It blows my mind that it’s been over two weeks since I last posted here at neverland. So much has happened! I had an upper respiratory infection that, combined with my asthma, put me on my ass hard (no worries, all is well now). I completed my taxes and am now anxiously awaiting a refund. Facebook reminded everyone that yesterday was my birthday, and my thanks to all of you who wished me well. And to those of you who didn’t, don’t think I didn’t notice (just kidding… I’m the worst offender when it comes to missing birthdays). Actually, I got this sweet slice of hotness from Ty Alexander, who took my hint that I’m driven a little wild by a hot boy in wrestling gear and specs.
And I should acknowledge that Drake Marcos sent me greetings and said he still had my Christmas present, which he offered to re-gift it into my birthday present if I wanted. Between you and me, I think this “gift” of his is all in his imagination, just like his promise to some day score a victory over an opponent. But if it’s the thought that counts, then the Cheshire Cat of Homoerotic Wrestling gets credit for creativity, if nothing else.
As to the central premise of neverland (hot homoerotic wrestling) I’m just now getting around to marveling at the gold mine that is BG East’s drop of catalog 103, Talk about a feast of mouthwatering goodness! I’m sure I’ll have plenty to say in the near future about several of these choice pieces of hotness. In the mean time, I’m looking forward to another year of breathing, another year of sucking down the best homoerotic wrestling I can get my hands on, and another year of broadcasting this inner monologue for your enjoyment.