March 30, 2006

Anal Creme Pie

Recently discovered terminology: Anal Creme Pie

1. An ass that's had a load of cum shot into it.
2. A phrase originating from the adult industry in which a man cums inside of his partner instead of pulling out.

Note 1 - semen on an ass is not a cream pie. Cream pies have cream on the inside.
Note 2 - An ass that mearly has semen on it is just a messy ass. Cream must be injected!

Example: Douglas stuffed his cock far inside Luke and made a cream pie that took a full 5 minutes to run back out. Doh!


Personally Robocub loves Anal Cream Pies. But due to health concerns I'm on a strict diet and can't take candy from strangers.

As Nancy Wilson said, "Face It Girl, It's Over"

No, I am not talking about the fact that Chelsea is dead and over as the epicenter of the New York City Gay-Universe, with happy go-lightly little white straight couples all around buying up condos and pushing baby carriages and such. Opps, did I just say that?

But really, on a on more important note...If today is any indication that Spring has finally arrived and the Winter is over, then I'm am thrilled. I was sweating on the way to work today, yes sweating. Does me sweating get you hard? Look down, put your hand on it and let me know. I even took off my jacket and walked with just my t-shirt. It's beautiful out.

Now the countdown begins...59 days till the beaches open!!!

March 29, 2006

SICKO COMICS #5


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March 28, 2006

Featured Artist: MARTIN ONTIVEROS

Recently me and the Robopapi (as Eddie will be referred to from now on) discovered this amazing artist Martin Ontiveros, based in Portland, Oregon. I'm totally loving his style. Cartoonish robotic fantasy is the only way I can describe. Check out some of his works here, here, and here.

We were extremely lucky to acquire one his works titled,
"Super Mecha Jumbo Mestizo". The Super Mecha Jumbo obviously refers to the Giant robot and the Mestizo refers to a mixed ethnic/national background, which I'm assuming is referring to the artist himself. We love this painting. The colors are so vibrant (the image does it no justice) and compliments the subject perfectly. The fact that it's of robot Mexican wrestler is such a unique score for us.

Martin said, "I did this for a robot-themed show that was to happen at Super 7 in San Francisco this winter, but the show was cancelled and I have this just sitting around."
Well Martin, we'd love to thank you for this beautiful work. It's now happily hanging in our home and it makes us really happy. We love it!

March 21, 2006

Mother Nature to the NorthEast: I'm gonna git you sucka

Well it seems that the forecast for a devastating hurricane to hit New England is all over the news lately. I'm beginning to think, is this one of those forewarnings that we should all really be taking very seriously. Even the Weather Channel has produced a what-if scenario called It Could Happen Tomorrow. I saw the episode about a category 3 hurricane hitting New York City and was a bit freaked out by the possibility. It's gonna be really bad.

I even read about it this morning in one of the local NYC papers. They said that some forecasters are blaming global warming. But whatever the reason, it seems that it will happen within the next 10 years, possibly even hurricane season 2006. What made sense to me the most was that with ocean temperatures rising, it's the Earth's way of spreading out the increase in temperature. Totally makes sense to me.
I'm very curious as to what Weather man Jeff has to say about all this.

Here are just a couple of major news organizations reporting on this recently as a serious possibility:
AccuWeather: Threat of Major Hurricane Strike Grows for Northeast
CBS NEWS: Super-Storms Seen; NE In For Big One?

The only thing I'll be laughing at is all these insane real estate values in NYC will probably plumet.

Ya GODDAM SKINNY BITCHES

Alright, so this may be so gay cliché but I don't give a fuck, I love her, she is one of my favorite women and comedians, Mo'Nique. And she's coming out with a new movie this Summer and I can't wait. I just watched the trailer and if the very first scene is what it's all about, then I'm there on day one! And if you don't know who Mo'Nique is, check out her 2001 collaboration with 3 of this Earth's funniest women in The Queens of Comdey (or just watch HBO any day of the week, I'm sure you'll catch it).

The phat bitch open nationwide on April 7th!


As Adele Givens says, "much love"

I wanted to say thank you to everyone for your kind words of congratulations and support yesterday. I count myself as incredibly lucky to be in a relationship like the one I'm in. I had an ex who thought that word "lucky" was a sick and twisted way of thinking. Well ya know what mister X, fuck you. Had you believed in me, you probably wouldn't have gotten all mixed up with Tina and everything else that followed suit. Sucker! Yup, I can be such a hater. Thank goodness for me I found out sooner than later. And what comes around, goes around, and the interest sucks.

Believe me I know how insanely hard it is to find a relationship that works or even just a good man you can connect with. I've had my fair share of sick and wrong relationships, totally psycho freaks and Dr. Jeckle & Mr. Hydes. I've had my heart completely stabbed, pulverized, stomped on, and brutally beaten. Sure I have dark places in my heart and memories but I can also be lucky to have all those experiences and know to steer clear of them for any future relationships, and that definitely includes friendships.

I wish I had those magic words for everyone who's struggling in a relationship or is yearning to find their love. Sorry to say there is no magic I can bestow (oh great, what good am I). Everyone has their own magic and spark. What works for me may not work for you. I think of ourselves as different elements and we all interact and react differently to each other. It's all in the eye of the beholder babes. I guess the only thing I can tell y'all is if you feel those butterflies, if he makes you a tad nervous, then just try it. Go for it. There's never a guarantee or expectation for anything. Hey, ya never know until you try.

Much Love

March 20, 2006

SICKO COMICS #4


1,460 days... oh l'amour l'amour Tu jour l'amour

Today, my love and I are celebrating our 4th anniversary. It was 4 years ago today we met (duh. I had to say that because it makes me sound stupid). As much as I enjoy savoring memories of the past 4 years we've spent together, I can't help but be more excited about what lies ahead for us. We already have plans in the works but I won't dispense details. Don't wanna jinx it ya know.

Happy anniversary my love

March 17, 2006

But what about all those growth hormones they put in milk!?



Amazing what you can do with Photoshop. My tummy is flat as a pancake and doesn't look like I've just eaten a dozen of them like it normally does. The latest ad for my friend M. Wakefield's 8th Anniversary party for the Brooklyn Meatpacker's Ball, a sex party hosted in Park Slope, Broooklyn. This picture was taken a year ago I think.

Been attacked by a robot? Get insurance.

Have you ever been the victim of a drug guzzling robot attack? If so, then get your self some insurance against robot attacks.

Atomic Robot & Atomic Butt Boy (me)


Atomic Robot, originally uploaded by Luc Latulippe.

Well well well, what a small world it really is. I've recently befriended a really sweet guy who lives in Vancouver. He's quite the cutey and so is his man Daddy Doug.

A long while ago I also befriended another guy in Vancouver who will go by the name BigDog. Well BigDog sent me a t-shirt that was done by a local Vancouver artist. It was a large so I only wear it around the house but it's one of my favorite t-shirts. I love the design and colors and it's super soft.

So here I am flipping through my new found friend, Luc's Flickr picutres and what do I stumble across...? The art on my t-shirt. He is the artist. Amazing.

This is not the first time that stuff like this has happened to me, being drawn to people in unforeseen mysterious ways. I love it.

March 16, 2006

Hot steamy hot sweaty hot sexy, did I say hot?

I'm in love. I mean lust. I mean I wish I could be there. If this is what some sauna/steamrooms are like, I am SO there!

OK, well seeing as this frakin' Blogger image uploads is still broken, go here to see what I'm talkin' 'bout. YUM.

Seasons of Love (not by Donna Summer)

Guest Blogger today is my very good friend DJ BEHR in Chicago. He was telling me about his observations and theories of the "Seasons of Love". I was quite amused by it all, especially since the original source being refered was Bigmuscle.com. But rather than me explain it, DJ BEHR has graciously done so...


Seasons of Love

Well it's that time again. The time in which relationships tend to fizzle, die, or put on life support for one last time. What I'm talking about it the cycle gay men tend to go through with relationships. I first came to this theory 5 or so years ago.

My theory is that there are certain times of the year that relationships reach a breaking point. The person you are with suddenly doesn't do it for you anymore. The little things you ignored suddenly turn into the deal breakers. Here is my breakdown of when a relationship is most vulnerable:

Spring Cleaning - It usually tends to happen in April. The weather is warm, your hormones get a kick start and suddenly the man you never took a second glance at suddenly is someone you must experience. Perfect time to end your dead end relationship because the Summer is right around the corner and you have this desire to not be tied down. Mr. Perfect is just waiting for you the next time you go to the beach, bar or hell, that dark alley you love to cruise.

Mid Summer Dump - This usually happens in July. So you went against your inner voices and decided you wanted to be in a relationship. Perhaps you wanted someone to camp with, take trips or just show off that a hot stud is around your arm. Suddenly you realize that Mr. Perfect is a dud. No problem, you still have a few months left of the summer to enjoy being single so dump them after the 4th of July Holiday to allow maximum single time.

End of Summer Dump - Having a BF after Labor Day is like wearing white after Labor Day. Your summer pal was OK but not worth hanging onto when the weather gets colder. Horrible thoughts of actually spending 1-on-1 time with him drive you to end it after the Summer social season draws to and end.

Unhappy Holidays - So you made through the initial snuggle stage and realized that laying naked on that bear skin rug in front of the fireplace isn't as romantic with your BF as you thought. There is a major problem though. The holidays! Do you really want to bring your BF to meet Aunt Tillie? Do you really want to be subjected to his dysfunctional family? The final straw, you just don't want to put any more into this especially when you are faced with the cost of buying him a gift. The thought of spending hours and hours at Macys thinking "what the hell do I get him?" When you finally think a salt and pepper shaker is the end all gift for him, you realize you must end this before all those holiday events happen and gift bought.

I know I've exaggerated a bit but I stick by the times of year as when faulty relationships end. I've noticed while looking through BigMuscleBear.com that no less than 20 profiles that had a partner suddenly do not. Take a look around you and see if this is true with the people you know, met or seen profiles of. The Spring Cleaning is happening a bit earlier this year but it's well on its way.

March 15, 2006

Robocub ISO Uber Geek Daddy

Seems like I've been getting into some rather heavy geeky material lately. I'll 'splain...

First, there's this here blog thing. Now blogging in itself ain't hard..type, click a button and voila! But getting a bit more advanced and redesigning my template
(the stuff that gives your blog a certain look and style) so I don't have the same ugly look as most other blogs is a bit difficult. I'm horrible at languages and that includes machine languages like coding for web design. It takes a lot of time to tweak it and figuring out how to do things. Plus I can never remember a certain way of coding that I might have done once before that I need to know again. Note taking is not in my lexicon. I'm so bad. Did I ever mention I failed grammar in high school as well as French 101? But I digress.

Secondly, I've been spending a lot of time researching different aspects of home networking. I have Earthlink highspeed via Time Warner (they really suck). So much for the high speed though. I'm pulling in about half of the advertised bandwidth speed. Anyway, I've been trying to research various different cable modems, maybe buying my own, but it's very hard to find all the right information and advice. And forget about dealing with Time Warner customer service. They don't know shit. I'd sooner ask some old lady on the street if she could recommend a good DOCSIS 2.0 compliant home cable modem that has a full duplex WAN port.

Then of course I've fallen into the gaming thing. Yes, the gaming thing. I've never ever really been into video games except when I was a kid and the Atari 2600 was all the rage in the late 70s and then Colecovision in the early 80s. But computer games really bore me to tears. They're too fast and not enough experimental and exploration time. Although I guess it depends on which games you play. However, my only geek buddy EvilBuddha kind of got me into Halo. Now I love it. I even bought my own copy so I can legally play online against other opponents without a hitch. But there's a been a lot of experimentation involved with setting up and hosting my own game server that others can join in on and play with me.

Although EvilBuddha is usually the first person I consult with all things geek, he doesn't know everything. Certainly not his fault as I don't know everything either and he often consults with me. But when we pool our nogens together we usually come up with the right answers. But lately it's been a strain and very frustrating, especially with the home networking stuff and even more so the blog template designing has been really difficult. Sometimes I just want a frakin' educated answer now.

I NEED AN UBER GEEK DADDY!
Applications are now being accepted: Age/sexuality/looks (well, hmm)/gender not important although experienced preferred. Must be internet savvy and connected, non-technophobic, love to tinker, geeky but not a total dork. Must speak English and be able to articulate well. Oh yeah and very importantly, MUST be Mac friendly and knowledgeable.

March 14, 2006

Rosemary brought him up right

OK so Rosemary was George's aunt, but hey...I love George Clooney. What a handsome man. But really he's even more attractive on the inside. He's got guts considering he's a Hollywood bigtime actor always under scrutiny. Here's something he said recently that makes me proud to be American. This is the kind of pride I take in America, not all the bullshit flagwaving crap that most Americans think is what patriotism is. This goddam country was founded on three amazing principals. Can you spell it America, F-R-E-E-D-O-M, L-I-B-E-R-T-Y, and J-U-S-T-I-C-E for ALL.


George Clooney: I Am a Liberal. There, I Said It!

I am a liberal. And I make no apologies for it. Hell, I'm proud of it.

Too many people run away from the label. They whisper it like you'd whisper "I'm a Nazi." Like it's a dirty word. But turn away from saying "I'm a liberal" and it's like you're turning away from saying that blacks should be allowed to sit in the front of the bus, that women should be able to vote and get paid the same as a man, that McCarthy was wrong, that Vietnam was a mistake. And that Saddam Hussein had no ties to al-Qaeda and had nothing to do with 9/11.


This is an incredibly polarized time (wonder how that happened?). But I find that, more and more, people are trying to find things we can agree on. And, for me, one of the things we absolutely need to agree on is the idea that we're all allowed to question authority. We have to agree that it's not unpatriotic to hold our leaders accountable and to speak out.


That's one of the things that drew me to making a film about Murrow. When you hear Murrow say, "We mustn't confuse dissent with disloyalty" and "We can't defend freedom abroad by deserting it at home," it's like he's commenting on today's headlines.


The fear of being criticized can be paralyzing. Just look at the way so many Democrats caved in the run up to the war. In 2003, a lot of us were saying, where is the link between Saddam and bin Laden? What does Iraq have to do with 9/11? We knew it was bullshit. Which is why it drives me crazy to hear all these Democrats saying, "We were misled." It makes me want to shout, "Fuck you, you weren't misled. You were afraid of being called unpatriotic."


Bottom line: it's not merely our right to question our government, it's our duty. Whatever the consequences. We can't demand freedom of speech then turn around and say, But please don't say bad things about us. You gotta be a grown up and take your hits.


I am a liberal. Fire away.

March 10, 2006

SICKO COMICS #3

Nothing is above or beyond a joke. So for all those that can't take a joke, FU!



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A VERY SMARTASS MOM

I don't often do this but what the hell. I love it and it made me laugh out loud at work. It' also sweet, and there's nothing better than a sassy mom. I got it from one of my new favorite blogs, DADDY DOUG'S BLOG. Here goes...

Conversation with a Mom

John invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal, his mother couldn't help noticing how handsome John's roommate was. She had long been suspicious of John's sexuality and this only made her more curious.

Over the course of the evening, while watching the two men interact, she started to wonder if there was more between John and the roommate than met the eye. Reading his mom's thoughts, John volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Mike and I are just roommates." John kissed his Mom goodbye.

2 weeks later, Mike came to John and said, "Ever since your mother came to dinner, I can't find our good meat platter. You don't suppose she took it, do you?"

John said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll send her an email just to be sure." So he sat down and wrote: "Dear Mother, I'm not saying that you 'did' take the meat platter from my house, and I'm not saying that you 'did not' take it. But the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.

"Later that night, John received a reply from his mother.

"Dear Son, I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Mike, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with Mike. But the fact remains that if he was sleeping in his own bed, he would have found the meat platter by now.

Love, Mom

March 09, 2006

SICKO COMICS #2



I wish all my friends were like this.

March 08, 2006

SICKO COMICS #1

Today I'm starting a mini-series called SICKO COMICS. My friend Curley (absolutely no relation to the Three Stooges by any means or height) sent me a bunch of these and they cracked me up this morning, so I wanted to share them. Hopefully they'll bring a chuckle or giggle to you every day.



In case the text in the comic is too small to read, I'll copy below.
You can also click on the cartoon to make the image larger.
  1. I keep geting a negative answer for number ten. What does that mean?
  2. It means you're gay.
  3. Yeah, real funny. I'll just ask the professor.
  4. Watcha doin' tonight?

March 07, 2006

Pup Pride

This is a new one on me. Leather Pup Pride? I found it on this cute DJ's website. The flag is cute, but honestly where do you draw the line? I thought it was a gay contingent at the AKC (American Kennel Club).


Flattery will get you anything you want from me

Fellow geeky blogger Glenn sent me this slideshow that some bear/cub lover called Strongerbear put together on YouTube.

I must say I'm incredibly flattered that he put me in amongst all these incredibly fine sexy men. I only feel a bit out of place because after all I'm just a pocket cub (definition via Joe.My.God = small cub or bear that you can easily fit in your pocket) and all these guys look rather big (not fat, just big).

Note that the sexy Glennaliscious is the 5th guy in the slideshow. I'm featured somewhere about two-thirds through the slides. Sadly I'm not naked or shirtless unlike most of the others. And the last guy in the slides is featured twice and rightfully so!



March 06, 2006

A SHADE BIT SHADY, and a tad bit childish

I have no idea where this is coming from today with the exception of events on my walk to work this morning and the fact that this is the third day in a row where I am the sole IT person on staff in my office. In other words, I'm b-o-r-e-d (say it like Ming the Merciless says it to Klytus in Flash Gordon, 1980) today and I can only flip though so many pictures on Bigmusclebear.com without becoming brain-dead.

Anyway, to get to my subject today... there is almost nothing that gives me more pleasure than snubbing or otherwise giving "shade" to an obviously extremely hot looking man. But only the kind that thinks they are the hottest piece of shit on Earth. Those are the ones I love to snub.

Case in point; This morning's walk took me past the ever ridiculous (my own jealous opinion) David Barton Gym on W.23rd Street (I'm too laze today to hyperlink it, and frankly why bother). As I was to cross the street, this very very
very hot man crossed towards me. He was the kind who knew too well that he was super hot (and he really was). I nonchalantly glanced at him just so that he saw me see him, and then I slowly looked the other way as he passed, deliberately showing him that I could care less. I know this is so High School and childish but I love doing it. I love letting them know that I don't care that they think they're hot shit. Another case; is this super hot trainer that one of my friends slept with once. He's such a conceited freak that I always pass him and don't even bother glancing at all. I might as might be a blind man when it comes to him. This really is a great source of entertainment for me. But just so y'all don't get the wrong idea about me, I only do this to guys who give off that conceited energy. I'm more than happy to look, ogle, or stare at very hot men. I just find guys who are humble so much more sexy.

Now please forget you ever read this entry. It will self-destruct in 15 seconds.