Aussielicious

Firstly thank you so much to all the people that have said I can join their camps at burning man. As you can understand, the prospect of joining total strangers is a little odd but not out of the question at all as that’s what you do when you don’t know anyone.

My main issues with getting to and surviving BM are, how do I get into the middle of the desert without a vehicle? I will be travelling to other parts of the US if I make it over there so lugging a tent and other camping/survival items isn’t entirely plausible. I have not the first idea about what it will take to survive the week without starving. For seasoned Burners, I’d love to hear your advice, tips, tricks and if anyone has advice on transport etc, please leave your comments!

My detox was planned for three days. I lasted 8 hours before cracking and eating something. Even then I thought I’ll soldier on, it’s a minor slip. By the end of the day, I got home feeling faint and slightly nauseous. I know I don’t have the best discipline or will power but to be honest I don’t think I am designed to survive on 6 juices in a day. My heart wasn’t really in it.

I’m sure for those who are dedicated and in the right frame of mind, there is quite a lot to be gained from a detox like this. The 6 juices that I was supposed to be drinking are full of great stuff and you can taste the goodness in them. Granted, some of them are a little challenging in the deliciousness department but a few of them are genuinely nice. If you want to have a go at the detox and do better than me, head to Urban Remedy and sign up.

Any long time readers will know that getting to Burning Man is a big item on my list of things to do and I’m seriously hoping to tick that one off this year. What’s the problem you ask? The logistical magnitude of getting organised to go, getting in there, getting everything I’ll need in there and surviving, plus the cost of the endeavour is quite large. I am also probably going to be doing it alone. There are people I know going, like the ScenicBoys who I would love to spend time with, but I’ll essentially be going just me, if it happens this year.

Essentially that wipes out the possibility of an RV or campervan setup as I just don’t have the money to do that alone. So without a vehicle how do I get there? Lots of thinking to be done. I don’t want to put it off again, but logistically it might have to happen.

A couple of weeks ago I was approached through this blog to see if I wanted to try a 3 day cleansing detox program. So, if all goes to plan, starting tomorrow I won’t eat anything for 3 days, but will be drinking 6 different fruit and vegetable packed juices, full to the brim and beyond with nutrients to make me look and feel healthier.

The woman who I was dealing with promised me my skin would look fantastic, my body would flush out all the toxins and I’d probably even lose some body fat.

The prospect of 3 days without any food is quite daunting. My work colleagues are convinced I have worms because I eat 2 or 3 meals while I’m at work, not counting breakfast or dinner, plus a couple of snacks. The possibly more scary aspect is no caffeine is allowed for 3 days. I’m a big coffee and coca-cola drinker. Caffeine and I have had the closest thing to a long-term relationship that I’ve ever experienced. We argue every now and then when I think we’ve seen too much of each other, but then we soon kiss and make up. I haven’t fully prepared my work colleagues as to what I’m like without food or caffeine. Fingers crossed.

This photo is the “before”.

Over the couple of weeks break for the holidays, I discovered a U.S. show that is on in the middle of the day here called “The Doctors”. The host, or lead doctor is Dr Travis Stork, who upon googling his name, I found out was one of “The Batchelors” and is considered The Nice Batchelor.

Yes he seems quite nice, but since I’ll never meet him and marry him, I’ll settle for the fact that he’s darned cute. These photos don’t really do him justice but let’s just say, he’s hot and totally my type, apart from being straight.

aussieBum have just released some new Boosterjock swimwear in 1.5″ sides in these new colours. Aren’t they nice all filled out spectacularly by Andreas who needs not a scrap of boosting, clearly. I don’t need anymore swimwear, I rarely wear it. I’m even going to a pool party today and I dare say by the end of the party, not muc swimwear will actually be on people in the pool. Fun fun.

The results are in for the poll on what we are doing to groom our pubic regions. Most of you are just doing a light trim to keep things neat and in order, myself and a few hundred others aren’t far behind in the poll. We shave the balls and crack and trim the bush. Next up are the 170+ of you that let nature run wild followed by the totally smooth gang and last with a handful of votes are those with a very manicured small nature strip in front. Thanks to Artistry of Male for the blatant use of his photos. What a lovely bunch of low hangers they are too. Whoever those boys are, I salute you and your generous testicles.

For a few years a while back, I rowed surf boats. I have never been as fit as I was then. 250 kilograms of boat, with four rowers and a sweep (the guy at the back steering) piloting the boat through the unpredictable surf with their speedos wedged up their arse never knowing if you are going to make it back to the beach intact. SO much fun. The explanation of the wedgie thing is here.

aussieBum have just launched their new Valentine’s day range! The torture for us single folk starts earlier and earlier every year. I managed to get through New Year’s Eve without getting depressed and crying this year and my goal is to make it through Valentine’s too.

This range looks like a bit of fun and keeps the spirit of fun that aB is famous for and Valentine’s should be.

After a couple of recent night time skinnydips with a couple of different nudie buddies, and noticing how much of an effort it was to actually track someone down who was available to join me, I have created a Skinnydippers Sydney facebook group for everyone in Sydney who loves a bit of a cheeky nude swim.

I’m hoping that everyone will make contacts and enjoy those cheeky nude swims with like minded guys and girls more often. Backyard pools, hotel pools, ocean pools, beaches. Wherever you like to get your junk out in Sydney for a swim, you can chat about your favourite spots or times. So come join up!

I don’t have much to say tonight. I’m in a bit of a strange mood after a long day. I’m toying with an emotional and hopefully cathartic post that may come soon.

In the mean time, enjoy this sexy video from Fratpad.

I’m not even a paid member of Fratpad but the idea of a bunch of, well frat guys, running around nude, being made to do crazy nude challenges, and horse around at close proximity to each other is a lot of fun. The guys all seem to really enjoy the attention and even go along with the gayer stuff, like the jack off races where the winner cums on the loser.

They don’t claim that all the guys are straight but make them have sex. Sure they put them in fairly sexual situations, like massaging each other or challenging them to give the best lap dance but the guys all seem to see it for the laugh that it is. There are a couple of guys that are openly bi, and I think there have been gay guys in there. If I was going to join a fraternity, I’d want to be in that one. Needless to say they are all buff and young and hot, but it’d be a safe bet that a serious gym routine would be part of their contracts.

It’s not the sexual stuff I like most, but the naked horsing around like this oiled up slip and slide video!

On saturday I was assisting a friend of mine who is a professional photographer on a shoot in a stunning house in Surry Hills, Sydney. Before the model turned up he was using me to test the lighting etc. So as a result I have a few new photos. What have I learnt from this? That I’m my own worst critic and I should never shave my head again.

I shaved it for another photoshoot by the guy that shot the black and white shots of me and he is working on a series and wants all the guys to have cropped hair.

So back to Saturday’s photos. I actually think my body looks better when I’m goofing around in the background being a dickhead (shot on the left) than it does when I’m TRYING to look good, see example on the right. Oh well. I’ll just try and bloody relax in photos from now on then.

As someone that learnt to swim at the age of 3 and spent most of my summer existence in or near the water, and someone that loves photography, it’s only natural that I want to try underwater photography. But the investment in equipment is a bit out of my range at this point. Who knows, maybe I’ll save for a small digital snappy underwater camera to dabble but for now I’ll content myself with looking at other beautiful imagery shot by others.

I found Valdes Art House today with these beautiful images of people swimming. Water instantly relaxes me, just the sheer power and rhythmical nature of it’s movements almost hypnotise me.

Just one kiss. If Jed Hill here gave me one little kiss or a good hug, I could probably die happy. Hell, even just a wink and a smile might make me happy for some time. These shots are by Rick Day and were blatantly stolen from the talented and stylish guys, Steph and Alec at OhlalaMag.