Nathan is hanging out with his little buddy Jeremy tonight. They went to the Metreon for a movie and video games at Sony. I'm stuck at home working and needed a little break. So here I am blogging again. I told him if there was going to be any fucking between the two of them he had to bring it home so I could watch, although I don't think it's that kind of relationship.
Funny, I just re-read that post I referenced. It was the first time I introduced Nathan to this blog. He was a lot thinner back then as I described. Jeff and Nathan got a bug up there asses and started going to the gym twice a day since then and taking all these supplements. He is much, much bigger now. Jeff was already over the top.
I had a tramatic experience in the shower this morning. Grey hairs are sprouting all over my head. I bolted out of the bathroom to show Nate and he was like, "um, yeah I noticed those before." So I went back and pulled um all out. I feel much better. This getting older thing is really starting to suck. I wonder how much longer I can fake being twenty-something when I go out. . . Shut up . . . You'll do it too when you pass thirty.
Oh shit, Nathan's back.
later
j






Grey hairs on your head freaked you out huh. You are gonna be a mess when you see em sprouting in your pubes. Careful how you pass judgement on older generations, like the snow boarding post re. the older guy, dude, you are on the path. We all are.
Posted by: Robert N Lng Bch | Thursday, March 09, 2006 at 10:07 PM
There's one solution for grey. Color. I'm red and brown right now...I know. I just turned 40...
Posted by: Dan Turning Forty | Thursday, March 09, 2006 at 11:00 PM
In the three LTRs that I've been in since I started getting a few white hairs among the brunette, all three men have said the same thing when I threaten to dye my hair: "Oh, no!!! Don't dye your hair! The white ones look 'sparkley'!" One of them elaborated, "In candlelight or dimly lit rooms it looks like some new sort of glitter that can't quite be discerned. It's very attractive."
Ok. Whatever. But I still haven't dyed my hair. ;-)
Posted by: Calichef | Friday, March 10, 2006 at 02:44 AM
Don't pull it out!! Haven't you heard the oft-repeated maxim that ten others will attend the funeral?!
Paul
Posted by: Paul | Friday, March 10, 2006 at 04:20 AM
I consider each grey hair I get as achieving more wisdom about life. I would never consider dying it! side note: I have naturally curly brown hair that changes to auburn when I'm in the sun. The grey curls rock.
Don't fear aging ~ think like the French do about women "the older they get, the more beautiful they become."
And by your blog it seems you have nothing to worry about ~ except going bald or looking like you have the mange, because you insist on pulling the grey fuckers out.
Posted by: Uncle Zoloft | Friday, March 10, 2006 at 04:35 AM
At least you will be in good company.
Posted by: Sue | Friday, March 10, 2006 at 07:17 AM
I was never much for grey but then I met the man who I have since married.
There's something to be said for someone fun likeable and at the same time, grey. It's a bit of an imperfection that suggests a foot in realism which I think is very sexy.
Gays that insist on trying to hold back the grey with dye, botox or surgery start to look ridiculous crowding in at the clubs in their ultra tight t's while they leer over 17 year olds. After a while they just start to look like mutton dressed as lamb and that's just ridiculous.
Men are so lucky to start looking hotter as we get older. Who's sexier Sean Connery in "Darby O'Gill and the Little People" or Sean Connery in "Highlander"?
Posted by: Mike G | Friday, March 10, 2006 at 07:51 AM
In "The Roman Spring of Mrs. Stone" by Tennessee Williams, one of the characters, an aging Italian Countess who pimps beautiful boys to wealthy women, says, "Youth is like snow in April. Stunning! But then the sun comes out." After I turned 40, I met all the beautiful boys I had tried so hard to meet when I was in my 20's and 30's. I'm 53 now and not much has changed. They appreciate my maturity and composure, my calmness and manners. I've been outdoors most of my life in all weathers, first as a young surfer, then as a project manager in exotic locals. My face is lined and craggy, my hair salt and pepper with silvery accents. I've earned everyone of these lines and gray hairs. They define who I am, my experiences, my defeats and triumphs. I would never change them. And when my darling niece or tough little nephew climb into my lap and snuggle close, they don't care that I'm not young and pretty, so why should I? A friend of mine once ran his finger over the little lines beginning to appear at the corners of my eyes. "What are these," he asked. "Laugh lines," I said. He looked at them thoughtfully then said, "Nothing's that funny". But it was, and still is.
Posted by: Tim | Sunday, March 12, 2006 at 04:38 AM
When I was your age I swore I would not fight the hair thing. While I haven't gone grey, I've lost a lot. I just keep my hair really short and accept it. I've had nothing but complements from other guys. I'm 40 but people are still shocked when I tell them. They think I'm in my early 30's.
Sure I wish I had a full head of hair, but I don't, so that's that. I do have a lot of grey when I grow a beard in the winter. I tried dyeing it briefly but just felt ridiculous. Nathan will find the grey sexy, trust me.
Posted by: David | Sunday, March 12, 2006 at 06:07 AM
Hey - I think others have said it - get used to it, once you see the first ones, they don't just magically stop sprouting and you'llnever be able to yank them all out and worse yet, when you do see them in your pubes and you can guarantee that this is next. Next will be hairs in your ears and other places you never expected them - thank good for esthetics, a couple of Advil and I can stand any amount of waxing. Also, keep a good razor and some really great shaving cream (I suggest Clinique M Shaving Gel - works wonders on the private parts, and thier Deep Comfort Body Butter for the after shaving experience).
I'm sure Nathan will love you as you are and hey - the shaving thing can be great foreplay. When all else fail, a good colourist.......
Posted by: Alberta Dave | Sunday, March 12, 2006 at 08:52 PM