Category: me

Me Grown Up Now

I realized after an incident today that I have finally achieved the maturity that comes w/adulthood. If such a thing were possible. [1]My friend Bobby will get such a kick out of this story only because he thinks everyone in SF is stuck up. So Bobby, it finally happened! I got snubbed.

I’m leaving the gym today and this rather attractive fellow was in the locker room preening like a peacock. Ok, let me re-phrase that. This very attractive and very well built fellow was preening in the locker room today. I’m doing my thing, as usual, and can’t help but stare just a bit. He keeps doing all these little obvious tricks to flex a muscle or expose a hidden area. All w/a not so random randomness. After about 10 minutes of this, I’m getting rather bored as that’s all he is doing. I finish my business and I’m about to leave when he crosses my path. Now I don’t know if was offended that I didn’t gawk more or because I didn’t pursue him further. Either way, he gives me this very disdainful once over look and snorts right in front of me as if to say, “your pathetic and nowhere near my league“. And for once in my life, I didn’t give a shit. I wasn’t even offended. I giggled as I shook my head and walked out. Not only that, I got the distinct pleasure of hearing him throw his gym bag down as I descended the stairs.

Let me explain a bit. Just a few years ago, I would have probably done the same thing however, I would have been wounded inside and felt inferior. I would have called him all kinds of horrible names in my mind like poopoo-head or snooty patooty. (where do kids come up w/these names?) All the reasons why don’t really matter at this point. What does matter, is that I didn’t even begin down that demoralizing path of reasoning this time. Jesus H Christ, Mary, Joseph, & David! Maybe there is hope for me in this life after all!

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↑1 My friend Bobby will get such a kick out of this story only because he thinks everyone in SF is stuck up.

BCC – Prelmin Feb 3rd

This past Thursday I was hanging out at the Powerhouse for the Bare Chest Calendar contest. I’m not required to be there since I’m just doing the website. However, my friend Tim is always trying to drag me to a bar so I thought I’d kill two birds w/one stone. [1]Don’t ya like the way I shoved it off on you Tim? It really is all your fault.

So I’m hanging out and Norm, one of the photographers, snapped this shot of myself and one of the calendar husbands. (meaning his partner is involved in the event) Not my best shot but I ain’t afraid to let it all hang out. *g*
February 3rd

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↑1 Don’t ya like the way I shoved it off on you Tim? It really is all your fault.

Good Deed

I did my good deed for the day. I’m in the Castro having dinner w/my friend Bobby. Afterwards, as we are leaving, we notice someone had left their car keys dangling in the door to their BMW. Yes, you read it right, a BMW. There they were, clear as day, sitting in the passenger side door. Luckily enough, one of the waiters where we had just finished eating had seen the owner and gave us a good description. So I walked up/down the block, bobbing in/out of store fronts looking for said owner. No one really matching the description was around so I gave up, left a note on the car, and turned the keys over to the same employee who’d seen the driver.

As I’m leaving, I decide to stop into Walgreens to pick up some breath mints. [1]I had the clam chowder As I’m searching for just the right mints to counteract my killer fish breath, a man bumps into me in a bit of a rush. He matched the description and I could tell he was a bit frazzled. I asked him politely if he was alright. You guessed it, he was freaking out because he couldn’t find his car keys. So after asking for a detailed description of the vehicle and where it was parked, I felt safe it was his. I told him what happened and where I’d left the keys. He was so excited he grabbed me in a big bear hug.

I just gave my karma big boost for today!

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↑1 I had the clam chowder

Meanderings

This is my last weekend off before heading back home. I won’t have much time for socializing but I am looking forward to seeing a few friends.

Today was very low key. Had a nice lunch date w/my friend Michael. He was a saint considering he’d just come from having his teeth worked on at the dentist. We took in a movie afterwards. Of course, once again, Tanifa and her husband sat on the same isle as us and proceed to have several conversations on her cellphone. She was quite enough I didn’t have to clown her about it. Annoying nonetheless.

Later, I was off to the Powerhouse for the BCC charity contest. Good contestants again this week so made for a fun evening. (Oh and btw, thanks Tim for telling me you were leaving. I spent 20 minutes rubbing heads in the backroom looking for you. None of them turned out to be you so I left. :-P) There was the total fucking hottie that came in right towards the end. Nice looking guy, 6’2″ bald head, masculine, good shape, and just oozing sexuality. Gave me a few looks but could never tell if he was really interested or just being nosy. Of course, as soon as I managed to extricate myself from the group to walk by and say hi, he left. I was miffed but will survive. *sniffle* Aaaaannyway, I’ll have a few pics to post by Sunday. The photographers alway get shots of me but I never post them. As stated previously, I’m making an effort to add photos to the blog.

Bad Hair Day

My friend Tim called to tell me my previous photo rant looked horrible and I should take it down immediately. IT WAS SUPPOSED TO LOOK THAT BAD, I JUST WOKE UP! I figure I’d rather post pics of me at my worst. That way when guys meet me in the flesh, I get to hear those magic words. . . “Wow! You look so much better in person”

It is comforting to know my friends are watching out for me.

Visiting Blogger

While I’ve met several local bloggers, I’ve yet to meet any out-of-towner’s. Looks like I’ll get my chance soon. One of my favorite blog buddies, Brat, is coming to SF soon and we have decided to meet up face to face and say “how do?”

I’m so excited I could just spit! lol

Odd Day / “Edu-macated

Ever have one of those days where things just don’t go right? Yesterday was like that. It wasn’t a bad day per say. Things just seemed out of kilter. My schedule, normal tasks, errands,etc just got ‘messed up’. To sum it all up, I somehow managed to head off to work w/o wearing any undies. . .

Oh and to the dear kind soul who decided to anonymously write to me about my grammar (or lack thereof), I write that way on purpose silly. I know, I know, I’m probably not as edu-macated as you are.

Huk’ed on fonix wurkd 4 me. Try doing a spell check on that one, bi-atch!

Photo Blogging

Sitting her at work, bored out of my skull I started thinking. [1]always a dangerous combination, I know With all the issues coming up regarding my father, I’ve sorta realized I don’t have that many photos of my life. I’ve kept journals off/on since about 23 which is nice but I sorta miss having a photo record of my life. It’s more my fault than anyones as I just never remember to buy a camera or when I do buy it I always leave it behind. A have a scattering of pics from my 2nd relationship and a handful more from my last. In between, I have a smidgen or two thrown in but not that many when you sit down and add it all up. I’m sure that a good chunk of my early adult years spent trying to survive has a little to do with it. That said, I wished I’d been a little more diligent about that forgotten camera.

Maybe I’ll invest in a decent digital cam to start making up for lost time. Might be a good way to brighten up my blog a bit too. Then my bored readers can have that extra insight into my rants. *god, are we ready for that?*

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↑1 always a dangerous combination, I know

Updates on the fly

So tying up some lose ends, I thought I’d update my 15 readers on my so called ‘life’. Lets see… *mumbling. . .’where to start, where to start?…*

Ok, well lets start w/the not so obvious. I blogged a while back about my social life taking a nose dive and putting in some overtime. If anything, just the opposite occurred. For a change, guys seems to be crawling out of the woodwork vying for my attentions. I’m flattered to no end but I’m not looking for anything serious right now. *course, it’s always that way. when you need’em can’t find a single one. You don’t need’em and your scrappin’em off w/a stick*

Anyway, I need to keep focus and take care of myself for awhile. And between volunteering my time for the BCCs website, making up w/an old friend, and meeting a few new ones, I just ain’t had any free time to work over. And with more than a little guilt, I’ve been neglecting the gym a bit too. I’m just now getting to a point where I’ve started putting in the OT. *including tonight* Just too many activities pulling me in odd directions. I guess I’ll use February for my OT month. The charity is going well. Thank GOD they are getting it for free because they’d already be broke if they were paying me.

I’m also making a conscious effort not to let my domestic chores pile up so much. I’m horrible at household chores and being a typical bachelor, I’ll go out and buy new undies rather than wash the old ones. Creates a vicious cycle! I’ve been really good at keeping up, I’m actually rather proud of myself.

Now on to the obvious. Work STILL sucks. We have the pettiest supervisors I’ve ever encountered. Its no wonder city agencies carry so much dead weight. Any sort of excellence or above par attitude is slowly drilled out of you over ever petty infraction they can imagine.

I’m still looking at starting school but probably not till the fall. Oddly enough, I seem to be keeping focus on long term goals. A very hard thing for me. Maybe this really is going to be my year. Hope springs eternal.