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Weekend Roundup: 4th of July

I’m so in love with Scranto. Having him come up this weekend has settled everything in my head; all the fears and worries have shot out the window… John is the guy I’ve been waiting for.

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We did so much this weekend, in such a lazy fashion; it felt like the weekend was a whole week:

• Headed to Cathode’s for Big Ass Drinks Thursday night, learned that Mama still loves me enough to overpour my (and John’s) Margaritas.
• Rednecks in Bradford know how to cook, and two whole halfs of Chiavetta’s chicken equals a whole halved chicken.
• My dad smokes ribs better than anyone… still.
• I’m going to look like my Grandpa when I get older.
• Skylar John, and I can miraculously fit on a single (the size) bed.
• I love my bear.

Check out the photoset on Scranto’s flickr page to see all we that we did.

IKEA+Vinyl=Party Hutch

IKEA can make some total crap. Sometimes you wonder what exactly goes through the heads of designers when they produce something like the HATTEN, which looks like an acrylic cake carrier flipped on end.  Despite the seemingly drug induced design choices IKEA spews out en masse, you can always be assured they’ll have some wicked lighting to make up for it.

I saw the DIODER (featured in the video above) series last year, when I went with Angel and his biz partner to shop for new store furnishings. We had picked up the disc lighting, hoping for a multicolored cosmic front display, only to realized upon getting home, that we had picked the plain lights instead. Norman took back and we forgot all about them. Fast forward to last weekend with John down in Maryland, when we took the mandatory sweep through IKEA looking for an ottoman suitable for John’s new space. We saw the DIODER series again, this time in the form of adjustable light bars, brighter than the discs and a tad more expensive, but we thought the perfect solution for a faux ambient effect behind John’s Hi-Def.

He snagged the bars and I grabbed the discs, I wanted lighting for the vinyl hutch and these were perfect. However, as I never seem to learn from the past, the light bars turned out to be the plain boring white strips, though I managed to get the colored discs this time. John’s still trying to find a solution for the overly bright bars of doom…

Good luck trying to get these online, unless you want to pay nearly double from the .ca store and then extra on top to get it shipped from Canadia. Yes, Canadia…

ps. IKEA is the only company I know that gives you too much cord with your lights… not that thats a bad thing…

Video: Skylar and his new daddy.

Alright, so it has been almost a week with no updates, and I have been quite mum about the Scranto visit. Work has swizzled my hours around and tossed on a few extra projects, sending me into reorganization mode with almost every one of my daily activities. Not to fear for the blog, I just have to schedule the time I have to update. I really hate responsibilities.. makes me itch.

Anyhoo, here is a video clip that me and John took while he was here. Skylar was an attention whore, sapping up to John and winning him over instantly. Watch out for the cute bear at the end… he’s MINE.

Skylar from John Scranton on Vimeo.

Scranto’s Video Test

John bought himself a new digital camera, and sent me this video to show the quality of the recording. I twittered about it, only to have the bears demand viewing rights as well. So here it is, coupled with a testdrive of the new Sprout online flash widget creator.

The biggest step is the first one.

Unless you catch my twitter, I’ve been somewhat silent about John on my blog, and partly its because I wasn’t thrilled to get the reaction. See, I’ve spent the last couple of years in Buffalo being the cruelest gaming asshole ever. I’ve dated a few guys, broken a few too many hearts, and pissed off a whole bunch of people. I’ve come to the conclusion that I no longer wish to continue this trend; it seems to get in the way of me finding real happiness. To go from player to lover, deceptor to devoted, is as easy as flipping a switch.  However, proving that that switch to people is a lot harder. Thus, the second part of my conclusion is that I no longer care how people will perceive my sincerity on this because I only have to prove myself to one person, and i quite like it this way.

I’ve fallen quite deeply for this redheaded bear named John. John lives in Maryland. I most recently spent President’s day weekend with John, and we seemed to have fallen in love. I’m a firm believer that if you care for someone, then you make sacrifices and take chances that you wouldn’t normally do for anyone else. The risk of failure is only high when you hesitate, and is most surely 100% when you don’t take the risk at all.

The mechanicals of our relationship are very intersesting, merging social technology and cross-culture immersion to make up for the physical gap between us.  A uniquely funded travel budget may be in the future, and beyond that is too early to tell. All I can say is this dude completes me in every way I could ever have possibly imagined and to pass this by based on something as stupid as distance would make me a fool.

Oh, and he twitters…

[Click above for the Maryland Trip Flickr Set]