Pride, Burning houses and Flaming Queens...

So the last weekend has been pretty busy, both with work and the staggeringly boring social life. It was Pride weekend so I figured that even my social life would be jump started...I was right...and Jump-started it was.

My Pride Weekend started on Friday day. Jason and I went and got Pho at Pho 87 in China town. It was friggin' delicious. After the food coma kicked in, we sat around for a bit, played some nintendo wii, and then went out to the beverly center to get me a shirt for pride. Later that night, we headed over to Gary's casa for a little grub and grog where we met up with Mark and Evan. We got their around 8, made an ice cold beverage and parked it on the balcony listening to some music. Shortly thereafter, David, Nareth, Tim and a host of other gays got there. and the party had started.

The first drinks I made for Jason and I were a couple of heavy long islands. I have learned that the key to not spending money when going out is to do a little pre-drinking prior to the bars. So we did. When we were sitting outside, someone brought out a bottle of Jagermeister and a plate full of meatballs. Needless to say, the plate and bottle were both polished off in a matter of minutes...We walked down to the bars shortly after and kinda just hopped around the whole time, until finally the night had ended.

I worked Saturday Morning from 8-1, and then headed out to Downtown to go gymming with Jason before heading to the gayborhood. Jefferson was having a BBQ at his place so I picked up Allison and the three of us met up with everyone around 7:30 for burgers and kahlua! mmmmm...After the BBQ we went to the Abbey and other places of non-descript value, did our thing, and then took off around 2. We drove back to Jason's and hung out there for a bit before I took off around 4am.

Sunday was where everything gets a little crazy. Jefferson was having brunch at his place starting at 10am. I stopped by Ralphs grabbed some fruit and stuff and then headed over. Everyone their kinda looked/smelt of death reincarnate, but it was ok, its was PRIDE!! Haha The food was fantastic! Krispy Cremes, 151 Rum Cake, Pastries fruit, lumpia...Ahhhh, so good!!

Noon rolled around, Jason showed up, and we decided to head down to see the parade. It was nothing short of amazingly gay. Haha Shirtless dancing men everywhere! Because, well, that's just kinda what the gays do...Dance...Shirtless...

We did the usual little barhop, where we met up with Jung, Gi, and Wataru, and then headed to the festival. I had never actually been to the festival, and I was kinda impressed. I am not sure if I would have been able to spend the entire day there, but the few hours that we were there would suffice! After the festival Jung got an invite from a friend to go to Roland Emmerich's Pride party! Ummm, exciting! Haha. We parked Elliott's car, got into the shuttles and headed up the hill. The place was nuts. Huge house, beautiful pool and close to a billion gays everywhere.

It was pretty wicked! At one point of the night, Elliott decided to sit in a bush. It was an ass-high squared off shrub that apparently Elliott thought was, as Jason put it, a nature chair. We stayed there for a few hours, and then left. Jason went in his friends' car, and I was waiting for Elliott and Gi to get out of the bathroom so we could go pick Jason up. Elliott got out of the bathroom and we immediately went back to the shuttle and then pick Jason up...Hmmmmmm, whats missing here? Uh-Oh, Where's Gi?? Yeah, we did...we left Gi at Roland Emmerich's house, needless to say, he was not that thrilled. This is the kind of shit that happens in the movies. Wataru had left a bit earlier and I was under the impression that Gi went with him...Ooops, not quite the case...Luckily enough for Gi, our buddy John Han was there to save the day, and drove him back to WeHo. We picked up Jason and then called it a night around 1:30.

I said a few times this week that I was not going to be able to one-up my pride from last year, so I was not going to even try, but I think I did a pretty good job. I had such a great weekend, didn't spend a lot of money, and got to spend it with some pretty cool people! I am really amazed by the friends that I have made over the last few months!!

That is all!

The Last Week or so...

So I finally got my new laptop set-up and ready to go. I am in the midst of transferring all of my pics and videos from Brett's Laptop over to mine. He is a life-saver. I was a little worried for a second there that I had lost all my pics from London and China. Needless to say it would have been devastating.

Move-in day is fast approaching. We get the keys and do the lease thing on Friday. We are excited, its going to be a good thing. Definitely a step in the right direction.

I have been really busy recently between, "The Envy," SLS and Business with Sephora for Topper, but busy is good right? I am very thankful that I am still gainfully employed in two hospitality industry jobs. Realistically, I am defying the odds. Generally in a time of recession, people tend to cut out the excess, like $300.00 facials and $800 spa packages...but for some reason, the wonderful "upper-crust" of West Los Angeles still finds it necessary!

Two Sundays ago was the first Sunday that I had off in a long time so I decided to go see Topper and hang out there for a bit. Then I got the itch to go do something. So i texted David and Nareth and we organized a golf outting! I have not swung my clubs in about 6 months. It was okay though, Nareth, Kevin,David, Richard and their friend Tom have swung a golf club a combined 0 times. This was going to be fun!! Hahaha I was definitely cringing every time they swung the club. Not because of the lack of mechanics, bu because I was fearfull of snapping hosels and flying clubheads and the like. It was a blast though. I took some sweet action shots and am going to post those shortly on Facebook. It was good to get out and hit some balls. Like I said I had not done that in a long time.

I somehow managed to wiggle my way out of work this last Sunday also...Two Sundays in a row! wow! David managed to get a Luxury Box from one of his reps for the Lakers/Mavericks game. It was AWESOME!!! It was David, Richard, Ellis, Ron and myself. First Lakers game I have ever seen. If the tickets were more affordable, I would make it a regular outting! I love my Lakers.

We went to this awesome little place called WurstKuche after wards for some sausages and beer. Its on the corner of Tracton and 3rd on the border of Little Tokyo, The Toy District and the Fashion District. They had some fantastically interesting sausages including mixtures of ostrich, bison, rabbit, deer, rattlesnake and rabbit. Plus the beer selection was reminiscent of a Minerature Stone Brewery. Lots of really good Belgians including Delirium Nocturnum and Tremes. Also, Houblon Chouffe, which I have not seen forever and your standard Chimays...It was an awesome little place and a lovely cap the a great day.

Last night was "Love a Mick" night at the Abbey, or more commonly, and less offensively known as St. Patricks Day. So what does the Abbey do?? They book a bunch of "Little People" and dress them as leprechauns. David and I met everyone at Phil and RD's and got our "Discount Drunk" on. We then headed down the hill where the headlining entertainment was this woman named "Little Britney." She was a dwarf, who resembled Britney. She was crass, could not sing worth a lick and kept calling us bitches...but imagine for a second a 3'2" blond woman, stripping down dancing on tables and serenading 6' tall gay men...and what song was she singing? Circus...Ohhh, how befitting...Circus...

The last week of two have been busy but fun! I will not wait this long between posts anymore simply because I struggle to remember everything that happens...Hope you all have a lovely day and that the hangovers are not too bad!

B

Hello Party People

So this is the first post that I have made since the beginning of March. My laptop of almost 5 years decided to crap out on me. I just got my new one a few hours ago and am loving it...So back to blogging...

Here are a couple of updates...

My beloved A-hole, Rettles and I are getting a place on Bedford Drive just south of Airdrome. Its a fantastic little 3 bedroom place with a nice view and plenty of space for us to all do whatever it is that we do. The important part about this, that is, the part that affects all of my minions(you) is the housewarming party. I'm thinking delicious pastries ala J's B-day and a massage therapist on staff doing chair massage. Ohhhh, and of course, lots of drinks. :-) its in the plans, but I guess first we need to make sure that we get the place.

Work has been intense. I am on a nice schedule of around 7-8 hours a day. I am working 7 days a week, but am strangely not getting burnt out. Both jobs are a nice change of pace from one another. I work 4 days at SLS Hotel and then 3 days at "The Envy."

As far as a social/love life goes...I have resigned to the fact that I am just meant to be single until further notice. I have lost the drive to pursue things, and will just live my life with myself being priority number one instead of someone else. A-Hole and I have both been going out a lot recently, which is usually a ton of fun. Neither of us have been drinking too much when going out. As David says, "Ballers on a Budget." I have met a lot of super people recently and feel like i have made some lovely new friends.

I will post more later, but for now, back to playing with my new toy...my laptop perverts.

B

I feel like writing about something...

For two reasons, A. Boredom and 2. I have lots of thought dancing around in my clinically disturbed booze shaker of a head. I am not sure what this will be about until the very end, but we'll see what happens.

I have gotten quite a bit of crap from people for a couple of reasons recently. The first was my "unfair and insensitive" portrayal of Inglewood. And to those people who have expressed concern, go away. I simply documented everything i saw, including a bit of photo evidence. Stereotypes are funny, especially when they play out to be true...Chicken-heads... 2. "You have not posted enough of the negative stuff that is happening to you." Thanks Brian! My misery is your pleasure, I will try to live a crappier life for your convenience.

I have decided that everytime I go out, I am going to try and create drama for your enjoyment. I thinking a random slur, or an airborne pint glass at 1am at the Abbey would do the trick. Or maybe hooking up with a large lady-man on the corner of Santa Monica Blvd and San Vicente. Getting arrested has its appeal as does trying to steal a kiss form a couple who happen to already me making out...So many choices...A simple boob grab or random ass-slap also has potential to create some problems. Any other suggestions? My well-being and life are in your hands...

Work is going really well. I have not had a run in with "Jean Summers" and her 30Lb Pussy in quite awhile. I think if she were to come in and talk to me I would be driven over the edge. Then I would have to explain to the police why I hit her with the 25Lb printer that I am staring at right now. I think if I just direct them to her history they will understand.

Friends are good. I missed out on a trip to Temecula on Sunday to celebreate, Paul's, Kat's, Kelly's, Sophie's and John's Birthdays because I just did not feel well enough to go out, and because I did not want to go down there by myself. I had aasked a couple people who showed a slight interest but that appeared to fade with time. As it always does with acquaintances. I have been going out quite a bit up here and meeting some new faces which is nice. I am trying to get accustomed to the group, but as your prototypical, "New Overly-Opinionated Ass-Hole" this has become a bit tricky. Whatever, it'll happen.

The love life is...ummm...The End...

Family is well. The last thing I heard from my Mom was a quote on my blog about poor decisions, she said, BRANDON MATTHEW WATSON. And that was it. I am assuming it was Mother Dearest because of the tone, yes text has tone.

Overall, my life seems hectic right now, and frankly its not terribly fun. I am the kind of personality that loves to be around people, whether it be a group of ten people, or just one, I just like having someone to talk to. Plus, I don't look so batshit crazy when there is someone else to talk to. I have recently been changing my plans and schedule around a lot in the hopes of having consecutive days off from work which has tragically backfired, because the handful people who I actually was looking forward to hanging out with are either busy, or not around. Therefore, I have had a lot of time to think. Thinking for me is dangerous, unless Trivial Pursuit or Cranium, then I will murder you, figuratively of course. :-) When I think, I think way too much. I think myself into situations that are so unbelievably far-fetched that I for some reason believe them. Lame...

I have to do an Obama shout out, simply because this is the best day in the last 8 calender years. I feel happy, elated almost. George Bush and his 22% approval rating have just landed in Texas where he will forever resign to being labeled, "The Worst President in United States History". Worse than Nixon(Watergate), worse than Warren G. Harding(Tea Pot Dome Scandal), worse than Ronald Reagan (Just being a douche or Dingle-Berry). Immediately after 9/11, Bush's Approval rating his approval rating soared from a dismal pre 9/11 mark of 51 to 90%. As he ascended from the Capital Helipad his rating had descended to the lowest mark ever, in the history of the United States Executive Branch. In conclusion, I hate George W. Bush, I hate his smug smirks, I hate the fact that he still after 8 years of foul-ups, takes no accountability for anything that he has helped create/destroy...

Bon Voyage Dingle-Berry...

Oh and for those of you who are still reading, check out my co-worker Allison's awkward encounters and dating predicaments at allisonslaadventures.blogspot.com

A Timothy Intervention

As mentioned in my previous blog, Tim and I went out.

I called Tim at about 8PM because I had not heard of anything going on and Tim said that he may want to go out. I said, "Tim, Come Out and Play! I need someone to save me from myself." Haha, but no really, that is definitely a partial truth.

I have been nothing short of a psychopath for the last couple weeks and I needed a change of pace. Work has really taken a lot out of me as well as life outside of work, etc... Draining, physically and emotionally. Yesterday was my first day off from the gym since the 4th and Friday was my first full day off of work in that same time period. I have become quite the introvert, and for those of you who have known me for a long time, an introvert is not the best way to describe me. Soooooo anyways...

Tim and I were not really sure where we were going to go, soooo Tim put his sexy car(See a 3649Lb Orgasm post) on auto-pilot and we ended up parking at the Abbey. Hmmm, Weird, the Abbey?

We grabbed a drink and made fun of some older gentleman whom finds it fitting to wear his sunglasses at night, in a bar...and if you are blind and use them as eye shields, my apologies...but yeah, we kinda milled around for a bit and looked at people...errr...Well I frantically searched for a pretty face and Tim stared at "Barman" until i had to wipe the drool off of his chin. There was one pretty face in a (couldn't actually tell)light blue/lavender/teal/aquamarine/sea foam green/mint green/turquoise colored shirt with a really neat tattoo on his arm. He was there with his also attractive friend and a lady friend. I kinda made quick eye contact but, being the pansy that I am, I looked away quickly and pretended to ignore him. Smooth...Jesus I suck...We got our drinks from "Barman" and headed into the adjacent room where they followed us, stood there for five minute, RIGHT NEXT TO US, STARED AT US, and still, all I could do was look at Tim and talk about something totally stupid, like (Here comes my George Cleveland Shout-out) Zoroastrianism, the 1985 Danny White led Dallas Cowboys, Vanna White, or other supercilious topics. I need to work on my "game". Maybe I will take another trip to Inglewood and have one of my homies teach me how to "Holler at dem hoes"...

Anyways, Tim and I moved on and were standing at the front and saw Phil and said hello. I turned around to find Tim and he was gone, just like that. He had been abducted by an absolutely smashed foreign couple who were slow-dancing to a different beat. Tim, kinda looked at me with that, "Please God Strike Me Dead So This Will Stop" kind of look and called me over then I got sucked in. The couple had their arms around Tim and I and the lady was getting frisky. We escaped just in time as the couple started making out. It was only 1:30 but Timothy was tired and I was getting inexplicably grumpy. I guess it just comes with old age, so we headed out. I needed a night out without any pressure or stress and I got it. I feel as refreshed as a hung-over person might expect to feel.

I was supposed to go wine tasting today for a few friends birthdays but I really was not in the mood to get into my car and drive to SD by myself. I asked a few people to go, but none of them seemed too enthused about it, so I kinda stopped pursuing it. Cut your losses right? Alright all, enjoy the rest of your weekend!

B

Just a couple of Tid-Bits

As my work day was winding down and coming to a close, I was pondering what to do with myself after work. Gym? Food? A Movie? Thankfully, David text me and answered my question. He and his roommate Richard were going out for a quick beverage and to meet with Richards new "Squeeze" who, by the way, is really cool.

We got to Foxtail around 10:30 or so. None of us had ever been there before, but apparently it was gay night on this one particular Sunday. Richard met up with Ellis and a couple of his friends. They were all really nice. Tony and Dan I think their names were, and we danced the night away...Well, realistically, I shuffled my stupid white feet around and bobbed my head, like white people do when they attempt this "Dance" thing.

Normally I prefer dancing "with/against" someone, but as soon as that someone got a little closer, I just locked up and froze like a pre-pubescent boy at his first middle-school dance, wondering if its her "Koodies" that are making his loins tingle...sigh...What the hell Brandon? Dumb-ass...

Alright, enough about my strife, lets talk wine...I am planning on going to Temecula on Sunday for a wine tasting with a bunch of my hetero-life-mates from San Diego. I think I wanna gay it up a bit, anyone wanna go? It might be an all day excursion, I'll drive, and yes...I'll stay sober. For those of you who know me well, I am making quite the sacrafice staying sober on a winery trip! I just want some good company and some good times! Give me a bell if you are interested...

Karaoke!

I would like to preface this blog by saying GO CHARGERS!!! The Bolts play in crappy freezing cold Pittsburgh today and are going to need to play flawless...We'll see what happens...

And now, onto the Juicy Bits!

I got out of work last night around 9PM and raced out to Korea Town to meet Nareth and the girls at Yose Karaoke Bar. I was exhausted from work but felt like I needed to go out.

As soon as I walked into the room Ron poured me a beverage and it was ON! I could not drink that much because I was driving, but I got my fair share. Enough to sing backup on a couple songs, Don't Stop Believing (Journey), Don't Speak (No Doubt), and of course, YMCA, what else would you sing in a room full of drunk gays. haha. Everyone was seemingly having a great time. We were there for about 3 hours and then most headed home but a few of us, Nareth, Kevin, Mario, Jorrell and Myself, headed to the Abbey. I was the fifth leg, but its ok. We got a drink and decided to call it a night.

I had a blast on my first Karaoke night, and hope that there are more. Next time, someone can drive me that way I can let my true singing talent show!! God help all of you...Haha

Silver Lake to WeHo

Based on Mapquest.com's estimates the distance from the beginning of the rally in Silver Lake California to West Hollywood is about 8.5 miles. This is the distance that about 5000 people walked on Saturday night. Following a rally at the "Juntion" at Santa Monica Boulevard and Sunset Boulevard, the march began. With a police escort of around 250 officers, about 5000 of the original 15,000 protesters began their march to Hollywood and Highland where they met with us and 2000 other fellow "Rallyers." Together, 7,000 protesters walked Sunset Boulevard past all of the bars that were conveniently vacating at about that time screaming, "What do we want? Equal Rights, When do we want them? Now" It really was something to behold. As soon as I can get a USB memory card reader I will upload all of them and share the wealth! I will be in Sacramento for the statewide rally on the 22nd, and think it would be sweet if I can get some support from the old Davis cronies Supposed to be roughly 20,000 people involved...We'll see about that. Let me know if y'all want to meet up. Anyways, short post, thats all I got. Stay tuned for a post on The Church of Moron...Ooops, Church of Mormons...Talk to you soon.

B