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.

The night did continue for a while. Half of the group had left after dinner (which we ate in a cabana under that gorgeous lamp) leaving us with Captain and David. Now Captain and Richard have that same high energy and were all over the bar. David and I took over a small table. Apparently we are now ‘regulars’, even tho it was only my second time there. As David and I sat there waiting for the boys to return, members of the staff stopped by to chat. First it was that Peachy Puff boy in the speedo and body glitter. He wanted to confide in us that some guy across the room thought he was Trixie out of drag. Impossible! Trixie is the larger than life drag queen that sells the jello shot syringes for 2 bucks a pop. I replied that alcohol is ‘a very dangerous drug’. Speaking of Trixie, a bit later she came up to our table and put down her bucket o’ shots for a chat as well. Heh!

Once Captain and Richard returned with temporary tattoos dangerously close to their jubbly bits that they showed off for us AND Trixie, we knew that it was time to go…

Am I getting to old for nights like this?

 

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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

I was trying to think up something to say. I mean, this is just the cutest thing! And romantic!  *sigh* It’s this guy with a crush on this other guy on the YouTubes. He goes after him online with a series of videos.

Aww! I’ll put another after the jump, but you have to see them all! So adorable… Thanks goes to Fred for the tip.

tagged: you tube romance cute nick new york chris adorable

daniel · late morning · 6 comments · ping it

Well, almost. I mean there was the sparkle-y spandex vest I used to wear to the clubs. Oh, and that whole ‘having sex with men’ thing is pretty gay too. But today I was really pretty gay. We went to Michael’s, bought tee-shirts and iron-on letters.

Then I made custom shirts for us to wear at our American Idol gig on Wednesday. It’s amazing what you can do with 15 dollars, a half an hour, and a whole lot of sass! LOL! The Blaker Girls site inspired me…

Check out the gallery for the step by step blogumentary style images. I am too embarrassed to elaborate further. So, so gay. But at least everyone will know we are Blake Lewis fans… and erm, gayer than hell. Heh. At least the event will be memorable.

tagged: american idol blake lewis bshorty.net jordin sparks bshorty tee-shirts crafts iron-on

daniel · evening · 4 comments · ping it

This in itself is probably not blog-worthy. I do it everyday, right? Well come on! Of course I do! OCD, remember? Anyway. This is worth a post because I have just realized that for that one room, our bedroom, there are 16 pillows that go to the bed. Does the seem like a lot? There used to be just 10. Ten still seems high though.

So you know we just got new furniture in there. We still have the same bed, but new bedding that actually goes with the room. It is a California King size, so it’s big. However as it stands today we have three euro pillows, two king size pillows that are placed on the made bed where I think you’d normally put your actual ‘sleeping pillows’ be we do these just to look at so the pillowcase stays nice. After those there are the king sized pillows inside the shams that go with the comforter. Is that where normal people stop? Well we keep on going with 3 decorative pillows in a bold color. Finally there is the dec pillow to match the comforter. We actually have 2 more of those that may or may not go on the bed that day. That’s 12 to thirteen pillows right there! None of them are actually used for sleeping!! All of that comes off at night before bed!! We have 3 other pillows that are used for sleeping…

Is that crazy? The guest room that is rarely used is no better. The 6 pillows on that bed are just to look at. We have the 2 sleeping pillows for that room in the closet.

I just did some quick math. It seems we have about 33 pillows in this house. That includes decorative and functional. How gay are we??

tagged: gay ocd bed pillows bedroom sleeping

daniel · late morning · 7 comments · ping it