okay here is the deal… it’s either i turn into a girl so i can be my hot straight friend’s girlfriend or i turn straight myself so i don’t have to worry about that s**t at all. Hm…both of them are very hard to achieve…
Crafted by loving hands of the artisan from well thought-out plans.
Launched to set sail from the harbor of origin for adventure.
At first testing the maneuvers for which you were meant to explore.
With each turn of your keel reactions from the diverse tides react.
Lessons valuable and sure for the journey that lay before you.
Unfurling your sails and going with the pulling winds to reach speeds and distance along the way.
Currents sometimes in your favor and the wind hits the sails just right.
Destination seems only smooth sailing ahead.
Then in the sun rich time of noon the wind is taken from your unfurled sails leaving you almost unable to move and guided in any direction.
Stillness that hoped to be taken with the wind is replaced by careful recalibration of maps, nautical calculations and wondering how you can find the wind again.
The heat of day that once was praised for its warmth now seems overwhelming with intensity.
Then as if an answer to a prayer the whirl of wind finds your mast and flows against the new course correction to push onward.
Grey replaces the pale blue and rain fills the air and beats upon the frame.
For caution sails retract and reaction causes hatches to be batten down.
How long will this storm last?
Which direction should my wheel face to handle the approaching intense tide that awaits me?
Battered by the crashing waves upon thee with fears that this might capsize and take you down.
It is in that moment that the true make testing of the crew and capabilities of your design are put to test.
In the midst of the roaring storm reflection flashes in an instant longing for the smooth sailing, but quickly fades to handle the current battle for existence.
Will the sun return to its dominance and clouds so mischievous in their effect be removed from my path?
Then as if queued by the divine the rains reduce and heights of crashing waves shrink back.
A color filled bow cast its arch in the distance.
With care the sails once again find their release guided by the rope upon thy mast.
Smiles replace the panic and accomplishment and thankfulness for the end of the storm.
As the warmth of the day is restored, it is then that the captain realizes that if it was not for the test of storms he would not appreciate the make up of his vessel.
A new appreciation for the warmth of day and blessing of wind upon the sails is found.
From the midst of reflection with confidence the captain proclaims, sail on my vessel, sail on.
soooo, i hit on this guy at a bar, and not to sound like an asshole but what a jerk! vain, couldnt even give me the time of day but hey, what was i took expect? anyways thought id let ya know thats hes a poser!
I knew this girl in High School who did not comprehend anyone’s attraction to the male body saying,”There’s nothing there.” I need to find her and e-mail your picture.
On the third picture down it looks like there is a bump on your left side just above the small of your back. Maybe it is an optical illusion, or maybe it is a lipoma. Just thought I’d throw that out there.
February 27, 2009 at 9:58 am
so cute!
February 27, 2009 at 9:59 am
Two words~
Mind-blowing.
Or does that count as one? Haha
February 27, 2009 at 10:09 am
okay here is the deal… it’s either i turn into a girl so i can be my hot straight friend’s girlfriend or i turn straight myself so i don’t have to worry about that s**t at all. Hm…both of them are very hard to achieve…
February 28, 2009 at 9:06 am
I say find an equally hot gay friend. Lots of them around.
February 27, 2009 at 10:33 am
swim on my brother.
February 27, 2009 at 10:51 am
Very hot, and not that I want to be a wet blanket, but don’t you need water?
February 27, 2009 at 12:16 pm
dont go smoking a doobie like phelps
but that is great quote
February 27, 2009 at 12:42 pm
Very cool, looks like a fun time!
Ciao!
February 27, 2009 at 12:48 pm
Nice photography, and definately sexy you. Love the quote. You always have such interesting ways of looking at things. Thanks for posting.
February 27, 2009 at 1:22 pm
That is a terrific inspirational quote…
Thanks,
Davey-2-2
February 27, 2009 at 1:34 pm
Hey!! I’m from Brazil… I loved your website… you are very funny guy!!
Well… Good weekend to you
Sorry about my english…. I try to do it better
Hugs
February 27, 2009 at 2:03 pm
That is what I would call a very sexy outfit, now bring on the close-ups !
February 27, 2009 at 2:21 pm
Why didn’t I walk by that window? o.O
February 27, 2009 at 2:48 pm
HAVE A GREAT SWIM DAVEY, WISH I WAS THEIRE
February 27, 2009 at 3:18 pm
The way not to drown
Is to swim far out
And dive deep down.
February 27, 2009 at 6:44 pm
Sexy biatch.
February 27, 2009 at 7:10 pm
Kick ass goggles!
February 27, 2009 at 7:27 pm
two words:
teeny peeny
February 27, 2009 at 9:42 pm
Great quote, we need to make our selves go places, not wait for the “boat”
February 28, 2009 at 3:40 am
Try speedo in white next time.
February 28, 2009 at 7:53 am
4th photo is interesting!
February 28, 2009 at 8:57 am
I swim 30 laps every day. Takes 35 minutes. I love to swim. The best exercise. I’m 55 and healthy and loving life. Keep up the good work, DW!
February 28, 2009 at 9:17 am
I guess we all have our own favorite way to stroke on a Friday-
Stroke on buddy!
February 28, 2009 at 9:40 am
Swim my little goldfish, swim!!! Try to keep you head above the raising tide!!!
Love ya!!
February 28, 2009 at 10:03 am
Sail on, Sail on
By: Ronald F. Brown
5/8/2007
Crafted by loving hands of the artisan from well thought-out plans.
Launched to set sail from the harbor of origin for adventure.
At first testing the maneuvers for which you were meant to explore.
With each turn of your keel reactions from the diverse tides react.
Lessons valuable and sure for the journey that lay before you.
Unfurling your sails and going with the pulling winds to reach speeds and distance along the way.
Currents sometimes in your favor and the wind hits the sails just right.
Destination seems only smooth sailing ahead.
Then in the sun rich time of noon the wind is taken from your unfurled sails leaving you almost unable to move and guided in any direction.
Stillness that hoped to be taken with the wind is replaced by careful recalibration of maps, nautical calculations and wondering how you can find the wind again.
The heat of day that once was praised for its warmth now seems overwhelming with intensity.
Then as if an answer to a prayer the whirl of wind finds your mast and flows against the new course correction to push onward.
Grey replaces the pale blue and rain fills the air and beats upon the frame.
For caution sails retract and reaction causes hatches to be batten down.
How long will this storm last?
Which direction should my wheel face to handle the approaching intense tide that awaits me?
Battered by the crashing waves upon thee with fears that this might capsize and take you down.
It is in that moment that the true make testing of the crew and capabilities of your design are put to test.
In the midst of the roaring storm reflection flashes in an instant longing for the smooth sailing, but quickly fades to handle the current battle for existence.
Will the sun return to its dominance and clouds so mischievous in their effect be removed from my path?
Then as if queued by the divine the rains reduce and heights of crashing waves shrink back.
A color filled bow cast its arch in the distance.
With care the sails once again find their release guided by the rope upon thy mast.
Smiles replace the panic and accomplishment and thankfulness for the end of the storm.
As the warmth of the day is restored, it is then that the captain realizes that if it was not for the test of storms he would not appreciate the make up of his vessel.
A new appreciation for the warmth of day and blessing of wind upon the sails is found.
From the midst of reflection with confidence the captain proclaims, sail on my vessel, sail on.
February 28, 2009 at 10:46 am
Oh, to be a towel boy in your locker room!!
Service[s] with a smile!
February 28, 2009 at 11:19 am
Davey..ALMOST looks like the speedo you wore at my place in Jerszzy last Summer…Love “your” David
February 28, 2009 at 11:22 am
artistic-minimal-and way too HOTT.
February 28, 2009 at 5:21 pm
soooo, i hit on this guy at a bar, and not to sound like an asshole but what a jerk! vain, couldnt even give me the time of day but hey, what was i took expect? anyways thought id let ya know thats hes a poser!
March 1, 2009 at 8:44 am
I knew this girl in High School who did not comprehend anyone’s attraction to the male body saying,”There’s nothing there.” I need to find her and e-mail your picture.
March 2, 2009 at 10:36 pm
On the third picture down it looks like there is a bump on your left side just above the small of your back. Maybe it is an optical illusion, or maybe it is a lipoma. Just thought I’d throw that out there.
March 3, 2009 at 3:07 am
In your third image, on the left side of you there is a large lump on your back.
Jump noticed my love, I hope it isnt anything serious.
Cheers.