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May 15, 2006
Man Nectar
Friday night Suitcase Sally and I went to Merkado for a bite to eat. Sally is like DC royalty at most restaurants around here. The place was packed, but we were seated immediately and attended to regularly. Of course, he took up two of the table chairs with his backpack, overnight case and toiletry bag.
Hanging out with him is like hanging out with a construction worker (but, like, the construction worker from the Village People). He loves to stare at the boys and whistle make comments. You could say to him, "I think I may be suffering from heart disease," to which he replies, "I think that guy is checking me out." After about an hour of this, I find myself behaving the same way. We had the most adorable waiter. I am not usually into younger straight guys, but I would make an exception for this sweet piece of man nectar. Sobriety has made me hornier, and Suitcase Sally is my enabler.
Let's Make Fun of Drunk People
Saturday was spent with my buddy, Gregg. I decided to make my triumphant return to Blowoff. We grabbed a bunch of sober-friendly mates, put on our white gowns, boarded the short bus and descended upon the 9:30 Club. I had not been to Blowoff since they moved into the big room. What a change. There were lots of people dancing. The last time I "danced" at a club was about 2 years ago at the Pride Pier Dance in NYC. Somehow I got suckered into shaking what my mama gave me. Usually I would have to be high or drunk to get on a dance floor. Not this time. I had bottled water and joined the boys on the floor. I did my lame white man dance and had a blast. I love the blowoff experience, in more ways than one.
The DC bloggerati were out in full force. Most of them are linked under my "durban buds." I love these guys. I don't know a lot of them well, but they've always been friendly and supportive of me. And they're fun to cuddle with too.
Jimbo was lookin' good sportin' his full beard. It's really workin' for him. I was surprised however, that he was freshly manscaped. The king of ogling the hirsute was himself, a trimmer? Color me perplexed.
There was an onslaught of deaf boys and girls there as well. I was overcome with a slight panic. Did they read my last post and want to confront me on my poor signing skillz? I just found it odd that I had not seen many deaf people out since that "incident" and then suddenly I see a number of them at once. I think someone is mind fucking me. Needless to say, I did not engage myself in any conversations. I was very well behaved. Whatever, Mary.
The Boy in the Bubble
Sunday was spent at the gym, renting pornography and chilling out at home. I watched some special on that mess that is called David Blaine. What is his problem? He almost died last week trying to drown himself. Ya know, there are easier and safer ways to be a narcissist. He could, like, get a blog or something.
Posted by durban bud at May 15, 2006 07:09 AM
Comments
Personally I think ABC should be ashamed of putting that garbage on TV. I mean give me a break. That network will do anything to get even a few more viewers, this is how desperate they are...
Posted by: TOS at May 15, 2006 01:04 PM
I told you I manscape once every year! For some reason in the spring I can't stand my chest hair and clip it short. It'll be back to normal soon.
Posted by: jimbo at May 15, 2006 02:36 PM
David Blaine is HOT, so you can both kiss my ass!!!!!!!!!!!!
Posted by: Steve at May 15, 2006 03:07 PM
Steve:
He may be pretty, but he ain't very bright. And he certainly won't look all that "HOT" when he's a stiff, smelly, drowned corpse.
Posted by: durban bud at May 15, 2006 03:23 PM
Don't forget pruned and wrinkled!
Posted by: TOS at May 16, 2006 07:26 AM
TJ,
It was great seeing you at Blowoff. In fact its always great to see you at anytime. Tim and I have been going non-stop since then and I'm trying to get caught up. Just wanted to give you a shout.
Donn
P.S. You were doing a lot shaking.
Posted by: Donn at May 24, 2006 08:43 AM