I’ve always had a soft spot in my heart (and hard spot in my pants) for Jan. Incredibly sexy man w/that goofy sort of disposition. Is it any wonder this pic made me melt? Who is he? Remember MTV’s – The Grind? He was the host among other things. He does modeling as well but that’s how I discovered him.
I think I might need a bathroom break. *eg*
**Warning – this post isn’t exactly work friendly
Sunday was the fair and I spent most of the day managing the BCC booth. Once again, I kept forgetting to take pics. I got to meet Jack Hampster too! He stopped by the booth and introduced himself. I was hoping he’d stop by.
Mr. January 2006 hard at work signing calendars.
The very handsome and sweet Joey.
David & Marty stopped by to say hi. (A testament to my poor picture skills w/crappy lighting)
Didier and I got a kick out of this pic. Here is little Alan diligently signing calendars. Poor thing he can barely see over the table!
Two more of the calendar boys George and Barry shakin’ their groove thang. (they should stick to being pretty I think)
Gratuitous butt shot!
Mostovic came by too. I got such a giggle realizing the sign behind the pic afterwards.
I love seeing guys holding hands so I couldn’t resist this pic.
Sexy Ivan stopped by and said hi. His energy is very infectious along w/his laugh.
Another calendar guy Chris (left) and a hottie who made me swoon. (keep scrolling and you’ll see why!)
The hottie’s butt! Da-YUM!
Hottie #2. I enticed him over for a quick shot. Oy Vey!
All the guys did a great job promoting calendars and helping out. I was very proud to be apart of the charity. The day went off w/o a hitch.
Afterwards, Bobby showed up in his new army pants and we went off to dinner. Then home for a power nap and a goog soak in the jacuzzi.
Today, I had to teach computer training to the new dispatcher class then off to study group. I had a great weekend but I wore myself out. I’m a bit lethargic today. Whew!
Folsom weekend started out w/the Bigmuscle party at the Mezzanine on Saturday. Talk about yummy beefy men. It was like the festival of lights but w/flesh instead! The bigger space this year made for a much more enjoyable experience overall. The ex and I went together. Our first event besides dinner since the break up. We got along fine actually.
I kept forgetting to take pictures but I did get a few.
Here is the ex and I.
We ran into our buddy Thor and snapped off a quick shot.
I got a nice surprise running in B & D from Denver. I knew D from my days living in Boulder. His new boyfriend (on the left) was very sweet.
Two of my favorite calendar boys Valtar & Allen. They make a great couple. Nice and handsome.
I had a great time at the party. I did get one small disappointment though. They did some sort of porn star premier for up and coming film. There was one guy who I knew did photos but never knew he was into porn. Anyway, I’ve always thought this guy was incredibly hot. However, seeing at the party tweaked out of his gourd ruined any delusions of naughtiness. The only downer for the whole evening.
It is just now noon here and I’m already exhausted. Got a call from my friend coming up from Houston that he won’t make it due to hurricane Rita (that bitch). I’m all bummed about that, then I start getting calls from the siblings and cousins. They are trying to get out of the city and may be crashing w/yours truly.
I don’t mind, of course, but you are speaking of peple who have never 1) been farther than 100 miles from home, 2) never ridden an airplane. I get into planning mode, thinking ok, I’ll need to rent a car, pickup an extra air mattress, blah blah blah. Another call, oh they closed the airports in Houston (there are two). Ok, now what? Well, I’m sorta in limbo at the moment.
Options are 1) go home and hope it doesn’t hit 2) drive to Dallas and try to fly out from there 3) find a shelter and pray.
I’m almost hoping they do come. I don’t envy their situation and I welcome them w/open arms naturally. However, I’d just get some twisted joy out of trying to explain Folsom to them! I know ‘bad Moby’ but I can’t help it. Their reality is so much different from mine it’s like night and day. Could you see me trying to explain chaps or butt plugs?
Here I sit till I find out what they plan to do.
I played hookie from work today. Just didn’t have it in me to go. My friend D is coming up from Houston for Folsom St Fair. As I spent most of yesterday helping a friend from work setup and design his entire site from scratch, I didn’t get shit done. I did get out and do it today albeit a tad late. Only part I didn’t do was my DMV registration. I forgot to schedule an appointment in advance and I did not want to spend 2 & 3 hours in line waiting.
So while I’m out and about shopping for misc. housewares, Bobby tracks me down at Ross (theres a surprise right?). Anyway, he had a hankering for some good ole southern fried okra so I ended up cooking dinner for a change. I have to admit, once I started cooking I really got into it. It’s been awhile since I had some good southern food and it was delicious. It’s amazing how certain foods can bring back memories.
Dinner consisted of fish filets, some long grain rice, fried okra, and a tall glass of ice tea. HMM-mmmm!
See there blog readers, not only am I good in bed but I can cook too!
I forgot to post this pic.
I don’t particularly like it as the lines on my shirt make me look like I have a belly. From the previous pic you know that is simply not true. This is 6 of the 8 remaining members from my academy class from work. The older lady on the right is the Client Service Mgr and sort of adopted us when we came in. Two of my coworkers are missing, one was sick and the other was unreachable in time. The short guy next to me is kristaki.
It’s been awhile since we could get together. I am just sad it took the death of one of those close to us to make it happen. I am determined to make sure we don’t let it go so long again.
At work on OT and bored out of my skull. I know I’m not supposed to blog w/o something to say but I can’t help it!
So instead of blathering on and on, I thought I’d post a gratuitous bod shot for the masses.
Yeah, I know I need to go to the gym. I made it in today and had a nice chest workout.
This is me today
and this is how I feel 
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On a happier note, I got my TB (Tuberculosis) test this week. I had to get it done for my certification. Here is my pretty star I got. lol
My doc is gay and his assistant is this incredibly charming and funny English PA. I haven’t been in to see them in about 6 months so it was giggles all around. Not to mention, he hired a very handsome new front desk clerk. Woofie.
Afterwards, I ended up bouncing around downtown looking for sales on clothing. I’m still trying to replace the ruined clothes. I managed to replace a fair share of the stuff that got pinkified (yeah I know it’s not a word). Speaking of laundry, I had to break down and do the deed again. I was so low I was wearing club wear to work. No ruined batches this time thankfully.
Oh, I almost forgot! I have a date. And he’s a blogger! I’ll be stingy and hold onto the details for now. More later, wish me luck?! And… I may have found a roommate. I’ve sorta been hoping to find a roomie come November (my lease is up) to cut back on expenses. So a buddy here may buy a condo soon and he was very excited about the idea of having a roomie. So cross both fingers that it goes better than the last fiasco!
I have more “stuff” to talk about but it’s late and the sleep monster is attacking. Ni’night.
I’ve noticed as of late that I seem to get more attention from guys. I know some of you are probably saying “duh Moby!” but it wasn’t always the case. I mean take my friend Bobby. He is a very attractive & muscular man. I’d kill to have a body like his. When we hang out, I often notice guys turn their heads to look at him as we walk by. He, of course, thinks they are stalking him but that’s a whole nother story. (Don’t go there Sally!) My point is that I’ve always thought of myself as above average in looks but never attractive. A big part of it stems from childhood, blah blah bah. But lately, I seem to be turning heads on my own. I have to admit it’s a nice feeling. I’m not so grand as to think I’m flawless but it is nice to be noticed.
I haven’t really gained that much muscle since last year. I think I’m actually a tad smaller. (I stopped working out for a few months right after the breakup.) I’ve leaned out a little but not that much. What has changed that I’m getting more attention now? I don’t know but I sure likes it.
I’d like to think I have more confidence but I’ve had that. I guess it’s not important as long as it continues. hehehe.
On a side note, I will admit I’ve put on some muscle since the old days. I used to be very skinny. My chest was like paper stretched over bone. Don’t believe me? Here is a pic to prove it! (GOD, I can’t believe I’m reposting this pic)
How’s that for scary? I don’t see myself as that person anymore mind you. But compare that pic to my pics now? Big difference huh? (And I don’t mean just the lack of hair.) Anyay, I’ve come a long way since then. I don’t know if I’ll ever be ripped as I like to eat too much. I’m also of the mindset I enjoy the gym but I don’t live for it. And thats ok w/me. I’m comfortable in my skin. I like who I am inside and out. Not many people can say that honestly.
There you have it. Moby’s shallow narcissistic rant for the day. I don’t know about you but I feel better.