I was just at Vons on Fairfax and Pico and had just finished loading up my car, got in closed my door and got ready to back out. An old man, probably around the age of 410, pulled into the spot next to me in his MASSIVE Cadillac. I was waiting for him to pull all the way in so that I could back out. His buddy in the passenger seat throws his door open into mine. Keep in mind, I am sitting in my car with my window down looking at them. He then proceeds to get out of the car look at me, look at my door and then close his. I said "Excuse Me, You just hit my car." He looked at me and said, "No I didn't, I don't understand." So I smiled, looked straight ahead grit my teeth, rolled up my window and left.
My heel was pulsating the entire time too...
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Saturday, January 10, 2009
Why Can't Life Be Easy?
Because then it would not be called "Life". It would be called "Easy". God I'm philosophical...
***CAUTION*** THE FOLLOWING PARAGRAPH CONTAINS SOME DEEP SHIT!! READ WITH DISCRETION. Hehe
I have been doing a lot of thinking over the last few days since getting back from San Diego. Thinking about where I am at right now, relationships(or lack there of), friendships and work related stuff. And I have come to the conclusion that without a little struggle in life I would have completely lost interest by now. I get frustrated with myself and others sometimes because I am not certain of what is going on. I like to know what people think (both about me, and in general), and I like to know intentions. I have always been a decent judge on character/intent, and I think that is one of the reasons that I still have 4 close friends from the age of 6, Ryan Arant, Alan Brimer, Aimee Davignon and James Barlow. I am right now though at a loss. I feel like I have become a bit disconnected from those around me and those that I think I really care about or have the potential to really care about. I am happy to have made some new friends recently, but am not able to read intent. This is something that only time can solve. It is also something that makes me a big friggin' "Worry Wort." Its one of those situations where I just need to keep playing the game of life, and see where my path takes me. I have come to the realization that in the game of "Life", no matter how hard it is, and how alone and somber you feel, you never really lose the game until you quit playing.
In other news, Marlene Okner, yes you Marlene, has left us at work for greener pastures and ridiculous schedules! I work 15 of the next 16 days and my only day off is a crappy Monday. I am taking Sundays off starting on the 18th and am going to enjoy every bit of them. It will be nice to have a lazy day off when all my amigos are off too. The one problem with being in the service/hospitality industry is that your schedule is usually pretty effed-up as Marsa says.
My Chargers are playing tomorrow at 1:00PM. I work at 2:00.. :-| Really? They are playing the Pittsburgh Steelers in Pittsburgh and are NOT at all favorites based on Vegas odds. We'll see how that goes. God knows I'll have ESPN Gamecast up at work watching every play! I hope its not busy on Sunday, because I'm not doing a DAMN THING!
I went out last night with Alex and Joel to the Abbey and met up with Phil, Frang, the Jeffs, Mark, Dindo and a couple others. It was a good time. I kinda sat back and listened to the conversations around me, trying to drink it all in.
Frangelo's man proposed to him on Xmas Day up in the Bay and bought him a really nice ring. I don't know them very well at all, but I am really happy to see the gays standing up to this proposition 8 BS. My advice, go to San Francisco, and let Mayor(Future Governor?) Newsome marry you to spite the 52% of this hateful state.
A couple of Dindo's amigos were drunk and bashing each other and one of them used a racial epithet for a person of Arab origin that also contains a racial slur for a black person...You figure it out...Normally people say whatever and I don't really get that offended. This time was no different, but I still thought about it all the way home. I thought about it long enough that I had a dream last night. I for some reason remember this dream VERY VIVIDLY!
I was at dinner with the cast of Family Matters, Yes, Family Matters, Carl, Harriet, Eddie, Laura, Judy(Who is now an adult filmstar), Richie, Aunt Rachel, Grandma Estelle, Urkel, Waldo and even Urkel's gf Myra...Don't ask. Anyways, every time I opened my mouth a racial slur came out. Finally, Harriet asked me to leave dinner because I was making everyone upset. I woke up with tears in my eyes...WTF is wrong with me? haha
I think that's it, for now at least. I have not had any more run-ins with older Jewish woman which, of course, is a good thing. Today is Saturday though and they are all out walking like zombies. I need to be careful...
***CAUTION*** THE FOLLOWING PARAGRAPH CONTAINS SOME DEEP SHIT!! READ WITH DISCRETION. Hehe
I have been doing a lot of thinking over the last few days since getting back from San Diego. Thinking about where I am at right now, relationships(or lack there of), friendships and work related stuff. And I have come to the conclusion that without a little struggle in life I would have completely lost interest by now. I get frustrated with myself and others sometimes because I am not certain of what is going on. I like to know what people think (both about me, and in general), and I like to know intentions. I have always been a decent judge on character/intent, and I think that is one of the reasons that I still have 4 close friends from the age of 6, Ryan Arant, Alan Brimer, Aimee Davignon and James Barlow. I am right now though at a loss. I feel like I have become a bit disconnected from those around me and those that I think I really care about or have the potential to really care about. I am happy to have made some new friends recently, but am not able to read intent. This is something that only time can solve. It is also something that makes me a big friggin' "Worry Wort." Its one of those situations where I just need to keep playing the game of life, and see where my path takes me. I have come to the realization that in the game of "Life", no matter how hard it is, and how alone and somber you feel, you never really lose the game until you quit playing.
In other news, Marlene Okner, yes you Marlene, has left us at work for greener pastures and ridiculous schedules! I work 15 of the next 16 days and my only day off is a crappy Monday. I am taking Sundays off starting on the 18th and am going to enjoy every bit of them. It will be nice to have a lazy day off when all my amigos are off too. The one problem with being in the service/hospitality industry is that your schedule is usually pretty effed-up as Marsa says.
My Chargers are playing tomorrow at 1:00PM. I work at 2:00.. :-| Really? They are playing the Pittsburgh Steelers in Pittsburgh and are NOT at all favorites based on Vegas odds. We'll see how that goes. God knows I'll have ESPN Gamecast up at work watching every play! I hope its not busy on Sunday, because I'm not doing a DAMN THING!
I went out last night with Alex and Joel to the Abbey and met up with Phil, Frang, the Jeffs, Mark, Dindo and a couple others. It was a good time. I kinda sat back and listened to the conversations around me, trying to drink it all in.
Frangelo's man proposed to him on Xmas Day up in the Bay and bought him a really nice ring. I don't know them very well at all, but I am really happy to see the gays standing up to this proposition 8 BS. My advice, go to San Francisco, and let Mayor(Future Governor?) Newsome marry you to spite the 52% of this hateful state.
A couple of Dindo's amigos were drunk and bashing each other and one of them used a racial epithet for a person of Arab origin that also contains a racial slur for a black person...You figure it out...Normally people say whatever and I don't really get that offended. This time was no different, but I still thought about it all the way home. I thought about it long enough that I had a dream last night. I for some reason remember this dream VERY VIVIDLY!
I was at dinner with the cast of Family Matters, Yes, Family Matters, Carl, Harriet, Eddie, Laura, Judy(Who is now an adult filmstar), Richie, Aunt Rachel, Grandma Estelle, Urkel, Waldo and even Urkel's gf Myra...Don't ask. Anyways, every time I opened my mouth a racial slur came out. Finally, Harriet asked me to leave dinner because I was making everyone upset. I woke up with tears in my eyes...WTF is wrong with me? haha
I think that's it, for now at least. I have not had any more run-ins with older Jewish woman which, of course, is a good thing. Today is Saturday though and they are all out walking like zombies. I need to be careful...
Monday, January 5, 2009
Resolutions
I have spent the last couple days, when I have not been busy with work, bachelor parties, weddings etc. compiling a short list of resolutions that I would like to make for a better 2009. Some of them are realistic, some are not realistic and some of them have already been tossed out the window. I have characterized them as the "Good(likely to be followed)" the "Bad(fat chance)" and the "Ugly(ooops, too late)".
Enjoy!
THE GOOD(Highly Likely)
1. I want to get in shape. Since returning from China I have lost 26Lbs via watching what I eat and 4-5 times a week gym trips. Those of you who have seen me before may notice, but on a 6'4" frame 26 Lbs is not a lot. I weigh in at 182Lbs right now and would like to stay there, while reducing my body fat % which I assume is about 346%. Meech and I got a kick out of a show on LOGO called Rick and Steve, where they referred to someone as being "Skinny Fat". We decided that we were both "Skinny Fat". We chuckled and then got depressed, haha. I resolve to maintain my gym schedule and have the necessary yet gay cliche six pack by the end of February.
2. I have had a history of getting myself into trouble when drunk. Nothing too serious, since the 1st(and only) annual "Gobble-de-Gook Sprint(if you don't know, ask someone from Davis)". However I have, over the last year, developed a nasty habit of Drunk texting/calling/e-mailing that has gotten me into trouble, a lot. I need help on this one. If we are all laughing/happy/drunk and I am on my phone in a corner someone intervene!! Do me a favor and rip it out of my hands. I resolve to no longer bury myself in my phone when I have been imbibing...
3. I want spend more quality time with friends. I have a couple friends up here, some new some old. When I hang out with those friends I get Euphoric. I am a happier person and feel like I am on top of the world. I don't know why I am like this, maybe I just subconsciously seek their approval, but whatever. All I know is that being around this handful of people is better than any high I have ever had. I resolve to allow my friendships to blossom at their own speed, and to take advantage of the time I have with this handful of people.
THE BAD(A Tad Bit Less Likely)
1. I would like to cut alcohol, or at least most of it out of my diet and budget. At $14/drink for a drink with 3-4 ounces of booze, The abbey is a bad influence on my waistline and my budget. The Abbey among others is a perfect example of an opportunistic merchant. Gays tend to be depressed, therefore they drink. They also tend to have disposable income and actually budget for weekly alcohol expenses. Most of the time this budget allowance comes out of the food fund. Who needs to eat when you can be on a diet of Methamphetamine, Camel Lights and Vodka. No wonder thay are all so skinny! I'm glad I'm not THAT gay...I resolve to not spend more than $20 a night when I go out and to not go out more than twice weekly maximum.
2. I would like to get my own place, or at least my own bedroom. David Just got a sweet deal last week on a place in my neighborhood, and it is definitely within reach. I love my living situation right now, roomies are great, rent is fairly cheap, but realistically, nothing beats having your own room. This is where the second job comes in. With a second job my options will expand greatly. I resolve to put myself in the position to find my own room within by April.
3. I would like to get a second job. I am not bored with the one that I have, in fact I really do enjoy it, however, I need to take advantage of the fact that I have lots of free time and no one or nothing to really spend it on or with. David had suggested that I get a hobby. But hobbies are expensive. Therefore a second job, maybe bartending 10-20 hours a week would be lovely. I resolve to make a valid effort to seek out additional employment.
4. This goes hand in hand with the one about staying in shape. I would love to spoil my body. This means weekly massage and steam room trips 4-5 times a week. I have access to the massage at work and I have access to the steam at Toppers. I just need to stop coming up with excuses on why I cannot treat myself more often. I resolve to take advantage of the benefits that I have.
THE UGLY(Probably Already Broken)
1. I drive too fast. I have always driven too fast. I might continue to drive too fast. If the freeway is empty and it is late at night, I have no qualms about getting from point A to B at 100mph. I know it is stupid, but the risk is low. If I am tired or there are other cars on the road, I sit in the mid lanes at 70mph. I do not drive recklessly with other people in my car. When there is someone else in my car, they are my responsibility. Timmy got into a fender bender recently and has since then put a sign in his car that reads "Slow Down!" The reason that this is an "Ugly" resolution is because it has already been broken multiple times. I drive like a maniac, and every time I don't consciously think about slowing down, I look at my speedometer and see lots of big numbers...
2. This applies to #2 in the "Good" resolution section. I have already sent out a couple of idiotic emails, texts and voicemails. The reason that I put this up there and down here is because I'd like to characterize this as something completely different. I belong to a club, and I am the only member. I am the President of DCA, the Drunk Communicators Anonymous. I have fallen off the wagon a few times already and will most likely continue, but I just gotta get back on the wagon! haha
NO MORE DRUNK COMMUNICATIONS!
THE UGLIER(Not a Snowballs Chance in Hell)
1. I would like to think I could stop getting into "Skirmishes" with the elderly, seeing as how I went to the gym this morning and could barely walk on my "'Geriatrically' Assaulted" heels. But this one is out of my control. I have so far been called a "queer" by "Father Time" at Trader Joe's in West Hollywood, A "Big Bald Asshole" by this salt and peppered nut job on Santa Monica, and my most recent run-in with this Yiddish squawking crow at Walgreens. And this is all since the beginning of September!!! I think this one is really out of my hands. I need to wear a shirt that says "I karate chop the elderly" for intimidation purposes.
Oh and speaking of "Walgreens Hussy", I wrote the story and got 14 texts messages from friends who read it say things like, and I quote, "I totally though you would have kcked(sp) the old biddy's ass" and "I could just see you knocking her in the face with your gallon of milk" and, my personal favorite "...i imagine you had a VERY tough decision to make there...there's something about clocking the battleaxe that would be severely satisfying..." REALLY??? Do I come across as the kind of person that smacks around the youth challenged? I hope not...Hope y'all have a lovely Monday. I'm out...
If I can think of anymore I will post them. Anyone else have any fun resolutions?
Enjoy!
THE GOOD(Highly Likely)
1. I want to get in shape. Since returning from China I have lost 26Lbs via watching what I eat and 4-5 times a week gym trips. Those of you who have seen me before may notice, but on a 6'4" frame 26 Lbs is not a lot. I weigh in at 182Lbs right now and would like to stay there, while reducing my body fat % which I assume is about 346%. Meech and I got a kick out of a show on LOGO called Rick and Steve, where they referred to someone as being "Skinny Fat". We decided that we were both "Skinny Fat". We chuckled and then got depressed, haha. I resolve to maintain my gym schedule and have the necessary yet gay cliche six pack by the end of February.
2. I have had a history of getting myself into trouble when drunk. Nothing too serious, since the 1st(and only) annual "Gobble-de-Gook Sprint(if you don't know, ask someone from Davis)". However I have, over the last year, developed a nasty habit of Drunk texting/calling/e-mailing that has gotten me into trouble, a lot. I need help on this one. If we are all laughing/happy/drunk and I am on my phone in a corner someone intervene!! Do me a favor and rip it out of my hands. I resolve to no longer bury myself in my phone when I have been imbibing...
3. I want spend more quality time with friends. I have a couple friends up here, some new some old. When I hang out with those friends I get Euphoric. I am a happier person and feel like I am on top of the world. I don't know why I am like this, maybe I just subconsciously seek their approval, but whatever. All I know is that being around this handful of people is better than any high I have ever had. I resolve to allow my friendships to blossom at their own speed, and to take advantage of the time I have with this handful of people.
THE BAD(A Tad Bit Less Likely)
1. I would like to cut alcohol, or at least most of it out of my diet and budget. At $14/drink for a drink with 3-4 ounces of booze, The abbey is a bad influence on my waistline and my budget. The Abbey among others is a perfect example of an opportunistic merchant. Gays tend to be depressed, therefore they drink. They also tend to have disposable income and actually budget for weekly alcohol expenses. Most of the time this budget allowance comes out of the food fund. Who needs to eat when you can be on a diet of Methamphetamine, Camel Lights and Vodka. No wonder thay are all so skinny! I'm glad I'm not THAT gay...I resolve to not spend more than $20 a night when I go out and to not go out more than twice weekly maximum.
2. I would like to get my own place, or at least my own bedroom. David Just got a sweet deal last week on a place in my neighborhood, and it is definitely within reach. I love my living situation right now, roomies are great, rent is fairly cheap, but realistically, nothing beats having your own room. This is where the second job comes in. With a second job my options will expand greatly. I resolve to put myself in the position to find my own room within by April.
3. I would like to get a second job. I am not bored with the one that I have, in fact I really do enjoy it, however, I need to take advantage of the fact that I have lots of free time and no one or nothing to really spend it on or with. David had suggested that I get a hobby. But hobbies are expensive. Therefore a second job, maybe bartending 10-20 hours a week would be lovely. I resolve to make a valid effort to seek out additional employment.
4. This goes hand in hand with the one about staying in shape. I would love to spoil my body. This means weekly massage and steam room trips 4-5 times a week. I have access to the massage at work and I have access to the steam at Toppers. I just need to stop coming up with excuses on why I cannot treat myself more often. I resolve to take advantage of the benefits that I have.
THE UGLY(Probably Already Broken)
1. I drive too fast. I have always driven too fast. I might continue to drive too fast. If the freeway is empty and it is late at night, I have no qualms about getting from point A to B at 100mph. I know it is stupid, but the risk is low. If I am tired or there are other cars on the road, I sit in the mid lanes at 70mph. I do not drive recklessly with other people in my car. When there is someone else in my car, they are my responsibility. Timmy got into a fender bender recently and has since then put a sign in his car that reads "Slow Down!" The reason that this is an "Ugly" resolution is because it has already been broken multiple times. I drive like a maniac, and every time I don't consciously think about slowing down, I look at my speedometer and see lots of big numbers...
2. This applies to #2 in the "Good" resolution section. I have already sent out a couple of idiotic emails, texts and voicemails. The reason that I put this up there and down here is because I'd like to characterize this as something completely different. I belong to a club, and I am the only member. I am the President of DCA, the Drunk Communicators Anonymous. I have fallen off the wagon a few times already and will most likely continue, but I just gotta get back on the wagon! haha
NO MORE DRUNK COMMUNICATIONS!
THE UGLIER(Not a Snowballs Chance in Hell)
1. I would like to think I could stop getting into "Skirmishes" with the elderly, seeing as how I went to the gym this morning and could barely walk on my "'Geriatrically' Assaulted" heels. But this one is out of my control. I have so far been called a "queer" by "Father Time" at Trader Joe's in West Hollywood, A "Big Bald Asshole" by this salt and peppered nut job on Santa Monica, and my most recent run-in with this Yiddish squawking crow at Walgreens. And this is all since the beginning of September!!! I think this one is really out of my hands. I need to wear a shirt that says "I karate chop the elderly" for intimidation purposes.
Oh and speaking of "Walgreens Hussy", I wrote the story and got 14 texts messages from friends who read it say things like, and I quote, "I totally though you would have kcked(sp) the old biddy's ass" and "I could just see you knocking her in the face with your gallon of milk" and, my personal favorite "...i imagine you had a VERY tough decision to make there...there's something about clocking the battleaxe that would be severely satisfying..." REALLY??? Do I come across as the kind of person that smacks around the youth challenged? I hope not...Hope y'all have a lovely Monday. I'm out...
If I can think of anymore I will post them. Anyone else have any fun resolutions?
Sunday, January 4, 2009
White Devil...
A few reasons why I love my neighborhood...
I went to the gym at 7AM today and did my usual routine but added in some additional cardio. I tried adding 15 minutes onto the stair climber in addition to my usual 25 on the bike and 20 on the elliptical. My legs were shaky and already sore and I was a bit irritable. As I am driving back on Pico at about 9:15, two cars are stopped at the red light. They two people, a middle-aged man and an older woman were talking. The light turned green...They continued to talk...I waited a solid 4 seconds and then, in Los Angeles fashion rolled down my window, laid on my horn and screamed "Green Light Idiot." The woman in front of me rolls her window down, and signals me to go around...REALLY??? So I gassed it unnecessarily and whipped around her with my horn going the whole time...The nerve...
I got back to my place, parked and walked next door to Walgreens to get some goodies. Skim Milk, Crest Vivid White Toothpaste, Crest Whitening Weekly paste, and Roc Salicylic Acid Skin Cleanser...What...I'm gay...Its acceptable. So I am standing in line with my fabulous purchases when I get rear-ended, in a bad way, in the ankles by a shopping cart. I turn around and am instantly mortified...She looked deep into my eyes, my soul was exposed, my hands full, may nerves unraveling...It was the "Road Block" from earlier, and you bet your ass she knew who I was too. I turned back around and waited for it to hit me like a ton of bricks. And it did.
Artists Rendering...
She pushed her shopping cart hard into my ankles...My eyes welled up, I have bruises on my Achillies Tendon now. She hits me a third time, that's it, one more time and I'm doing 35-Life for premeditated genocide...She waited for a bit...Let the line move up, took aim, and fired. She hit me so hard with her cart the fourth time I bumped into the guy in front of me. I turned around and in a big, deep, loud, "straight" voice (I figured embarrassing her would make her back off, wrong)I said, "Excuse Ma'am, please watch my ankles. She smirked at me. I was getting my ass kicked by a 65 year old woman, whose basket was full of Werthers Originals, Depends and Ace Bandages. I finally got out of her way, and got up to the register. I was about to cry from the pain at this point, and everyone in the stupid store, which was uncharacteristically crowded, was staring at me, begging me to cry, they wanted to see some action, but there was none to be had.
I paid for my goodies, which we the only things keeping me from curling up on the floor and crying in agony...Again, I get excited by teeth whitening products...As I was walking out she yelled across the store, Meshuga Goy...Had no idea what it meant, so I turned around and did what any self-respecting grown man would do after receiving the beat down of his life from an Estelle Getty Wannabe...I stuck my tongue out at her and made face.
I looked up Meshuga Goy and found it to be Yiddish for Crazy Gentile...Wow, she is perceptive, I am usually mistaken for a Jewish man in this neighborhood.
My ankles are on fire along with the rest of my legs and my spirit is tarnished like cheap silver. But I must move on...After all, I have teeth whitening toothpaste now!!!
I went to the gym at 7AM today and did my usual routine but added in some additional cardio. I tried adding 15 minutes onto the stair climber in addition to my usual 25 on the bike and 20 on the elliptical. My legs were shaky and already sore and I was a bit irritable. As I am driving back on Pico at about 9:15, two cars are stopped at the red light. They two people, a middle-aged man and an older woman were talking. The light turned green...They continued to talk...I waited a solid 4 seconds and then, in Los Angeles fashion rolled down my window, laid on my horn and screamed "Green Light Idiot." The woman in front of me rolls her window down, and signals me to go around...REALLY??? So I gassed it unnecessarily and whipped around her with my horn going the whole time...The nerve...
I got back to my place, parked and walked next door to Walgreens to get some goodies. Skim Milk, Crest Vivid White Toothpaste, Crest Whitening Weekly paste, and Roc Salicylic Acid Skin Cleanser...What...I'm gay...Its acceptable. So I am standing in line with my fabulous purchases when I get rear-ended, in a bad way, in the ankles by a shopping cart. I turn around and am instantly mortified...She looked deep into my eyes, my soul was exposed, my hands full, may nerves unraveling...It was the "Road Block" from earlier, and you bet your ass she knew who I was too. I turned back around and waited for it to hit me like a ton of bricks. And it did.
Artists Rendering...
She pushed her shopping cart hard into my ankles...My eyes welled up, I have bruises on my Achillies Tendon now. She hits me a third time, that's it, one more time and I'm doing 35-Life for premeditated genocide...She waited for a bit...Let the line move up, took aim, and fired. She hit me so hard with her cart the fourth time I bumped into the guy in front of me. I turned around and in a big, deep, loud, "straight" voice (I figured embarrassing her would make her back off, wrong)I said, "Excuse Ma'am, please watch my ankles. She smirked at me. I was getting my ass kicked by a 65 year old woman, whose basket was full of Werthers Originals, Depends and Ace Bandages. I finally got out of her way, and got up to the register. I was about to cry from the pain at this point, and everyone in the stupid store, which was uncharacteristically crowded, was staring at me, begging me to cry, they wanted to see some action, but there was none to be had.
I paid for my goodies, which we the only things keeping me from curling up on the floor and crying in agony...Again, I get excited by teeth whitening products...As I was walking out she yelled across the store, Meshuga Goy...Had no idea what it meant, so I turned around and did what any self-respecting grown man would do after receiving the beat down of his life from an Estelle Getty Wannabe...I stuck my tongue out at her and made face.
I looked up Meshuga Goy and found it to be Yiddish for Crazy Gentile...Wow, she is perceptive, I am usually mistaken for a Jewish man in this neighborhood.
My ankles are on fire along with the rest of my legs and my spirit is tarnished like cheap silver. But I must move on...After all, I have teeth whitening toothpaste now!!!
Monday, December 29, 2008
Football, Days off, Shave Cream, Alcohol and a creepy old man...
My gays may wanna skip the first paragraph, It has been translated into "straight talk"...
First off, Congrats to my Football Chargers. And yes some gays like football for something other than the Tight Ends...hmmm...yeah...Anyways, My Chargers spanked, no, embarrassed the Denver Donkeys last night, 52-21 including a 4th and 1 touchdown run that was no unnecessary it made me laugh. The cameras panned in on Jay Cutler (Denver's Quarterback the one who throws the ball for you gays) towards the end of the game when the chargers were up 45-13 and Cutler mouthed, "I can't believe this, Wow." Yeah Jay, you just got spanked by a team that was 4-8 4 weeks ago. Don't worry, I'm sure the Chargers will send you a post card from Tampa Bay come February...
My next topic is Days Off...OF which I have not had in three days and will not have for another 3 days...Boo. I think I am going to take Sundays off from now on in order to spend them with important people and to be able to once again enjoy the Gendarmerie...I miss my spa-folk..
Shave Cream... For those of you that shave, guys and one or two of you girls...I would like to take this time to pitch a fantastic product. My friend Friend Topper is the owner/founder/creator of Gendarme Fragrances which are incredible! He just had a new formula created for a shave cream that is hands down the best I have ever tried. Better than Kiehls, better than Zirh, better than Anthony. In fact if our lord and savior Jesus H. Christ made shave cream, it would pail in comparison. Its a bit pricey($15.00 for a 4oz bottle is a 2-3 month supply), but a tiny bit goes a really long way! Buy it at www.gendarme.com send Topper an e-mail letting him know how much you love it and that I sent you! Topper@gendarme.com
Thricely...I do love alcohol. Mostly the affect it has on other people. It is a very well-known fact that the gays love their alcohol. Many have disposable income that fuels the drug and alcohol trade. While I don't partake in the drug aspect of things, I do take a stance that what you want to do to your body is 100% your choice, because it is just that...A Choice and Your Body. I do however enjoy 1 or 4 Vodka Sodas when I get out. I like how people are real, say what they feel, straight forward and to the point when they drink. Liquid courage is what I call it. I came out to my mom on the phone on September 18th, 2005 at 10:15 in the morning when I was loaded. It was week 2 of the football season and the Chargers were playing the Broncos, so i had a bit to drink. The moral of the story, is a carefree attitude comes along with the a couple beverages. So my point is, I cannot wait for next weekend to get out and socialize!
Finally, Creepy old men...I'm not sure how to feel about this one. I went to the gym this morning and was lifting weights when an old guy--now I'm not good with estimating age, but i would presume he was in his mid 130's--came up to me and stood there. I was doing independent dumb bell presses and I thought maybe he wanted to use the bench. I pulled out my ear buds sat up and said, "You need the bench?" He said, "No I am just impressed that a guy as thin as you can lift that much weight"...WTF? If I were pressing 80 Lbs per arm, I would be flattered, but, I was not. I think I was lifting 45 at that point. Generally women and twelve year old children lift 45 to warm up. So I was kinda pissed. Am I that frigging skinny that people are impressed when I can lift my arms above my head??? I wanted to turn around and tell "Mr. Burns", "Here, Catch! and throw my 45 Lb weight at him. Then I realized I was probably too weak to throw my dumb bell more than 2 feet or so. God damn it...
David is coming back form Texas today. I am looking forward to hanging out with him soon. He is a lot of fun! Can't wait, well, time to get ready for work, Happy Monday everyone!
Brandon
First off, Congrats to my Football Chargers. And yes some gays like football for something other than the Tight Ends...hmmm...yeah...Anyways, My Chargers spanked, no, embarrassed the Denver Donkeys last night, 52-21 including a 4th and 1 touchdown run that was no unnecessary it made me laugh. The cameras panned in on Jay Cutler (Denver's Quarterback the one who throws the ball for you gays) towards the end of the game when the chargers were up 45-13 and Cutler mouthed, "I can't believe this, Wow." Yeah Jay, you just got spanked by a team that was 4-8 4 weeks ago. Don't worry, I'm sure the Chargers will send you a post card from Tampa Bay come February...
My next topic is Days Off...OF which I have not had in three days and will not have for another 3 days...Boo. I think I am going to take Sundays off from now on in order to spend them with important people and to be able to once again enjoy the Gendarmerie...I miss my spa-folk..
Shave Cream... For those of you that shave, guys and one or two of you girls...I would like to take this time to pitch a fantastic product. My friend Friend Topper is the owner/founder/creator of Gendarme Fragrances which are incredible! He just had a new formula created for a shave cream that is hands down the best I have ever tried. Better than Kiehls, better than Zirh, better than Anthony. In fact if our lord and savior Jesus H. Christ made shave cream, it would pail in comparison. Its a bit pricey($15.00 for a 4oz bottle is a 2-3 month supply), but a tiny bit goes a really long way! Buy it at www.gendarme.com send Topper an e-mail letting him know how much you love it and that I sent you! Topper@gendarme.com
Thricely...I do love alcohol. Mostly the affect it has on other people. It is a very well-known fact that the gays love their alcohol. Many have disposable income that fuels the drug and alcohol trade. While I don't partake in the drug aspect of things, I do take a stance that what you want to do to your body is 100% your choice, because it is just that...A Choice and Your Body. I do however enjoy 1 or 4 Vodka Sodas when I get out. I like how people are real, say what they feel, straight forward and to the point when they drink. Liquid courage is what I call it. I came out to my mom on the phone on September 18th, 2005 at 10:15 in the morning when I was loaded. It was week 2 of the football season and the Chargers were playing the Broncos, so i had a bit to drink. The moral of the story, is a carefree attitude comes along with the a couple beverages. So my point is, I cannot wait for next weekend to get out and socialize!
Finally, Creepy old men...I'm not sure how to feel about this one. I went to the gym this morning and was lifting weights when an old guy--now I'm not good with estimating age, but i would presume he was in his mid 130's--came up to me and stood there. I was doing independent dumb bell presses and I thought maybe he wanted to use the bench. I pulled out my ear buds sat up and said, "You need the bench?" He said, "No I am just impressed that a guy as thin as you can lift that much weight"...WTF? If I were pressing 80 Lbs per arm, I would be flattered, but, I was not. I think I was lifting 45 at that point. Generally women and twelve year old children lift 45 to warm up. So I was kinda pissed. Am I that frigging skinny that people are impressed when I can lift my arms above my head??? I wanted to turn around and tell "Mr. Burns", "Here, Catch! and throw my 45 Lb weight at him. Then I realized I was probably too weak to throw my dumb bell more than 2 feet or so. God damn it...
David is coming back form Texas today. I am looking forward to hanging out with him soon. He is a lot of fun! Can't wait, well, time to get ready for work, Happy Monday everyone!
Brandon
Monday, November 24, 2008
It's been awhile...
A quick synopsis of all meaningful things in my life since the last post:
So since my last post, I have been verbally assaulted, hiked Runyon Canyon, Eaten at a Jewish Deli, Drank Cherry Vodka, Killed Zombies, been hit on by a client, not posted any blogs, gotten a massage and watched the "Most Talented Football Team" in America fall to 4-7...
Starting from the top, in paragraph form(All for you King)...
I got yelled at by some hippy bitch because I honked my horn at her...SHE WAS STOPPED IN THE MIDDLE OF SANTA MONICA BLVD AT 4PM ON THURSDAY!!! WTF? When I drove by she called me a, and I quote, "Big Bald Asshole." Really?? That's all you could come up with? I'm freakishly tall, awkwardly shaped, pasty white, gay, and BIG BALD ASSHOLE is the best you can come up with? I a not going to dignify that one with a response...
Ricky and I went Hiking in Runyon Canyon Earlier on that Thursday up into Runyon Canyon. Its really cool up there, feels like the top of the world. It was a bit smoggy, but not too bad. I look forward to doing it again.
After hiking we went to Canter's on Fairfax for a delicious French Dip, and a bowl of Matzo Ball Soup! I highly recommend Canter's if you have not already been there!!
Cherry Vodka...Surprisingly fantastic!!!
Played a video game last night that was interesting...Killed Zombie-like creatures for an hour or so...
Had a client hit on me today, she grabbed my hand, held it near her face, and said its ok sweetie, I'm not mad, smiled then left...She's cute...Problem is she is a she...who i think used to be a he, but is now a she...
Got a massage from a friend last week, it was good...
Watched/listened to the Chargers suck yesterday...The End.
So since my last post, I have been verbally assaulted, hiked Runyon Canyon, Eaten at a Jewish Deli, Drank Cherry Vodka, Killed Zombies, been hit on by a client, not posted any blogs, gotten a massage and watched the "Most Talented Football Team" in America fall to 4-7...
Starting from the top, in paragraph form(All for you King)...
I got yelled at by some hippy bitch because I honked my horn at her...SHE WAS STOPPED IN THE MIDDLE OF SANTA MONICA BLVD AT 4PM ON THURSDAY!!! WTF? When I drove by she called me a, and I quote, "Big Bald Asshole." Really?? That's all you could come up with? I'm freakishly tall, awkwardly shaped, pasty white, gay, and BIG BALD ASSHOLE is the best you can come up with? I a not going to dignify that one with a response...
Ricky and I went Hiking in Runyon Canyon Earlier on that Thursday up into Runyon Canyon. Its really cool up there, feels like the top of the world. It was a bit smoggy, but not too bad. I look forward to doing it again.
After hiking we went to Canter's on Fairfax for a delicious French Dip, and a bowl of Matzo Ball Soup! I highly recommend Canter's if you have not already been there!!
Cherry Vodka...Surprisingly fantastic!!!
Played a video game last night that was interesting...Killed Zombie-like creatures for an hour or so...
Had a client hit on me today, she grabbed my hand, held it near her face, and said its ok sweetie, I'm not mad, smiled then left...She's cute...Problem is she is a she...who i think used to be a he, but is now a she...
Got a massage from a friend last week, it was good...
Watched/listened to the Chargers suck yesterday...The End.
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