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

Dell Printer Arrived

Oh and while I’m at it, I finally got my free printer from Dell. One month and 10 days AFTER I bought the laptop. Not exactly stellar service in my opinion. It was free so I guess I can’t complain too much!

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.

Gay Genes – No, not Jordache

Yet another study on human genetics playing a role in human sexuality. Pretty soon, there will be too much irrefutable proof for even the bible thumpers to ignore. Of course, I’m sure they’ll find some other reason to hate us.

But this study examined genetic information on all chromosomes, including genes from the father. The findings show that identical stretches of DNA on three chromosomes were shared by about 60% of gay brothers in the study compared to the about 50% normally expected by chance…
…The genetic scans showed a clustering of the same genetic pattern among the gay men on three chromosomes — chromosomes 7, 8, and 10. These common genetic patterns were shared by 60% of the gay men in the study. This is slightly more than the 50% expected by chance alone.
The regions on chromosome 7 and 8 were associated with male sexual orientation regardless of whether the man got them from his mother or father. The regions on chromosome 10 were only associated with male sexual orientation if they were inherited from the mother.

I’ll be the first in line asking for an apology.

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.