As I begin this new chapter in my life, I promise to be honest and open with you, hiding nothing, although I will leave it to your imagination to figure out if I am wearing pants or not.
Tuck — yes, good eye! I also tried to shave my back, but ended up just cutting myself. I had gone to the beach yesterday and felt odd that I was the only guy there with hair on his body. Everyone else was a vollyeball/surfer dude.
But as I was doing my chest, I received a phone call, and never finished shaving, and Sophia told me that it was going to just be all prickly, so I now have a half-shaved chest.
Forget the pants. I want you to put on those clear buttless chaps hanging on the door behind you. I like that your clear buttless chaps have pockets. Mine don’t. (This is where I’d put the sad smiley face if I used sad smiley faces.)
New chapter, my ass. You’re just hoping this will titillate some of your female readers, and maybe one of them will invite you to stay with her for a wild weekend.
For those interested more in the bathroom decor than whether I am wearing pants, Sophia and I have three bathrooms. One is the main bathroom, where we brush our teeth and comb our hair. The second is on the lower level, and it is the smaller guest bathroom. The guest bathroom is where the cute dolphin toilet seat is located, which I showed to you a few weeks ago.
This is the bathroom attached to the office and it is basically where I shower and shave and read the New Yorker when I want to get away from it all. So, blame me for the shoddy decor. It also has poor ventilation so the whole room steams up during a shower and we’re always fighting mold and mildew on the shower wall. And get this… this bathroom is carpeted, making it even more of a health hazard. Sophia hardly ever steps foot in here. Got it?
I’m looking at the man in the mirror,
I’m asking him to change his way-ays,
No message could have been any clearer,
If you wanna make the world a better place,
Take a look at yourself and SHAVE.
I totally vote for the shave down. And some nice chinos and a button up shirt.
I’m OK with hiding. Fine with obfuscating. Prefer editorial discretion. Please don’t feel you have to be 100% open and honest on my account. I may have to stop reading you. 🙂
Neil Kramer has been writing about his life online since 2005. He has worked for Disney and HBO. Neil lives in NYC. You can contact him at neilochka on yahoo.
i vote no pants!
Ha!
This was definitely a funny way to start the day. Thanks, Neil 🙂
I’m going to say you’re wearing chaps.
Exactly, what ARE chaps?
Pants are highly overrated.
I think I can see the reflection of pants or no pants in the small stripe that is the towel holder. Or maybe I am imagining it.
Neil! You’re just trying to tickle our keyboards aren’t you?
My votes:
1. spandex pants
2. a quirky little thong with feathers
3. titillating tights (like superman)
I like Ingrid’s answers.
Boxers? A Towel?
Did you shave the top part of your chest?
I feel pretty sure that if you were not wearing pants, you wouldn’t have been able to stop yourself from telling us. So I vote pants.
Tuck — yes, good eye! I also tried to shave my back, but ended up just cutting myself. I had gone to the beach yesterday and felt odd that I was the only guy there with hair on his body. Everyone else was a vollyeball/surfer dude.
But as I was doing my chest, I received a phone call, and never finished shaving, and Sophia told me that it was going to just be all prickly, so I now have a half-shaved chest.
Pants Free!
I bet you’re wearing pants, because your mom reads.
Everything okay…?
LvGurl — Actually, the first woman to ever see me pants-free was my mother.
you might not have pants on, but i’d guess you’re definitely wearing smalls.
*swoons*
No pants… please?
Hi Mr. Penis and Neil!
It would appear that you’ve got enough hair from the nipples down to be able to get away with no pants anyway. 🙂
You should have seen it before I tried to shave it off.
I vote yes on the pants.
I’m more curious as to what’s in that see-through bag behind you.
You’re too skinny.
I vote you eat something. If it’s hot soup, put on some pants first.
Neil, you are ahunk :-). I vote no pants.
I have a really good imagination!
No pants, but shorts.
Also, can’t stop thinking about this now… http://youtube.com/watch?v=HcQVfOaq_4o&feature=related
Maybe long black socks and white sneakers? LOL
Arjewtino — That’s where we keep the soap and shampoos we steal from hotels, but one of the straps on the bag broke, so it just hangs there like that.
Katherine — funny.
The kids on your facebook friends list are going to love this shot.
If you are wearing pants then you have on the exact opposite of my daily uniform. Pants are for going outside.
I love that picture.
I love new chapters! Pants optional.
Forget the pants. I want you to put on those clear buttless chaps hanging on the door behind you. I like that your clear buttless chaps have pockets. Mine don’t. (This is where I’d put the sad smiley face if I used sad smiley faces.)
New chapter, my ass. You’re just hoping this will titillate some of your female readers, and maybe one of them will invite you to stay with her for a wild weekend.
Hmm. I think you’re wearing pants. But why take this picture now? Are you submitting it to Hair Thursday?
Rattling — Uh, yes.
Miguelina — I’m still waiting for Whoorl to give me my shot.
WOOT! (You weren’t kidding, I thought you were kidding!)
Neil,
Don’t shave your chest, OK?
And does the bathroom need painting or does the mirror need cleaning?
(Critiquing your bathroom is my way of avoiding the pants question…)
I think any new chapter should involve a few bathroom decorations.
As there is no towel on the rack, I’m would assume it’s wrapped around your waist sans the pants.
I say no pants. I think new chapters should start fresh, naked fresh.
For those interested more in the bathroom decor than whether I am wearing pants, Sophia and I have three bathrooms. One is the main bathroom, where we brush our teeth and comb our hair. The second is on the lower level, and it is the smaller guest bathroom. The guest bathroom is where the cute dolphin toilet seat is located, which I showed to you a few weeks ago.
This is the bathroom attached to the office and it is basically where I shower and shave and read the New Yorker when I want to get away from it all. So, blame me for the shoddy decor. It also has poor ventilation so the whole room steams up during a shower and we’re always fighting mold and mildew on the shower wall. And get this… this bathroom is carpeted, making it even more of a health hazard. Sophia hardly ever steps foot in here. Got it?
You are such a whore.
I think you mean gigolo. Isn’t a whore always a woman?
I’m looking at the man in the mirror,
I’m asking him to change his way-ays,
No message could have been any clearer,
If you wanna make the world a better place,
Take a look at yourself and SHAVE.
I totally vote for the shave down. And some nice chinos and a button up shirt.
Jane — don’t you mean a button down shirt?
No, Neil. I mean button UP! LOL.
I’m OK with hiding. Fine with obfuscating. Prefer editorial discretion. Please don’t feel you have to be 100% open and honest on my account. I may have to stop reading you. 🙂
That picture doesn’t leave ENOUGH to the imagination so far as I’m concerned.
Oh good god. You’re not going to start doing those partially clothed Sundays and nearly naked Wednesdays or whatever the hell those are.
No, Heather. Just a once a year thing to get it out of my system.
Nakey Neil…
no pants is my vote 🙂
Keep it real, babe.
JP/deb
Welcome to the Naked Bloggers Club!
there is no way you’re nekkid!!!
i go out of town for a few days and come back to naked neil pics! man. i have to read what i’ve missed. why, oh why is neil naked?
Would it be wrong to slightly yearn the old less honest, less open Neil who wore clothes?
Oh.
My.
God.
I do believe I’m havin’ a case of the vapors.
What a gorgeous, gorgeous man.
AND, your hair is growing back, looking unkempt. SO sexy.
uuuuuummmmmm…boxer briefs…
I vote tighty whities.
And… ummm… dang.
Ah, see? This was hilarious, quirky, silly, adorable, and unexpected, all at once. What’s not to love about that?
tease.
pants and flip flops.