You see, our good friend Fred was going to skip pride and drive down to LA for an event. After much debate and confusion Richard and I ended up tagging along. The itinerary was this: Leave San Diego by noon, drive to LA, check into hotel, go eat, go back to hotel to get pretty, go to Outfest movie premier, and hit after party at a club. After that there was no set plan other than an eventual return to SD on Saturday no later than 5:00 PM.
Well kids, it was exactly as planned. The drive to LA is about 2.5 hours. Thankfully Richard and I had our iPhones. More thankfully than that, Fred’s car has multiple power outlets. Heh. So the drive up passed pretty quick. We checked into a surprisingly nicer than expected Days Inn. It wasn’t great, but not horrible either. It was right next to an In-N-Out Burger, which became the immediate solution to our second task upon getting to town. I refused. I was trying to be as flexible and non-bitchy as possible. I know I don’t travel well, so I tried to be nice about it. It was a fine choice for them, but I’d still need to eat soon too, and I won’t eat burger. Luckily, after I carefully got that out on the table, Fred’s innate Cruise Director Instincts took over. He suggested a trip to The Grove. Brilliant. Many food choices for everyone. We hit the road. Of course as soon as he pointed it out, we had decided on The Whisper Lounge. It is pure glamour. An open-air establishment with drapery and pretty people and.. I can’t describe it really. It’s just fabulous. So we went in and proceeded to order up snacks and cocktails. I don’t remember when he noticed, but Fred made us aware that Tori Spelling and Dean McDermott were behind us with their family (we assume). OMGOMGOMG!!! As soon as he said it I could HEAR HER. I mean, she has a distinctive voice. OMG. We tried not to make a scene. I *really* wanted to get a photo, or talk to her… Something. Fred wisely reminded me that I need to “act normal” and treat her like anyone else. “We don’t want to ruin her time, right?” He’s good like that since he knows people. I took his advice and refrained. Richard staged a bathroom trip so he could ogle them. I sat and listened in. We stayed a long time… Tori and crew had several bottles of champagne. Well, at least 2. LOL. Finally our time was up and we had to go get pretty. Richard insists that Tori smiled at him as we left… OMG!
So getting ready for the Premier was pretty stressful since I had forgotten a belt. My outfit NEEDED a belt. I tried to con my man out of his, but he was having none of it. So we went out on the town with me already feeling kinda insecure. I mean really. LA? Without a belt? As soon as we arrived at the Ford Amphitheater I forgot all about it. Not only is the venue gorgeous, but there were soooo many pretty people. Pretty boys… I mean it *was* Outfest, right? So anyway, the theater is backed up to a hill, and the natural landscape is the main feature of the place. It’s really awesome, actually. We headed up to the top, where they was a concession stand, as well as the entrance for the celebs… Red carpet people! Wich in this case was a red mat taped to the sidewalk with an “Outfest” logo’d backdrop. Hrm. Fanceh. But whatever. We hung out, sipping our drinks. Fred found a photographer friend of his that chatted with us a bit and snapped our picture. Woo!
So the movie was Mulligans. It was actually really good. I liked it, tho the story was painful. But a movie that makes you feel anything has done it’s job. Plus the actors were a pretty bunch. Heh.
After the movie we headed over to Eleven for the VIP after party. Fred was on The List. Richard and I hadn’t been to a nightclub like that in years. It was a big time. Especially the part were we got to go upstairs to the VIP area and hang out with the cast of the film. Again, Fred was on The List. It was awesome… I got to meet Reichen Lehmkuhl who was also at the after party. Let me just pause a moment to let that sink in…
OMG!OMG!OMG! REICHEN!!! OMG!OMG!OMG!
Okay. So after we got tired of the madness of the club we headed to some sidewalk bar/restaurant for a bit. That was a great time as we got to watch the crazies of WeHo pass by as we ate and enjoyed a few more cocktails. We made it back to the hotel by like 2:30ish. LOL
The next day (Saturday) we didn’t want to rush right out. Obviously a bit of sleeping in and hydrating were in order, plus the traffic going down to San Diego (Pride morning) could be icky… So we left the hotel at checkout time and had an amazing brunch-ish meal at Hugo’s followed by a trip to the old Xanadu site and another trip to The Grove, for shopping. A perfect morning. My friend Fred really is an excellent Cruise Director. Plus he knows his way around. AND he drove. Really, really awesome. As we cruised slowly to the freeway Fred spotted a familiar face. As he pointed out Ms. Doris Roberts, she bent over right on the side of the road to pick up… A COUPON! LOL! Classic! Once on the freeway, on the way home, we sang songs from the Xanadu soundtrack with the windows down in traffic. Just in case people weren’t already aware that the car was full of ‘mos. LOL
Fred pulled up to our house to drop us off at like 4:57 PM. Three minutes to spare. Talk about sticking to the itinerary!
Okay, no. I am calm now. Really. I just feel I have to make a big deal out of it since so many local San Diegans are opposed to it. I have heard everything from “too commercial” to “waste of time”. And then there’s this. I mean, dudes. Relax. It’s an amusement park. They are all commercial! Have you not been to Disneyland? It’s one big commercial! Just because SeaWorld is brought to us by the Anheuser Busch Company doesn’t make it worse. In fact I find it hilarious! What better place to bring the brats than an Amusement Park that encourages you to get tanked? In fact, I Yelped about the whole thing… No need to type it all out again here, right?
So the thing I need to get across is my experience at ANY amusement park with my Richard. He loves them more than I do, especially if there are any type of animals involved. (Look at that GRIN!) When we arrived we were barely through the gates when he started. “We have to see the Polar Bears!” “Which way?” “Come on!! This way!!” We were apparently spending the day in high gear instead of relaxing. But I followed along, camera and map in tow as he rushed me from attraction to attraction. And that was the easy part. The hard part for me is the length of time he will spend staring at each thing. After like 5 minutes of penguins I am pretty much ready to move on. Not my Richard. Bless his heart. He has to “observe” the penguins for a while… From different vantage points even. Oh. My. Gawd. My iPhone sure came in handy! Don’t get me wrong, I know what I am getting into with these outings. The Zoo is much worse… We both managed to have fun.
Then aside from the park, there is the people watching. Seriously. The added element of all the Budweiser products kinda changes things. People are louder. Like that family behind us at Shamu “Believe”. First of all only Gramma was in a wheel chair, so I don’t think all 12 of them should have been taking up disabled seats. Aside from that, the drunken domestic going on was unreal. At least once the beer spilt, no one was industrious enough to go buy more. And dude, can we discuss the fashion choices that were witnessed? My eyes! Yes I realize there are water rides, but your swimsuit does not match everything. Sheesh!
Speaking of shows, we hung out after Cirque De La Mer to meet the performers. That was a pretty sophisticated show for SeaWorld, and we wanted to give them props. Turns out we got a photo with the boys too! Actually it was funny. One of the Mer Girls was available too, but no one wanted a photo with her. The guys on the other hand had a pretty big line-up of fans!
Friday I took the day off. Such a good idea! I started at the gym. I really haven’t been as regular about that as I should.. Then I went home and dressed in a new outfit. I’ll just admit it now. I wore manpris. Like capris, but for men? Yeah, those. In white. I looked really good tho. I promise. Anyway, once I was dressed I went to the mall for some shopping. I wasn’t looking for anything really. I just don’t like to sit out in the sun, so I get my outside time in the big outdoor mall. Heh. I did end up finding this really awesome portable bug zapper for the patio at the Restoration Hardware. Only 40 bucks! After shopping, I picked up Richard (who HAD been sitting in the sun all afternoon) and we headed up to The Prado for afternoon cocktails and appetizers. Then we met up with Sheila and proceeded to paint the town. Luckily we only got to part of the town as we had to rush off to meet someone. Someone that ended up not even being there… Anyhoo, it was a fun night regardless.
Saturday morning someone got spoiled rotten… Saturday afternoon we had decided to have a BBQ at our place and spent the morning getting the house and yard pretty for guests. Fred and Sheila came over and we enjoyed Fountain of Youth martinis while Richard manned the grill. Dinner was Bistro Style Turkey Burgers with an array of traditional BBQ sides (read baked beans, ect...) Fun night!
Which brings us to today. So far I have made coffee. Oh, and blogged! See? Still blogging.
Tonight I think I discovered my new favorite place. It is called, quite simply, Martinis. I love it there. First off, there is an elevator to get up there. Fabulous, right? Especially on Girls Night (where oddly there is always only one girl, but that kinda makes sense if you know Sheila. She is loved..) so those in heels aren’t climbing stairs… It’s in the gayborhood. The decor is great, and it seems to be a great mixed crowd. The pretty people, the average, and a few of the tragic. Heh. Srsly, there was a group of people playing quarters with their martinis. Not pretty. Oh! I didn’t mention the best part about this place. The martinis! There must have been sixty different kinds.. Kinda overwhelming, but in that good way. Plus, the glasses are really enormous. I have decided I want my birthday in that place. Maybe the next one at least. And just imagine it, with my new diet there can be no cake. So obviously there will be a theme martini! I am sure they could do one that tastes like cake…
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So yes. I am up late. Again. Kill me, why don’t you? Do you know what I am doing? Making a cake. Why? I don’t know. It’s brunch tomorrow. No one will probably have cake, but yanno what? It’ll be pretty on the counter. Well, I think, anyway. I opted for a bundt cake. It’s so much easier. I just don’t know how it’ll look as a yellow cake. Now I have to do the frosting more like a glaze. *sigh* I think I am crazy.
Also I am enjoying the official drink of the @blueteam. So that’s fun. Plus every now and then I hear from Shel. I miss that crazy kid! It’s weird when you chat like every day for like ever and then go to maybe once a month. It’s like my therapist went part time! Sheesh! And I mean that with love… *blows kisses north*
Okay. I think I need to focus on my glaze now. Shit. How the hell am I doing that? Nuking the frosting I think… Yes. That will work…
Another crappy podcast! It’s been a while so I am crappy AND rusty… Bah. Show notes:
Starts with a fake laugh.
Test? What am I talking about?
Bitchy - holiday complaints.
Update on all the work at work.
Health - fitness - shopping - pretty.
Haircut drama.
Girls night missed again!
More complaining. Eh…
Podcast troubles.
Renaldo Lapuz.
B52’s
I voted.
Podcast guests? Shy?
Being cheery is exhausting.
Online less.
Send me hate mail or love letters!
Brothers Forever REMIX VIDEO!! (via)
So I was out the other night with some friends. I have pretty friends. Too pretty I think. Somehow we got to talking about music and this one friend was like all aboot Xtina and some other young hotties. So I pointed out that he was like 12. How can I defend Madge with someone so young? It was then that he revealed that he was older than I. Much older. Of course I squealed with delight. Older? Hahahah. But he looks good… But who cares, I was YOUNGER! But we had been drinking… So all points were lost. Then out of nowhere he said he looked younger. Fuck.
Hold up.
What?
Of course I was graceful and let the conversation flow. But inside I screamed. I do not have a single wrinkle. My skin is not only youthful, I still need acne products. I am as moist as can be! So clearly the remark was aimed at my hairline. Betch. So yeah, you got all your hair but I can see every moment you spent in the sun this past summer. All I need is a hat while you have to apply your Cover Girl. But make up does little for wrinkles. Heh.
Still. I’d rather have my hair. I had a lot of hair once. In the right lighting I still do. Aging totally sucks yo. Maybe it’s time to shave my head? A lot of the boys at the bar were sporting shaved heads. I could go that route. Tall, dark eye brows, maybe a goatee? I could do it… What say you?
“Happy Birthday to you… Happy Birthday to you.. Haaappy Birthday Dear Freeeeeeeddddddddddd.” Happy Birthday to you and junk. I mean it.
I was a bit taken tonight when it struck me that all the people around me that I loved and hung out with pretty regularly I had met because of one man. Fred. It was a long time ago that we had met. I had blogged about my potential move to San Diego. Fred contacted me thru the IM or as we Mac folk call it, iChat. I was a bit shocked as I was new to IM’ing at the time… But he persisted and I soon had one of my first online friends. It was great having someone in San Diego to chat with as I moved my whole life here. I had a local friend. Sure we hadn’t met, but that’s the beauty of the internets. We didn’t need to. We had bonded. Time passed and soon we met in real life at a local Chevy’s. We hit it off in person, as we knew we would, but meeting internet people is always weird. You never know. Luckily it worked out. Fred has been a great friend. He has introduced us into his circle. We have gained not just friends, but family thru him. I consider Fred family.
Anyhoo. I just wanted to document the day.
Happy birthday yo. You rock! Thank you for letting me and my man into your life. We appreciate you more than you know.
Christmas time is almost done. I am soooo excited. Do I even have to tell you? Heh. So excited.
I actually had a nice holiday. Christmas eve we had nibbley things and hung out at the house. We toasted the end of the holiday shopping season with champagne! We watched A Christmas Story. I love that stupid movie! Then the next day we slept in, as I mentioned. I baked up some naughty treats for breakfast. Did a few chores. Oh, come on! I know chores on Christmas kinda sucks… But we had been working the past 7 days!! So anyhoo, after that business was done we got all pretty to meet the girls for Christmas Lunch. (It’s not just lunch that day, it’s got to be Christmas Lunch.) Good thing we dressed up too. You should see how gorgeous the gals looked… In fact you can, on my Flickr! So it was me and my Richard, Sheila, and her two lovely daughters having a holiday meal outside at the waterfront Marriott on Coronado Island. On Christmas. With a view of downtown. Can you even? I love living in San Diego.
Today was a harsh shove back into reality as I once again returned to work. But really it was fine. Still, I cannot wait till my long weekend.
Brilliant. Many food choices for everyone. We hit the road. Of course as soon as he pointed it out, we had decided on The Whisper Lounge. It is pure glamour. An open-air establishment with drapery and pretty people and.. I can’t describe it really. It’s just fabulous. So we went in and proceeded to order up snacks and cocktails. I don’t remember when he noticed, but Fred made us aware that Tori Spelling and Dean McDermott were behind us with their family (we assume). OMGOMGOMG!!! As soon as he said it I could HEAR HER. I mean, she has a distinctive voice. OMG. We tried not to make a scene. I *really* wanted to get a photo, or talk to her… Something. Fred wisely reminded me that I need to “act normal” and treat her like anyone else. “We don’t want to ruin her time, right?” He’s good like that since he knows people. I took his advice and refrained. Richard staged a bathroom trip so he could ogle them. I sat and listened in. We stayed a long time… Tori and crew had several bottles of champagne. Well, at least 2. LOL. Finally our time was up and we had to go get pretty. Richard insists that Tori smiled at him as we left… OMG!
Speaking of shows, we hung out after Cirque De La Mer to meet the performers. That was a pretty sophisticated show for SeaWorld, and we wanted to give them props. Turns out we got a photo with the boys too! Actually it was funny. One of the Mer Girls was available too, but no one wanted a photo with her. The guys on the other hand had a pretty big line-up of fans!
Erasure - Star 
happy 
