, MoSex is &lt;a href="http://www.anncoulter.org/cgi-local/welcome.cgi"&gt;"anticlimatic"&lt;/a&gt; at best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, before I start to get too harsh I should mention that the special display on the history of s&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stag_film"&gt;tag films&lt;/a&gt; is pretty interesting. Admittedly the display on the objectification of the male form was not really my bag, but my biggest beef (ha ha) is that the permenant collection is way too small. Besides the &lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/news/culture/0,1284,67719,00.html"&gt;sex machines&lt;/a&gt; its yada yada yada enjoy our gift shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word about sex machines: personally I found them a bit, well scary isn't the right word, but you get the picture. However, my female friends come to the rescue again. One saying that she thought they were "kinda hot except for the one that looked like a dentist chair". The other, well she just got a sly look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all, sort of a let down, even with the 5 dollar coupon. I'd say the one in &lt;a href="http://www.sexmuseumamsterdam.nl/index2.html"&gt;Amsterdam&lt;/a&gt; is a lot more entertaining. Of course, my consciousness was pretty altered . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-114110599509478350?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114110599509478350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=114110599509478350' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114110599509478350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114110599509478350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/02/nosex-mosex.html' title='NoSex MoSex'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-114028078896796704</id><published>2006-02-18T11:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T11:39:50.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brief update</title><content type='html'>So I've updated my links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first is a new comic sight. I was going to add Alien loves predator, which I've been reading since issue #20, but they've already been noticed by Maxim. So I'm listing what I think is one of the next best, &lt;a href="http://www.thiscomicsucks.com"&gt;this comic sucks&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, more importantly, I'm proud to introduce my second link exchange with a fellow blogger:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unfaithfulinnyc.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.unfaithfulinnyc.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her site is pretty facinating, and I urge you to take a peek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-114028078896796704?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/114028078896796704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=114028078896796704' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114028078896796704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/114028078896796704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/02/brief-update.html' title='Brief update'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113996860326848771</id><published>2006-02-14T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T20:56:43.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fashion versus style</title><content type='html'>It was recently fashion week. I didn't have a chance to catch much of it, but I did see &lt;a href="http://www.unitedbamboo.com/index_main.php?page=store.php"&gt;United Bamboo.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally unimpressed. Lets say this, if your clothes make 17 year old Eastern Eurpoeans who live on sperm and nicotine look frumpy, why would anyone want them. More importantly, their collection for men was beyond laughable. I mean, seriously, do I want to get my ass kicked walking down the street (even in Chelsea)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which, brings me to another rant. I was out the other night at a couple of different places, and I saw a lot of sweater-over-button-up-shirt. Now, we won't talk about how 2-years-ago that look is, but I don't need to. Instead, I have to wonder why so many guys are wearing it right now? It's a basic look, but seriously, can't someone show some imagination out there? Last I looked men wern't too closely related to lemmings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113996860326848771?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113996860326848771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113996860326848771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113996860326848771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113996860326848771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/02/fashion-versus-style.html' title='Fashion versus style'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113929982483391706</id><published>2006-02-07T02:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T03:10:24.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of the world (or the beginning)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/1600/publicityphotos_pict6_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/320/publicityphotos_pict6_lg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the other day I was working on a project when a &lt;a href="http://www.guysgonewild.com/"&gt;commercial for guys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guysgonewild.com/"&gt; gone wild came&lt;/a&gt; on. Of course, I laughed my ass off, but, as I wiped the tears from my eyes I realized that this sort of thing probably has an audience. Now, I didn't find any interest amongst my women friends, who tend to be a savvy bunch. But that doesn't mean that this video won't find one elsewhere. So, I find myself wondering what this indicates as a greater cultural trend. In my mind's eye, there has been an &lt;a href="http://www.menshealth.co.uk/news/story.phtml?id=2144"&gt;increased focus&lt;/a&gt; on male &lt;a href="http://www.vistamagazine.com/junbelleza.htm"&gt;grooming&lt;/a&gt;. Call it the the &lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/"&gt;"Queer Eye Effect"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want. All I know is that if what I see around the city, which grant it is a lot more focused than what you find else where, than the days of King of Queens are numbered. By this I mean no more shows of shlubs with totally hot spouses.  Or to put this another way, I'm getting the feeling that female expectations of the male form will soon match male expectation of the female form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: they had to put an entire Stiller in front of the guy to hide that ass!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113929982483391706?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113929982483391706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113929982483391706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113929982483391706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113929982483391706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/02/end-of-world-or-beginning.html' title='The end of the world (or the beginning)'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113908343269490454</id><published>2006-02-04T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T02:57:11.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoppin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/1600/strh_splatter_hoodie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/320/strh_splatter_hoodie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a pair of cufflinks for christmas which, since I already have a pair, I won't be needing. So I'm returning them for the hoodie above. I'm psyched, its just right to funk up a more dressy outfit to and from work. I recommend &lt;a href="http://www.guyshop.com/shop/guys/default.asp"&gt;guyshop&lt;/a&gt;, though sometimes you really have to search through stuff to find something valueable. They really need to update their design.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113908343269490454?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113908343269490454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113908343269490454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113908343269490454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113908343269490454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/02/shoppin.html' title='Shoppin'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113866898632988326</id><published>2006-01-30T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T19:56:26.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone stuck some gay porn in my romance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.torontopics.com/digital/games/britmad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.torontopics.com/digital/games/britmad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this particular entry was inspired by the woman who cuts my hair. She was talking about how Bareback, sorry, Brokeback mountain was  so hot etc. Now, I know that there are some women out there who totally dig on guy on guy porn. But, when I started asking around amongst my femail friends I found myself very very suprized! Apparently, most women haven't seen much of the guy on guy variety, but what they have been watching is girl on girl porn. In some cases women seemed to prefer girl on girl to even regular porn. Now, as a guy I imagine that probably about 90% of men would choose girl on girl porn over most anything else in the universe. But, and here is the crucial question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why isn't the opposite true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't chicks dig on the guy on guy? Asking around, I've gotten a bunch of different answers (from women):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Chicks are just more beautiful physically, and are more enjoyable to watch. Far more erotic.&lt;br /&gt;2) Women with women is more acceptable socially because they aren't doing anything a man and a woman wouldn't do. Whereas men with men usually means anal sex, and lots of people find that disgusting. Or at least not very erotic.&lt;br /&gt;3) For women, watching gay guys means that girls can just see their way out, while watching women implies that they are free to join. Which, at least on the surface, is a lot more appealing to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all of these are pretty good reasons in my book, and not being a woman I don't suppose I'll ever get a real idea of why chicks like chicks. But, it should be noted, plenty of women I asked thought that Brokeback mountain was hot, which makes me wonder . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113866898632988326?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113866898632988326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113866898632988326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113866898632988326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113866898632988326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/someone-stuck-some-gay-porn-in-my.html' title='Someone stuck some gay porn in my romance!'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113847848048055536</id><published>2006-01-28T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T15:01:20.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mediatronic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/1600/164047232AoyBMf_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/320/164047232AoyBMf_ph.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some random thoughts for a lazy weekend . . . and some of this stuff is off my main blog topic, but whatever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) IFC Samurai Saturdays are awesome! Bagles, coffee, can't beat it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) With the election of Hamas, is there anyone who doesn't think that Bush is an idiot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I can't say as I really understand the whole American Idol thing, what's so funny about watching people getting their dreams crushed on national television. Oh, wait, that is pretty funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The Steelers are going to win by 17, maybe by 24. Their defense is just too good for Hasselback, and once they get the lead, they are going to sit on it. The only chance the Seahawks have is to have a brilliant defensive game plan of their own, and to get some really good bounces. Even so, they won't win by more than 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I won't review the show Love Monkey, as my friend over at velvet-sea does a bang up job of it. I'd just like to call attention to Ivana Milicevic. She used to be on this show called Inside the Mind of the Married Man where she was just too hot! She had this great line in one of the episodes about playing with this guy's "sweet balls." Whew! Anyway, its nice to see her back on television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Just for the record, that picture of the guy with the bad hair is actually Carrot Top, and not me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113847848048055536?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113847848048055536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113847848048055536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113847848048055536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113847848048055536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/mediatronic.html' title='Mediatronic'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113816368171413606</id><published>2006-01-24T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:34:41.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That is not a toy!</title><content type='html'>So I was in the drug store the other day and what do I spot, but a "new" kind of trojan, with a vibrating ring. Now, let me go on the record and say that I think its a great idea. What cracked me up though, was the first thing I read on the back: This is not a toy. Do not give to children. Now, seriously, who in their right mind would give that to a child? Actually, let me just quote from the &lt;a href="http://www.trojancondoms.com/vibratingring/index.asp"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usetitle"&gt;Precaution:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usebody"&gt;For good sexual health, proper use of a condom is suggested. If used, the condom should be put on first and then the ring put on over the condom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usetitle"&gt;Instructions for use:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put ring on erect penis with vibrator on top side and protruding bump facing forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Position the ring on the base of the penis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To activate vibration, carefully press the on/off switch inward. The switch is located on the side of the vibrator. Vibration will last about 20 minutes or until the self contained battery is exhausted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;To stop vibration, carefully pull on/off switch outward until vibration stops.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="usebody"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cautions for use of vibrating ring:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a toy for children. KEEP OUT OF REACH OF CHILDREN. Do not disassemble - contains small parts that may present a choking or other hazard for children. Do not use if there is any sign of battery leakage (liquid seeping from housing). Do not reuse - use only once, discard after use and dispose of properly. Contains an alkaline manganese button cell battery, dispose of according to local law. Discontinue use if any penile discomfort such as irritation, swelling, or discoloration develops. If either partner experiences irritation or any discomfort stop use immediately. Do no use more than 20 to 30 minutes. For external use only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only 20 minutes? Well far be it from me to question Trojan, I'm sure they know that they are doing, but I can't help thinking that there will be some very disappointed women out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="usebody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113816368171413606?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113816368171413606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113816368171413606' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113816368171413606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113816368171413606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/that-is-not-toy.html' title='That is not a toy!'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113773962868980870</id><published>2006-01-20T01:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T01:47:08.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>File this under oh my god</title><content type='html'>Now far be it from me to plagarize another site but, please read the following (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;italics mine&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;a href="http://billing.nsentertainment.net/tracker.aspx?a=738&amp;p=6&amp;amp;link=http://www.clubthrust.com"&gt;Club Thrust&lt;/a&gt; -- a man-on-man gay porn website 'hosted' by Jenna Jameson -- launched late last year, there was considerable hesitation on the part of industry wags. Some questioned the ability of a 'straight' woman of even Jenna's stature to market gay videos to gay men, but others were just confused. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Count me in the confused section -ed. Wait, not that kind of confused, pervert! -ed.)&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p&gt;A few months into its run, &lt;a href="http://billing.nsentertainment.net/tracker.aspx?a=738&amp;p=6&amp;amp;link=http://www.clubthrust.com"&gt;Jenna Jameson's Club Thrust&lt;/a&gt; has been attracting legions of fans -- often from sources even she didn't expect. And while gay men -- and some bicurious men -- have been Club Thrust's main visitors, it's never as simple as conventional wisdom would have us believe. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Is anything ever simple?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Some of the most watched videos on the site include Jenna's own (she sprinkled some of her best in with the almost-exclusively gay male content), often by gay men who profess a preference for straight porn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Why?)&lt;/span&gt;. Perhaps more surprisingly, straight and gay women have flocked to the site, encouraged by Jenna's own candid admissions about loving gay (male) porn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(what what what?)&lt;/span&gt;. And who wouldn't? It's damn hot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between this and the L Word, I am sure that the end of the world is coming. Which would be cool cause I wouldn't have to pay back my student loans. Now, I tried to research this for about five seconds, and was completely traumatized. If anybody out there wants to follow up, feel free to post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113773962868980870?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113773962868980870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113773962868980870' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113773962868980870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113773962868980870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/file-this-under-oh-my-god.html' title='File this under oh my god'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113746612430077305</id><published>2006-01-16T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T21:48:48.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two O'Clock Courage</title><content type='html'>So I was out the other night at a couple of clubs, they wern't awesome, but there is a whole different vibe there than the normal east villiage dives I usually go to. One of the things that I noticed is that around 2 O'clock in the morning things get a little desperate. Well, desperate might be too strong a word, but things are definately &lt;a href="http://www.playboy.com/features/guy101/hookup/"&gt;looking a little grim if you don't have a strong line on a good possibility&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a sample&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Hey its my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Oh, really?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Well, not really but its my brothers birthday and people are always saying we look like eachother.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: (Blinks)&lt;br /&gt;Guy: (Sort of moves to the music)&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Umm Yeah. (Walks away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I give the guy a lot of credit, and I know it ain't always easy. But, I get the feeling that things get a little bottom of the barrel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113746612430077305?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113746612430077305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113746612430077305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113746612430077305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113746612430077305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/two-oclock-courage.html' title='Two O&apos;Clock Courage'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113738643814563601</id><published>2006-01-15T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T23:40:38.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A brief update</title><content type='html'>So the morning sex poll continues: 7 out of 9 prefer morning sex . . . an one respondent saying never before work, but on the weekends yeah. Actually, I'm getting the feeling that this poll has outlived its usefulness . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113738643814563601?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113738643814563601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113738643814563601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113738643814563601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113738643814563601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/brief-update.html' title='A brief update'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113726953906756911</id><published>2006-01-14T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T15:12:19.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updatealicious</title><content type='html'>So, the morning sex survey continues. Seven out of eight women prefer morning sex. The one objector seemed pretty passionate about prefering evening sex, but so far she's not in the majority. Actually, come to think of it, I'm not really sure what the argument for or against morning sex actually is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a related note, I saw this on overheardinnewyork.com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: We were in the middle of having sex, and I was screaming, like, "Oh god, oh god." He looked down at me and replied, "There is no God. I am your God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that's balls. I mean, I really got to hand it to that guy. Its something that will either totally work, or she's gonna get out of bed. Of course, he did sort of have her over a barrell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of a scene from Your Friends and Neighbors where Katherine Keener is complaining that Ben Stiller wants to talk during sex, and she wishes that he would just shut the fuck up. Now, personally, I think that talking during sex is pretty crucial most of the time, but interestingly you hardly ever see people talking during sex during the movies. I wonder why that is?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113726953906756911?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113726953906756911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113726953906756911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113726953906756911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113726953906756911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/updatealicious.html' title='Updatealicious'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113713055839324042</id><published>2006-01-13T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T00:35:58.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's so META</title><content type='html'>So, a friend of mine started a blog, which I urge you to check out as I think its pretty clever www.velvet-sea.blogspot.com. I wonder if he'll hit the blogwall, where all of a sudden it seems like you have nothing to talk about. Blogging about something other than politics is harder than it looks, evenmoreso if you don't want to sound like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a related note, a bunch of friends have taken a look at this place. I don't think the women are too thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113713055839324042?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113713055839324042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113713055839324042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113713055839324042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113713055839324042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/thats-so-meta.html' title='That&apos;s so META'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113696172439949022</id><published>2006-01-11T01:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T01:42:04.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Denise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/1600/lisa_bonet1.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/200/lisa_bonet1.sized.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, admit it. You loved her too. I've been watching reruns of the Cosby show. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113696172439949022?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113696172439949022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113696172439949022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113696172439949022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113696172439949022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-love-denise.html' title='I love Denise'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113696088711203824</id><published>2006-01-11T01:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T01:28:07.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two bits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/1600/CarrotTop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/320/CarrotTop.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to get a good hair cut (and by good I mean expensive as well), like lots of guys in the city(though not as expensive as it could be!). Long gone are the days of getting butchered by smelly old men who only pretend to listen to me while displaying little to no skill at cutting hair. They never learned that sissor over comb looks a lot better than an automatic razor. Not that a lot of people care, though when I look around there are plenty of guys with good haircuts. Which begs the question, who still goes to the barber-shop. They are around, strangely, and never look packed. I guess a lot of men would say that they just don't care, and apparently their hair turns out alright enough for them to be able to afford not to. Perhaps, they have never known what its like to have a really bad hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember, you get what you pay for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113696088711203824?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113696088711203824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113696088711203824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113696088711203824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113696088711203824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/two-bits.html' title='Two bits'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113636083165466969</id><published>2006-01-04T02:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T02:47:11.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I recently noticed</title><content type='html'>The chick upstairs from me recently stopped wearing heels. It took me awhile, but I figured it out. She has a new boyfriend, which incidentally reminds me of a Bjork line "Since you've been gone I've started wearing lipstick again."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113636083165466969?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113636083165466969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113636083165466969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113636083165466969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113636083165466969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-recently-noticed.html' title='I recently noticed'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113618817810960933</id><published>2006-01-02T00:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T02:49:38.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here come the sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ram.org/pictures/sights/lava_beds/sunrise.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.ram.org/pictures/sights/lava_beds/sunrise.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its official . . . six out of six women agree that morning sex is better, which I have to admit is something of a surprize. Well, the suprizing thing is that they all agreed that it was better than sex at night, even going so far as to say they loved it! Well, OK, from my perspective sex at night is way better. Maybe its the morning wood that they like. Hey, whatever it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so someone threw the gauntlent regarding men and women and proficiency at sex. Ok, now I know that I am speaking in generalities and that it all depends on the person. That being said lets bring time in as a factor. Probably, till the age of 22 women are better. However, I would bet that from the ages of 22 to 30 men know a lot more what they want and what to do.  This is probably because men watch a lot more porn than women do, so we have a whole bunch more to go on. Of course, and to be totally tangential, there are a whole class of women who totally know what they are doing . . . I know a few (heh) and of course they're great. Let me be even more tangential and relate all of this to a quote I read by Gloria Steinham saying a feminist and you will find a woman longing to be a sex object. So, I find myself wondering if women get more distant from their own sexual desires because of feminism (just a question ya'll, not an assertion) and don't uncover it till later in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally unrelated, but totally weird, was watching an episode of the L word (yes, shut up) and they used a song by Liz Phair called Flower which is all about how she wants to fuck this young guy. Its basically about his cock. I guess the show was appropriating it, but its pretty weird. In a good way. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113618817810960933?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113618817810960933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113618817810960933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113618817810960933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113618817810960933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/here-come-sun.html' title='Here come the sun'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113314779355992170</id><published>2005-11-27T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:16:33.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not that good really . . .</title><content type='html'>So, lots of times when I see porn, especially the amature type, the guy has to spend lots of time directing the chick what to do, and how to do it. Now, there is nothing wrong with communication, in fact, it probably makes things better. A lot better (heh). But see, when I was growing up, there was always this sort of idea that men had no clue what to do in bed, other than rabbit hump till they got off. But these days, it seems like women don't know nearly what they should. For instance, there are a surprizing number of women who either don't like to give head, or more commonly, are just really really bad at it. So, the question du jour becomes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are men better at sex than women?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total side note, I saw three hybrids parked on my street the other day, making me feel like there was hope for the world. Then, the next day, at least five different suv's. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113314779355992170?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113314779355992170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113314779355992170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113314779355992170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113314779355992170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/not-that-good-really.html' title='Not that good really . . .'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113242885086049586</id><published>2005-11-19T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T14:34:10.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scum of the earth (and the land of no compromise)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/1600/dowd_maureen.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/200/dowd_maureen.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so I was reading the other day that Maureen Dowd had taken it upon herself to declair that men are no longer necessary. OK, I could be fair here and say that she is just asking a hypothetical, but I'm angry, so fuck her. (full disclosure: I haven't actually read this book) Anyway, it seems that the heart of her argument is that men are intimidated by powerful and smart women, which is why they (meaning women) can't get a date . . . or something like that. This brings to mind something that a female friend of mine told be the other day about city guys. Namely, that we are all out for sex, and not particularly interested in relationships. Furthermore, since there are so many options in the city, men are always looking for the bigger better deal. (Yes, I did get the sneaking suspicion that she was talking about me, although allthough we're just friends).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have to be honest. I know plenty of smart beautiful women (that's right sucker!) and some men are intimidated, but the majority are more attracted than afraid. The truth is that girls these days are so damn picky, it just ends up seeming like guys aren't interested in relationships. Lets put this another way, there are guys interested in these (because of/or even in spite of) beautiful, smart, powerful women. But lets face it, the women aren't interested in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to easily dispatch the wonderful ms dowd. Women need men to bitch to about other women. Nuff said. Plus, frankly, a strap on just isn't the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113242885086049586?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113242885086049586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113242885086049586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113242885086049586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113242885086049586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/scum-of-earth-and-land-of-no.html' title='Scum of the earth (and the land of no compromise)'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-113204421405470955</id><published>2005-11-15T03:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T03:43:34.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For so long!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/1600/fenn04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/320/fenn04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so its been awhile, but then again, I got a few comments, which feels awesome! So thanks for the comments all, and keep them comin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm out to dinner the other night and a friend of mine is talking about a girl he's dating. I asked what sort of girl (woman I should say) and he really couldn't say, other than some sort of yoga chick. When I pointed out that there are a ton of different kinds of yoga chicks, he demurred. Now, I can here some people hypothesising that perhaps he just didn't want to talk about it. But, humor my idea that he just didn't have the language to talk about it. Who cares, well, when I've hung out with women, they always seem to have this advanced almost scientific  language to describe the men that they are with. How come men don't have that sort of language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond that, I wonder, when I hang out with chicks, they seem to have no problem getting raunchy, down to whether they can fit their mouths around. . . well you get the idea. But guys certainly wouldn't have talked about that sort of thing. Actually, if I had asked any sorts of such oriented questions, it probably would have brought about an anxious silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why are women so much more free to talk about men then men are to talk about women?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total side note. Twin peaks was the boon of my young sexual life. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-113204421405470955?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113204421405470955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=113204421405470955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113204421405470955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/113204421405470955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/for-so-long.html' title='For so long!'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-112421079086608571</id><published>2005-08-16T12:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T12:46:30.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Every girl's crazy . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/1600/mr-t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/200/mr-t.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the other day I decided to wear my sadly now defunct Elvis style sun glasses. Nothing remarkable about it, except that for some reason I got more than my fair share of looks from the ladies (is it still legal to use the phrase the ladies? Feels a little swinging sixties/totally unhip to me). What was unusual was that what I was wearing, black t and jeans, was pretty much indistinguishable from the same day the week before (hmm, maybe I need to start thinking about variation)where nothing remarkable happened to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what? I guess this is a long way of asking: do sun glasses make that much difference? Or to put it another way, do women respond to male accessories? I mean, I guess so, but I've always thought of male accessories as something like tie pins, or shark tooth necklaces. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is gonna be a interesting topic, more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-112421079086608571?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112421079086608571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=112421079086608571' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/112421079086608571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/112421079086608571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2005/08/every-girls-crazy.html' title='Every girl&apos;s crazy . . .'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-112370535414731500</id><published>2005-08-10T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T16:23:36.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Gun Homo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/1600/normal_redcross.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/320/normal_redcross.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Nikka 'cause I run this place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit off topic, but what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was watching a bit of Top Gun the other day when the scene where All the main players get introduced, you know, where Viper asks who thinks they are the best and Mav says I think so, and if you remember Ice man gets all pissed off. Ok not literate but you get the point. So I'm watching and one of the pilots says to the other "This is giving me a hard on!" to which the other guys says 'Don't tease me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That actually got me thinking, Kelly McGillis is pretty asexual in the movie, as is Meg Ryan. Then, add on the volleyball scene. And the shower scene. And the other shower scene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, is Top Gun a subversive homoerotic movie? I'm sure this question has been asked before but it never seemed so blatant as it does to me now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact a little google shows that it has:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mt.middlebury.edu/middblogs/mkingsto/Merrick's%20blog/003871.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-112370535414731500?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112370535414731500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=112370535414731500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/112370535414731500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/112370535414731500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2005/08/top-gun-homo.html' title='Top Gun Homo!'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-112356044271786019</id><published>2005-08-08T23:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T00:07:22.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Desert and football</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/1600/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1176/1350/320/012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was out to dinner the other night for a bachleor party, and at desert everybody turned it down. Which, strangely enough, is the second time thats happened to me in a week. What in hell is going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dinner, I asked the Chuck Klosterman question about the gorilla playing football. One of the guys made some sort of comment about how only men should play football, and letting the gorilla play would be the same sort of infraction as letting a woman play. Granted I found this a bit sexist, until I recently heard Gwen Stephani's "holla back girl" in which she proclaims that she is going to score a touchdown on me. Hmmm. Now, I have seen some pretty jacked women, but they are all on human size. Ok, maybe they are bigger than me, but at their largest they don't approach those guys in the NFL who are just sick! Can women play football. I really think its a bad idea, and frankly, I don't appriciate women appropriating my male dominion (of course, some guys think different, and I'm banking on no woman I know reading this post!). And, to be frank, Gwen is no Nikka Costa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-112356044271786019?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nikkacosta.com/' title='Desert and football'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112356044271786019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=112356044271786019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/112356044271786019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/112356044271786019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2005/08/desert-and-football.html' title='Desert and football'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-112348175778236787</id><published>2005-08-08T01:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T02:15:57.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Color me green</title><content type='html'>So, back to the gym. I guess its a good spot to hear guy specific talk. Most especially the weight room. Anyway, so I heard these two guys complaining about the state of things between man and woman. Specifically, that a) they were jealous of female multiorgasm, and b) that women seemed free to break up with men because of not enough "emotional" support, where as men were rarely free to break up with women because of "not enough sex". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not sure how true either of these are, and I am sure you know someone who disproves both rules. But, from a stereotypic view, its pretty much true in the sense that if men aren't emotionally supportive enough, we suck (ask any chick) whereas if we're not getting enough sex, she's just too shy still, or conversely, we're too demanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That blows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.lippyimp.com/venusnv.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-112348175778236787?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.lippyimp.com/venusnv.htm' title='Color me green'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112348175778236787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=112348175778236787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/112348175778236787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/112348175778236787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2005/08/color-me-green.html' title='Color me green'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-112240494165517802</id><published>2005-07-26T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T15:09:01.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya Heard?</title><content type='html'>So I overheard the following conversation at the gym the other day:&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Yeah I was a fat fuck at 228 pounds!&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1 (gets on scale): Oh my god?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: Gaining or losing?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Losing. 198. I better run hard this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which begs the question, outside of wrestling freaks, since when do men worry so obsessively about their weight. Well, to be perfectly honest, part of me sympathizes with him, but still, I don't think I would announce it to a locker room. So, is it true that men are the new women? More on this later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-112240494165517802?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112240494165517802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=112240494165517802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/112240494165517802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/112240494165517802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2005/07/ya-heard.html' title='Ya Heard?'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-112233427065675235</id><published>2005-07-25T19:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T19:31:10.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the blogosphere part 2</title><content type='html'>So the important bit about this blog is that its supposed to be for guys living in the city (New York) and their experience. I really don't have many aspirations, other than to read and post some interesting material. But, as time marches on, I think that will change. Or maybe not. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-112233427065675235?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112233427065675235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=112233427065675235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/112233427065675235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/112233427065675235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2005/07/welcome-to-blogosphere-part-2.html' title='Welcome to the blogosphere part 2'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14790407.post-112227142064844673</id><published>2005-07-25T01:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T02:03:40.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the blogosphere</title><content type='html'>Somehow I find it strange that it was this easy to create a blog. Not that I expected it to be difficult, but still.  Modnern technology William!&lt;a href="http://www.billandted.org/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyway, as this is the inagural post, I should say something interesting. Actually, nothing is really coming to mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14790407-112227142064844673?l=cityguyblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112227142064844673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14790407&amp;postID=112227142064844673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/112227142064844673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14790407/posts/default/112227142064844673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cityguyblog.blogspot.com/2005/07/welcome-to-blogosphere.html' title='Welcome to the blogosphere'/><author><name>Logan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03234395924002061194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.new-york-visit.com/pictures/new-york.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
