Folsom

Woohoo! Just got back from Folsom Street Fair and had a great time. Of course in keeping with the primary topic of this blog, I love Folsom mostly because of the opportunity for legal public nudity. Of course there are many other reasons too.

This time it was just me and the BF. We met up with two guys we had met at Folsom the year before that we've maintained contact with. One of them lives in Ft. Lauderdale and we've seen him once last year in FTL, once in Key West and twice while he was visiting and later passing through DC. The other one is from New Orleans. Although we hadn't seen him before, we had kept in touch. Once of them travels constantly and got a free room so we all stayed in the same room along with one other guy from New Orleans just a few blocks from the fair.

I love Folsom for the craziness. I love all the people we meet and get to know. I love the parties even though I'm not really into the circuit party thing. I love just meeting people in the bars south of Market like Powerhouse, Ramrod and the Eagle. I love the leather dress up and underwear (or not) dress down. I love walking naked in the streets.

Tennis Porn

Of course I love tennis and what could possibly be better than playing naked. Was very disappointed that weather at naked camping this year didn't allow me to play. I'll just have to keep looking at these pics to hold me over 'til next year.

Yannik Noah: Black french player from the 80s. I love this pic, because his cock is peeking around the corner ever so slightly:

The cutest of them all, Rafael Nadal of Spain getting a massage:

Carlos Moya of Spain:

Juan Carlos Fererro of Spain. He was number one for a while I believe back in the late 90s or early 2000s. Still playing today:

Feliciano Lopez of Spain:

Tommy Robredo of Spain:

Tommy Robredo again:

Masturbating Rats

I came across this article about research into a rub-on, Viagra-like drug that is in the works. What struck me about the article was when it mentioned that research had been successful on rats. I'm not one for rats, but I can't help but laugh at the idea of someone rubbing on some salve onto a rat's dick and then somehow exciting it enough to see if gets harder more often that when the play with the rat's little thingy under normal conditions. Can I even use the word normal here?

One Week to Folsom

I'm really looking forward to going back to Folsom Street Fair next week. We'll be leaving early Friday and returning on Monday. The main events for the weekend will be walking nude in the main fair and of course the Magnitude party. In anticipation of next week, I posted some of my photos from last year...

Signs of Life

I haven't posted for a while and it wasn't for any reason that I am aware of. After all, I'm still living, going naked and thinking about the world around me.

Last week we went to the Gay Naturist International (GNI) gathering in Pennsylvania. I really, really wanted to go for the full week, but I have taken too many vacations already this year and could only get away for the half week option. So we were there from Wednesday through Sunday. We winded up staying in a cabin with 6 good friends, which was very cool because I love all of them and we get along so well. A friend in the cabin next door also arranged for us to be part of his group, so we even dressed up for all of the themed events. You have no idea what a stir 20 naked men dressed in nothing but rainbow colored balloons can make.

Last night we went to a Labor Day naked pool party and afterward we accompanied a friend to a new, once-a-month leather party, which gave me my first excuse to wear my latex jock strap that I bought in May. The party was actually pretty fun, but I couldn't help comparing it to some of the places in Europe.

On politics.... I've completely lost all faith in the human race. At this point I'm dubious that we'll get health care reform, which I think is the most important new initiative we could possible undertake. But beyond that, having a black president has shown me just how much some of the country hates us and I find that depressing. Perhaps I was just a little too optimistic in the first place. Oh well.