Because the outdoor swimming season has started, making our hearts very light and draws an significant amount of attention away from boys to physical pleasures of sportier character. Or that's not completely true. We simply enjoy the semi-dressed company of boys who prefer to start off their days with a few turqoise laps even more.

Because they great thing about June, July and August is not simply tanned arms, but as our friend the photograher put it; "Well, that's summer for ya, everyone is happy and horny".

Although there is no valid reason for people to change behaviour, the vast majority seem to be closing up their physical and emotional candy stores as September moves forward. This saddens us. And how exactly do you plan to survive winter then?

Keep the sweetness burning.

NOTE TO SELF; Last night we made out with one of the guys featured on the blog. We congratulate ourselves, almost a year into the project, for achieving such ground breaking progress.

Naturally we wanted more, so as the taxi pulled over outside our house we suggested that he and his luscious lips join us upstairs.
"I have to work tomorrow."
Fair enough at 4 am on a Wednesday night, but how about going back to your place then?
"I have to beat you at tennis first", he said.

Strangest thing we have ever heard and, seriously, that's not gonna happen.

Because a passion for sports, dark eyes and handsomeness is unbeatable. And the World Cup in soccer is always an indicator of a fantastic summer; the weather is exceptional, daytime drinking is encouraged and the world unites in a celebration of strength, endurance and creative play. Concerning our June - August, we're aiming to redefine the term Boys of Summer.

While we are busy reworking the world, or trying to understand the importance of energy, the complexity of systems and the power of our inventiveness, we would appreciate reports containing exclamation marks!!! and CAPITAL LETTERS of joy and love from our city dwelling friends.

And since we are celebrating great photographers, Malarky is particularly gifted in the area of capturing babes.

Because we are delighted that tennis season has started. Life is somehow even better courtside. And since the sport mix sweat with elegance in such an appealing way, there are plenty of good reason to date a player;

1. We're always looking for a good opportunity to come up.
2. We can do it with two people or four. (I prefer two.)
3. We have good hands.
4. We grunt when the action heats up.
5. We know how to make a racket.
6. We can hit it from all angles.
7. We have the endurace to last 3 hours...straight!
8. We wear shorts to hold the balls.
9. We want it easy, but hard is good too.
10. Even when we aren't scoring, we're in love.

Because we are wearing shorts today for the first time in 2010. And because the next, and first time, we will make out on the McCarrens sports field after dark, you seem like a guy who is both comfortable in nature and know that sunglasses might come in handy for those killer floodlights.

There is saying that when your ear turns red, someone is thinking about you. There is also a saying that the only way to survive winter is to embrace it, and put your arms around something warm, good-looking and curly haired.

Throughout the years we've learned that a smile is can often open seeming closed doors. And with a Yankee fever spreading more rapidly than the AH1N1, just keep those arms wide open, baby.

A passion for something, anything, is one of the most attractive characteristics we know.
Ben here likes to skate on water, gets to tie-dye stuff for Nike and has an wonderful smile under that nearly twenty moustache.
(And you could also be a younger version of the guy below.)

Sometimes we wish they all could be California boys.
Or in the case of this Z-Boy, relocating to Hawaii works as well.

There was a baseball player in front of us at the supermarket in Vegas once and the only thing he bought was a gallon of full fat milk and three bars of Snickers. Then there is obviously something about the sport that created home runs.

Although the quality of the Swedish National Soccer Team has declined, they have never been this good-looking before. And our mentality is very much about looking at things from the bright side.

Vision in pink-Grynet definitely acts as a sources of inspiration with "Ta ingen skit!"-policy and promoting "Man blir kär i vem man vill", but possibly the most when we are considering careers where you could suggest going on a date with Zlatan as actual work.

Okay, okay, so we love beards, long hair and tennis.
But to prove the point we've provided the transformation of Luke Wilson in Wes Anderson's The Royal Tenenbaums, and the before pictures are way hotter. In the movie, dear Luke even tries to kill himself after the make over. Although we wouldn't go that far, we much rather make out with you in that excessive amount of facial hair.

Well, there is something about you too. We're thinking of making out in the kitchen over some post-tennis beers.

Because swimming is on par with kissing, Mark Spitz.