Boy George? Am I a sick fuck or what!

I am back. It is August. I would say that summer is coming to an end (can I be more early on that call?) but we really have not had a traditional summer around these parts. I have not had the air conditioner on for very long this summer. It has been cooler than normal and certainly wetter. It is not so much the amount of rain but the fact that there seems to be a shower at least every other day. At least, with the dry summers, the grass dries out, stops growing and I do not have to mow it. Now, the green stuff grows and I have to mow. It is all the worse because I am mowing moist grass, too. Then again, I am not kicking up as much dirt.

I forgot to mention something last week. I am, again, into to some bad television. I have been watching "Dating in the Dark" on ABC. They have 3 guys and 3 girls and they get to know each other in a dark room. Eventually, after forming some form of a relationship, they reveal what the people look like to the other. They then can choose to meet the other for another date or leave. It is a stupid premise but I like gawking at the folks.

Anyway, I watched the first episode last week (there were two on yesterday, but I could only stand to watch one, I do have some standards, low they may be) and was struck by something. One of the girls looked a bit like Boy George. The funny thing is that she looked like Boy George cross-dressing or dressed in a more male fashion. I am sorry but that right there is a deal breaker for me. I COULD NOT date any woman that looks like Boy George.

Think about it. If she was blowing me, I could only think that I was getting blown by Boy George (not a turn on in my world, if that is how you roll, more power to you). If I was fucking her vaginally, it would like fucking Boy George (see above for the same comment), fucking her anally would, of course, be like fucking Boy George up the ass, well except for the fact that I believe (they did not show it) she has lady "parts". Of course, the final act of depravity would be having her put on the strap-on and then it would really like I was getting fucked by Boy George. Not EVER going to happen.

You see what I mean about that being a deal-breaker? Now, run along and keep that mental image in your head of fucking, or being fucked if you are so inclined, by Boy George. Ciao!