Going More Green To Fight Hot Dog Run-a-way!

Once again I'm updating what's been going on with me on getting down to my porn weight. I been using my bike more to get around, leaving the car at home. This is good for two reasons, it helps me burn fat which is way cheaper than gas. The other is I'm going more 'green', doing my best to help the planet. While I was out yesterday pedaling my ass around I went to the local Chevy dealer. I wanted to see the Volt from GM. I think it's a good ideal to make more cars us other power sources than a gas engine. The think I found a bit odd is the price they have for the Volt, 50k loaded, 40k stripped. Why buy a Volt when you can buy a hot Audi or BMW at that price. I think GM should rethink the price on Volt or give it a better looking body style. (now back to update). As usual I start my day by pedaling my ass over to the local Starbucks for the first cup of the day. I also get a banana if they got any. I sit and enjoy my java while watching the world around me. By the time I'm ready for my second cup I get a cheesy bagel/cream cheese to go with it, sometimes I don't. While enjoy that cup I check what's going on with twitter and facebook or chat it up with a few of the baristas. When I'm finish I pedal back to my flop. Then when its time for what would be dinner I do my best not to let my eyes get bigger than my stomach. For awhile there I have been letting my eyes get the better of my stomach, but as of a few day back I've gotten control over that; eating only to feel full not stuffed. A few nights ago I went to Der Weenie where I stuffed myself with hot dogs of all kinds; where I should have only gotten a couple I let my eyes get the better of my gut. I felt like a food junky; its the crash that makes you feel like shit. So I got myself back to eating only when I'm hungry and not letting my eyes get the better of my gut.  A couple of nights ago I went to Carl's Jr for two Santa Fe Chicken sandwiches, that's it nothing else. As for last night I had Chinese but again I didn't let my eyes get the better of my gut. The thing with Chinese is that no matter what you eat you feel stuffed but not the stuff feeling that your gut is going to bust. Now for tonight thinking of hot dogs but not from Der Weenie instead from the local place up the street. These hot dogs will be wrapped in tortillas. I will only get two not four or five. I will not let my eyes get the better of my gut. The drive behind this is to get hot MILFs to 'eye fuck' more and to fit better into shorts that I have in the drawer (a size smaller), not to be doing the lay down on the bed to zip them up routine. More later on how things are going. 

Have a good long weekend-happy holidays. Remember this is the summer season kick off... go to more movies so I can get more work! Thanks from the management!

double standards... or why old fat guys got to strip joints...

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Proud Daddy!

It fucking figures! I ask God for three things... not in a pray like most of those who can't stop preaching or thumping the Bible... or profess to be born again (Lucy you've got a lot of explaining to do-I would think the term should be found again-like, I missed placed it but now I found it again but not born-ouch)... here's the deal I ask God to grant-give-lead-bring-open-you get the idea, most of the time this type of begging or promise usually follows having your head in the toilet give homage to the porcelain throne... you say something like, "Oh God if you get me out of this... or make it go away... or make me feel better... I'll never do it again, I promise"... I call this the 'Drunken Promise' (come on I know more than a few of us have been there done that)... you get the drift... well it happened God did it... so far, one out of three ain't bad but who's fucking idea was it that this piece of shit world is going to end tomorrow or if you're reading this Saturday it would be today... who says God doesn't have a sense of humor... could I be so lucky that he/she gives me the other two things I've been asking for before 6:00pm (shit I hope its in the pm-I'm gonna need my cup of java)... "come on God if you do this I won't do that... I promise, swear to God"!... (D'OH)... now you're asking yourself what is it that he/she did?... simple... my son got his directing/production deal!... come on God what about me.... pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease... you can go now I'm just going to keep begging here for a bit.... Yup proud Daddy!.. hey God before you pull the fucking plug on this mud ball could you do me one more favor... pleaseplease... I promise I'll be---- 

Something new from the Coffee Cave!

The Coffee Cave is doing something to drive me up the wall... how is it that the marketing Baristas know I'm a coconut/chocolate freak... damn them to hell... I going to admit that I am a gold card/my card app for iPhone carrier... I can get java no matter what Coffee Cave I wonder into around the world, even though I don't have any wampum in my pocket (yup they got an app for that)... now back to our tale... they make this drink for the summer months only why I don't know... what they should do is have it all year around at every Coffee Cave around the world no matter where... here's the thing... the concoction at my local Coffee Cave is made a bit different from other Coffee Caves... so this would be the disclaimer... now I got to write this as well... it will blow any diet out the fucking window, it's a food junkie's overdose, make any diabetic go into shock, giving a sugar high to any little kid causing them to bounce off walls... (disclaimer) should be keep out of the reach of small children... the stuff that gets dumped into the cauldron blender... half and half (yup the semi heavy stuff-thank the gods they don't use heavy whipping cream-the heart stopping stuff)... chocolate coffee base (caffeine almost never tasted so good)... more chocolate syrup (are you drooling yet?)... coconut flavor elixir... and here is the key (at lease to my little fetish)... add more coconut flakes when blending, so there will be coconut flakes throughout, like a 'Mounds Bar' (so you get coconut flakes blocking the straw making you suck harder to get the concoction into your mouth-that just reads real bad)... add some ice to make it frosty... did I say add coconut flakes?... blend it up in the cauldron... add more coconut flakes... pour into a cup with chocolate drizzle... more coconut flakes... now here is where you can do a bit of change up by adding some caramel drizzle if you like but as for me why dilute it... now top it with whip cream... add some more chocolate drizzle... oh yeah and some coconut flakes for topping... yeah baby!!!... the only thing better would be having hot sex with a hot horny MILF... or... even better would be having a hot naked MILF and pour this concoction on her and licking it off... I don't see a downside here... anyone?... now for the pic it should be used as the LOGO for the drink... they could call it Cool CocoMilf & Coconut Frappaccino!

Still chubby

Getting back to getting down to my porn weight. I been a bit lax at writing what's been going on. I have been letting myself lapse on watching what I eat but most importantly how much I eat. I've start my day by going to Starbucks to get my first cup of the day with banana, which is good. If I'm still hungry I get cheesy bagel/cream cheese. It's a good start of the day. My down fall has been my dinner or last meal of the day. Where I been letting my eyes get the best of me. When that happens I tend to eat more than I really want or eat beyond comfort, stuffing myself. I check myself on the scale most every day to keep myself in check. As of yet I haven't gone off the deep end. I have been keeping the weight off as of yet of that I have lost already. Now its getting my body back to dropping weight again. Still not doing any fade diets that cause you to drop weight by doing things that aren't found in everyday world. As for me I'm trying to do it in the everyday world. I'm cutting back what I eat watching what I eat and living in the real world doing my best to keep away from all the fades that one hears about or reads. I will say this I'm going to check out weight watchers to see how much they have change. I did watchers a long time ago and as like most they had you doing things that doesn't apply to what you run into the real world. I mean who carries a scale with them to weight everything, or trying to order off a menu. It feels good to fit into a smaller size pair of pants or tighten the belt that other notch. Well I'm calling it a night for now and I'll write more soon on what I have been doing to get back to my porn weight. I really want to have women checking me out again. 

Eye Fucked! Look it up in Slingo app

I had to think about this tale before writing it... I'll be up front about it... it can be misconstrued... it could be taken as being conceded...  it is a double standard by alrights... what is it you ask?... well let me say it's been awhile (no not that, not that either, I haven't gone blind yet, I wish it was that-geeezzz)... but first a question... when was the last time you where— EYE FUCKED?... what is this you ask? (fuck at lease pretend to care)... this is when a person locks eyes on you; instantly has you naked in their mind and mentally fucking you... now for the double standard part of this... if you are a guy and you're doing this at work... its called sexual harassment... if you do this on the street/public, you'll get a comment like, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU LOOKING AT"?... or it could lead to a slap on the face (naayyy that would be S&M)...  the only time a guy can get away with it is in a bar with a woman who has consumed great amounts of alcohol... here is the flip side... when a woman does it at work, the guy is thinking, damn I might have achance... or if a woman doesit on the street, the guy usually thinks is she looking at me?... the one thing a guy will neverdo is yell sexual harassment or slap her, when a woman EYE FUCKS him... now the only time it couldbackfire on a  woman doing this to a guy is again bar... where he has consumed large amounts of alcohol and is there on a date... then again it's not the guy who gets annoyed it's his date, then the guy pays for it.... again.... but if he's there alone, he's thinking "I just got lucky"... okay now here's how it relates to me... I was at the local Coffee Cave having my 'first cup of the day'... I was chatting it up with Voodoo Witch Barista and her partner in crime I'm Not That Kind Of Girl Barista (you've meet her before trust me)... we where chatting about the different types of people who wonder into the local Coffee Cave... mostly the female types... its when I noticed across the street at the local 'COUGAR'S ON THE HUNT BAR' a nice new English made SUV (that cost more money than its worth) parking at the curb... the 'Cougar' a blonde out of the bottle, wearing a pair of I paid more than you make on sunglasses, checking herself out in the vanity mirror while being on the cell phone... we inside the Coffee Cave couldn't help ourselves commenting on her (yeah I know, but its fun)... Voodoo Witch Barista said 

something about how fitting she parks in front of the Cougar On The Hunt Bar... I'm Not That Kind Of Girl Barista was asking me what do I think she's up to... as for me I knew what she was up to... she was there meeting her 'I'm cheating on my guy' or 'I'm hooking up with my sugar daddy'... in this case it was a combo of both... I'm cheating with my sugar daddy... which was kind of funny because her sugar daddy pulled up in the same make English SUV and color (must have gotten a good deal)... we inside the Coffee Cave watch the two act all 'on the sly'  as they crossed the street to the Coffee Cave... which made Voodoo Witch Barista and I'm Not That Kind Of Girl Barista snicker... I/we watched them enter... she did the ordering and doing her best to act cool... he a few steps ahead of her was looking for a spot for them to sit inconspicuously... thing is when you try to be inconspicuous is when you are the most conspicuous... okay now this is where I get sucked in... as she was hanging at the 'pick up your drink counter' waiting for her order... me sitting at my usual spot at the counter.... I got a better look at her... I was telling I'm Not That Kind Of Girl Barista that she looked like a make over... go ahead ask... when a guy, goes through many operation to be made over into a woman... there was something odd about her...  the Cougar Blonde Out of Bottle had a manly aurora about her... when her drinks came up for her to pick up that's when it happened... she EYEFUCKED me... I wasn't the only one to notice it, I'm Not That Kind Of Girl Barista picked up on 

it too... matter of fact it made her giggle at me... first I got to say it's been awhile since I've been EYE FUCKED... oh how I miss it so... the downside is being EYE FUCKED by a manly-woman... I can only hope that it happens again but next time I get EYE FUCKED its by a hot girly-girl MILF... even though it was the Cougar Blonde Out Of The Bottle (manly-woman) who did it to me... it kind of gave me a boost (no I'm not GAY-would it make you gay if a guy became a woman then EYE FUCKS you?) to keep me getting down to my porn weight... is there a moral for this tale... I don't know... but if there is... it has something to do with alcohol, double standards and COUGARS and happy hunting grounds... GARRRRRR!

A different kind of Cougar! Daddy likes this kind, the other kind will bite your head off... then again so will this one if you cross her

Gotting back into control of dropping weight.

Getting back to what I'm suppose to be blogging about here. I have been letting my guard down on not watching what I eat and how much I eat. As of late I been very lazy. I been eating, not the wrong things but eating thing that I shouldn't be eating often, like French Fries, once in a while it's okay but not every time I get a burger. Milk Shakes are dangerous too if you let it get the best of you. Ice Cream not good either when you let it run a muck. The thing is I got to get back to it. I want to get down to my porn weight again. I got to get stronger at saying no to Ice Bended drinks at Starbucks when someone is trying to entice me. Got to stop letting my eyes dictate how much to eat. Stop when I feel full. I have been creeping up the scale instead of dropping down on it. It feels good when I can get into a pair of Levi's that are a few sizes or inches smaller than the last pair I've been wearing. I like it when my Aloha Shirts and Tee-Shirts fit looser. Now the things I got to get back to doing like eating when hungry. Stop shoving things into my mouth when I'm not hungry. As for what I have been doing; I've been riding the bicycle more to get to local Starbucks and doing some errands. Starting my day with a cup of java with banana and if still feel hunger I have the cheesy bagel/cream cheese. That usually last me until I eat the last meal of the day or if I get the munches before I eat the last meal of the day, I'll some nuts or trail mix, the packets from Starbucks so there's no chance of eating handful after handful. For the last meal of the day is where I have been falling down. Like this weekend starting with Friday night I had 3 Flako Tacos, guacamole and tortillas. When I should have stop at having say 2 Flako Tacos and nothing more. I let my eyes over rule my stomach, felt stuff for hours. Moving on to Saturday night when I had Carl's Jr Six pounder guacamole burger and

Santa Fe Chicken sandwich. Again eating more than I wanted to. My gut was telling that the Santa Fe sandwich was plenty but again I let my eyes lead the way. Sunday night I had went to the market and got Jack Cheese, deli style hot dogs and the leftover tortillas; ate more than I should have; let the craving run wide on this one. But today I got back to getting down to porn weight. Back to having a cup or two at Starbucks with Cheesy bagel/cream cheese no banana this time. For my last meal of the day it's going to be a all red meat burrito and that's all nothing else accompanying it. EAT TO FEEL FULL NOT STUFFED. Don't let my eyes get bigger than my stomach. Part of the battle is knowing your fucking up and doing something about rather than surrendering to failure.