Join us on Thursday, April 24, 2008, for Dining Out for Life! Dining Out for Life is an international fundraising event involving the generous participation of restaurants throughout the country.

In exchange for pledging a minimum of 25% of their day’s food and liquor sales, restaurants and bars receive promotional materials and are listed in a city-wide marketing and advertising campaign to increase customer traffic on Thursday, April 24, 2008.

The funds raised will benefit The Center’s HIV/AIDS services and prevention programs.

Where did you eat?

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daniel · mid-afternoon · 1 comment · ping it

I had to wake up extra early to pick-up my dry cleaning. It looked like they weren’t open yet and I was getting pissed as I strode up to the door. I mean it was after 10…

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daniel · late morning · say it · ping it

I have just finished reading Blind Fall. It’s the latest by Christopher Rice. I have read all his books. I am such a good gay like that. He is gay after all, as well as Anne Rice’s kid. Actually, all that aside he has become one of my favorite authors, and I was looking forward to reading this one. I have to admit it started slow. I feel like Randy Jackson right now, but yo yo dawg, check it out, it was kinda weird for me in the beginning. I think that this story was more of a stretch, I mean in my opinion it had to be difficult for a gay man to create and bring to life a straight Marine character. Luckily, the weirdness in the beginning faded fast and I got completely hooked on the story. As I tend to do if I like the book. It is not uncommon for me to finish a good book in one or two sittings. I think I read this one in three. That’s still a very good book. In the end I was sobbing too. But I won’t give away plot. I suck at that and will ruin it somehow.... How’s about the Barnes & Noble synopsis?

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daniel · the wee hours · 2 comments · ping it

Okay, so there is another Charger game this week. As you may recall, I experienced my first football game viewing (from start to finish) last week. We had a bit of a gathering, and kind folks kinda explained the game to me as it went. I had a blast. So much so, that since my work schedule allows it I may watch the Big Game tomorrow. By myself. With no one to explain anything. Heh. And it is a big game. The winner of the Chargers-Patriots game tomorrow moves on to face the winner of the New York Giants-Green Bay Packers game (3:30 p.m.) in Super Bowl XLII. So tonight I was trying to research my new favorite team. You know, looking at all the pictures. I found a new reason to love football.

#57. Matt Wilhelm. He’s dreamy! 6’4” and 245 pounds of muscle. See? Now we have something here with this football thing. Now we have discovered a hot guy playing in the game. Football just got sexier. I mean we all knew tennis and soccer were filled with hot guys. Even golf has a few. Swimming of course. Basketball… But football was always kinda rough, and those helmets really cover your face. Now we know better!

And don’t forget my favorite hottie on TV talking about sports. Kyle Kraska from my Local 8 news team. He’ll be live FROM New England to cover the game.

I just need to run out and get potato chips. 

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daniel · late at night · 1 comment · ping it

Okay, this has nothing to do with the holiday. I realize this. However, doesn’t it remind you about how thankful you are to have eyes? Let’s take a moment, shall we? *sigh* This man has the dp.com seal of approval. (I think that would make a great tattoo, don’t you? Like my signature on an ass. Cabbage Patch-ish only pornier.)

We can make a difference here people. Vote! Vote for Ryan!

You knew we were voting, right?! We are. For the new face crotch MAN of Armani A|X! There is no other choice! Wait, actually there is. There’s the guy clearly missing ribs. He’s not that cute. Ew. Then there’s the shaved headed guy. He’s hawt in that come-and-do-me kinda way… Ooh er! Come on tho! Ryan is clearly the hawtest, total package kinda guy. He has hair, a great face, all his ribs (I have a friend that counted), and the mystery of the less revealing black briefs. Exciting! So you have to take 2.2 seconds to register. Don’t you want pretty ads in your magazines? Go vote! 

tagged: holiday hawt people pretty ew crotch face vote nipples package

daniel · the wee hours · say it · ping it

I put my handful of crazy fall decor photos in the gallery. I figured the ‘random’ category worked well. heh. Take a peek if you are curious. 

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daniel · lunch time · say it · ping it

But really, does that surprise anyone? So here’s the thing. We were at Urban Mo’s. It tries to be a restaurant but really it’s a big ol’ gay bar. We were there with our gorgeous friends for dinner and drinks. Let’s remember for a moment that Richard and I do not usually (or ever actually) do the gay bar scene. We used to, but ever since that bar manager from Chevy’s in Daly City licked Richard’s nipple in the middle of a bar in Castro and that whole scene happened we tend to keep it low key. Have I ever told that story here? I dunno.. Shel’s been reading forever. Maybe he can comment if he remembers that one. But that, combined with my sordid nightclub past keep me out of those places. Give me dinner and a simple dive bar anytime. Anyhoo, so like I was saying. The ‘going out’ thing is totally stressful for me. First I had to pick an outfit. Not easy since I am slimmer than I have been in a while and all my jeans are like huge. Bad rapper huge. So I shopped. I dressed. I waited for Richard. I changed 2 more times.

Eventually we get there and have a great time. I was going in and out of my ‘queen of the club’ mental space from the old days. It’s amazing how you can walk a certain way and people just move out of the way.. or you can become invisible and get trapped and tripped over. I like to toy with my ‘presence’. It’s an old survival trick I learned from many nights at the old club ‘Spread’ in SF. It’s probably all in my own head tho. I am weird like that. But where was I? This story is making NO sense. Sorry. But yeah, there was this guy who totally grinned every time I passed. Since I was trying to be ‘fun’ I smiled back. I am totally trying to be more social these days. It’s part of something I have been working on… But that’s totally off topic. So I pass, I smile, the whole time sucking in my gut due to my outfit choices. Then Britney came on. I have been wanting to dance to that song FOREVER! Gimme More! So I rushed to the dance floor. My friends followed and I grooved to Gimme More. (That is like the best song to dance to, especially since I haven’t danced in like YEARS. Thanks to Brit, every time you misstep you just stop, look up all dazed and wander around the floor a bit. Then you pick up from nowhere and poorly lip-sync… HILARIOUS!) So after the song was over I suddenly felt overcrowded, hot, and had to be outside IMMEDIATELY. Do you ever get like that? It’s normal for me, but we all know I am a bit off. I like to think it’s a cute ‘quirk’. It was when I was close enough to the door to smell the smoke-free air that this same guy appeared out of nowhere and tried to chat me up. “Hola, hola, hola...”, with a big smile and arms outstretched. I don’t know that it was actual flirting, since I didn’t hang around, but I am assuming so. Either way, I was so amazingly rude. I looked at him, looked away, side stepped to get around him and walked off without even speaking.

I am such a bitch. Now when I was 20 that sort of behavior was one thing. But I am old now. In gay years, even OLDER! I am lucky to have young hispanic hotties say hello to me, let alone flirt.

So yeah. I feel horrible now! I could have at the very least said hello. But I was in a state, and HAD to get outside… I am sorry Hot Friendly Guy! But I am taken anyway, so if you were flirting it would not have gotten anywhere, so maybe it’s for the best after all.

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daniel · the wee hours · say it · ping it

Okay. I have tried for too many summers to enjoy wearing everyone’s favorite summer fashion. Especially the gays.. The sandal. For some reason this doesn’t work well for me. It’s not that they look bad. Come on! On me? They look HAWT! Duh. It’s just that they hurt. They hurt me bad!

First I tried those really popular leather flip flops. Looked great. But 1 hour in them and the top of my foot was tore up. Literally. I think there was blood. I figured it was that they were to firm. Right? Firm? Yeah. So I went out and got the fabric strap variety. I got to wear them a bit longer… But still. Ow! But no blood. Fabric burn?

The following summer, and my first in San Diego, I went for the retro all plastic/rubber kind with the rainbow stripes in the sole. You know what I mean! These were brown though. Totally retro-gay-hawt. I wore them for two hours and not only did they cut the tops of my feet, but I got rubber burns. Maybe I have sensitive feet?

Last year I didn’t even try. I was sneaker boy when not at work. Sneakers with those foot only socks, you know, for that summer sock-less feeling. Sad.

This year I thought I’d be smart. I would sandal, but in a non-flip flop way. Picture that Nike/Adidas sandal only in a nice criss-cross leather look trimmed with a khaki type fabric. Comfy, nothing between the toes, and a totally different type of over the foot band. I was victorious! I would win the summer footwear war!

Only not. I wore them for one hour. Again rubbed the skin right off the top of my foot. Back to my sneakers. 

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daniel · evening · say it · ping it