Lately, I'm noticing how beautiful straight men are. The ruggedness to them, the roughness, the desire to be tough, the attraction to a bit of danger and risk. I know, not all straight men fall under this category, but most it seems do. Lately, I just think that straight men are the most beautiful things on earth. Lately, I love men's health magazines; dirt bike magazines; I love guys who wear beat up, somewhat torn and dirty jeans, somewhat messed up hair. Fuck, they are so beautiful! I sometimes pass by a sporting goods store where there's a poster of a man with a surf board beside him, about to go surfing in the ocean. I have literally stood and stared at the poster for two minutes or more, just in awe of how beautiful the scene is. The squareness of his shoulders, the embarking on an adventure. Straight men are so necessary to life!