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I’m always tickled at how much my blog traffic goes up when I post adult stuff. It really is true that sex sells. hehehe. However, lately some folks have felt left out. It is not intentional. You just probably missed the original post about my intentions. I get a few reoccurring questions about the restricted side of the blog so I thought I’d take a moment to answer them here.

1) Why do you hide parts of your blog?
Expecting to have absolute control of an open medium is ridiculous however, I do not feel the need to shock my family or coworkers about the more explicit parts of my life. It is for this reason and this reason alone that I restrict certain posts.

2) I’m confused, I’m a subscriber but I can’t see anything new.
Being a subscriber means you get an email every time I update the public side of the blog. Being a registered user allows you to see the restricted parts once I upgrade your user level. If you register, you’ll get a personal email from me asking you to identify yourself if I don’t already know who you are. Nothing overtly revealing just a sort of cyber introduction. This also assures me you are not a sp@mbot looking to do harm.

3) How do I know if I’m logged in?
There are a variety of ways however, the easiest is to bookmark my log-in page. When you load the link it will take you directly to the log-in page or straight to the blog dashboard if you are already logged in. Then it is just a simple click to load the blog.

That’s it. Nothing sinister or secretive really. Just a few simple precautions. If you don’t wanna see the explicit stuff, don’t register. (Wait, who am I talking too? lol) I also got an incredibly sweet compliment from one of my new readers the other day. He said my blog was incredibly organized for so much content. I’ve seen what a hatchet job of html can look like so I do make an effort to keep it simple and easy to navigate. I still haven’t quite added everything in yet. And as many of you know, I’m always tinkering w/the layout and plug-ins so it is a work in progress. Feedback is always welcome.

As much as it pains me, duty calls and I’m off to work. The fourth of July was a nightmare of course. Everyone acts so surprised that people “gasp* were setting off fireworks. It is also amazing how many people try to justify calling 911 for a noise complaint. Sorry to disappoint you but, your desire to sleep is not a city-wide crisis. It could be disconcerting or even upsetting but it is NOT a 911 call. Ok, I’m done venting.

Why Am I Here?

Tonight, I had a mini epiphany. You could say proof of an insecurity I’ve grown out of.

I had a rather odd first meeting with a couple of guys from bear411. I’d chatted with this guy off and on over a few months and we’d seemed to have nice online connection. He lives down in LA. He texted me online tonight to say he was in town with a friend visiting before heading up to the river tomorrow. I didn’t really wanna go out but certainly didn’t wanna be rude so I made the effort.

Skipping for a moment, he appeared more than a few years older in person, it didn’t go well. It didn’t go bad either. It just sorta went. He was nice enough. There was just no chemistry, no sparks, nothing. Not even a real connection. I also got the distinct impression he and his friend had nothing but disdain for SF as well as a little internalized homophobia. No judgments just an observation.

The point is in the past this would have bothered me. I used to obsess about someone liking me. I used to incorrectly assume if there wasn’t some sort of spark that something must be wrong w/me. This time I had no such feelings. I just didn’t really care. They were nice, there was just no connection and that was ok. I wasn’t upset or distraught or even perturbed. I was polite, talkative, and even offered to go grab a bite to eat. I guess I really am growing up. Who knew?

Random Smandom III

Work is in an uproar. There is some cheesy baseball game coming up next week and because of its popularity, someone decided to mobilize our department. Mobilization means we all go to 12 hour shifts, twelve on, twelve off. Needless to say, none of us are happy. The shitty part is it all stems from our numbers being so critically low we can’t staff up to meet the demands. I’ll shut up now otherwise, I might say some things I’ll regret.

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In other news, I have a cute surprise coming soon. I picked’em up while I was back home. I think you’ll be tickled when it posts, I know I was. Speaking of posts, the private one is up, if you can’t see it you aren’t logged in. SHAME ON YOU.

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This month marks the switch to my new insurance. First thing on the agenda, look into braces. I’ve put’em off long enough. I dread getting them but it is a necessity I can’t keep putting off forever. I want nice even shiny teeth and I have good dental coverage so I need to quit procrastinating.

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Today was my first day back in the gym in a week. It felt so good but my energy tanked pretty quickly. I finished my set minus the normal heavy push. I think I might be a little worn out from being on the go so much. The batteries need time to recharge.

Life: Normal

A big thank you to all the kind words of encouragement and support regarding my dealings w/Continental AND with their handsome attendant. I didn’t even mind the walk of shame from the hotel the following morning.1

Gay High Holy day #1 has come and gone. The city has pretty much returned to normal.2 I am also home from my vacation and my week of antics. It was a busy damn week and I am glad to be back. From hosting the incorrigible brettcajun and my buds from Tuscon to flying home to see the clan, this blogger is tired. I’m slowly catching up on my blogroll as well.

Work today is almost a relief. (Almost) I didn’t really wanna come in today though. It is so nice and sunny out, I just wanted to go layout at the park. My friend Matthew dragged me out to the beach yesterday so I guess I can’t complain too much.

I posted more of the pics from the blogger summit. I still have twice as many to edit and load. I’ll get to it eventually. I’m feeling sooo unmotivated right now. Oh, and I’ll be posting a private post later this week as well. No, it is not about Steve but it is juicy. hehehe

Duty calls…


1 He had to fly out early not me. I stayed in bed after he left.
2 As normal as SF ever gets. hehehe