Medium Rare or Well Done?

Well, the trip is slowly winding down. I had a really good time. I was actually a little worried I’d be bored as I didn’t plan anything this trip. I usually try to squeeze in one or two touristy things while I’m here. I didn’t plan anything in advance this time.

Saturday after the beach, I went bar hopping w/a gang of guys I met at the resort where I was staying. Someone commented about where I was staying. I stay at the Grand Resort every time I visit FTL. They recently added a spa which they push really hard now.

I’m digressing… We started off at Bill’s. Kinda like the Edge in SF. Good crowd and very friendly muscle bears. Grrrrrr! Then it was over to Ramrod (leather/levi/sleaze bar) and lastly George’s Alibi. George’s is by far my favorite bar in FTL. Diverse crowds, good musice/videos, pool, and hot bartendars. I always have a good time there. Afterwards, I ran over to Granny’s (aka the baths) to say hello. Granny was very happy to see me1! Oy was I tired when I got home.

Yesterday, I drove down to South Beach, Miami for the day. One of the guys from the resort tagged along and was good company. En route we had a little snafu, I ended up taking the wrong exit ramp. Not being afraid to stop and ask directions, this little detour only added 20 minutes to the drive. However, I can now say, I’ve been to Pinecrest, Florida. hehehe.
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Ahhhhh!

Today’s adventure was deciding whether to get the seaweed facial or the full body massage by Brock. I chose the latter. And let me tell you, Brock knew his stuff. After being manhandled over the course of an hour, my hand had touched both of his nipples1, his neck, his face, and his crotch. Don’t get me wrong, he was professional. He was very thorough and gave a great massage. I just couldn’t help but notice how he directed my arms and they consistently bumped into his anatomy. I was a tad embarassed when I flipped over and Mr. Happy was standing at attention2. He didn’t mind and said so every time he had to move it out of the way to massage my legs. He didn’t step over the line once (damn it!).

The rest of the afternoon was spent at the beach. I noticed today I’ve been overly careful about burning. So much so, I don’t have much sun! That’s ok, tomorrow I’m driving down to Miami/South Beach. I’m sure the boys will keep me preoccupied enough to get a tan.

I’m just in from the gym, had a good workout, and stopped by Arby’s on the way back to the hotel. Now I just need to figure out if I wanna order in or go out.

1 Both of which I discovered were pierced.

2 It is a documented fact that body massages release endorphines which sometimes cause spontaneous erections. I’m innocent (this time).

Oh So Blue

My first time on Jetblue has been decent1. Even though I’m laying over in New York at JFK. The direct flights were all full so I had to bite the bullet and just do it. The flight home is a direct flight. It’s warm but muggy here today. Actually, it’s a very southern day in the big Apple.

I did encounter a problem w/security because of a new regulation regarding liquids carried on board. Other than that, the experience has been good. The seats really are a little bigger and you do have more leg room. I’m glad I bought the laptop as nothing was on 36 channels2 that I cared to watch. JetBlue get’s brownie points for carrying scifi as part of their line-up though.

I always stay two places when I travel to Ft Lauderdale. I know weird but here’s why. I hate the seascape designs you see in so many sea side resorts. In fact, you could say I detest it. The place I normally stay doesn’t do that however, they are a bit pricey. Knowing how I am, I always stay the first night in a resort w/the standard seascapes to remind myself why I continually fork over the extra dollars. I know, quirky but I can live w/it and it serves me well.

1 I misjudged the travel time on public transit and was almost late. I also remembered to bring the camera. Yes, I’m patting myself on the back for not forgetting it this time. Lets see if I can hold onto the memory cards.

2 36 channels and I couldn’t find a single show I cared to watch. Does that make me picky or sad?

Rajun Cajun

Quite unexpectedly, I ran into an adorable cajun boy at the gym today. Not only sexy but turns out he is quite the sweetheart too. After our very enjoyable carnal encounter, I invited him to lunch and we had a great time hanging out. Don’t get me wrong, it was nothing more than good company. But, I forget sometimes how good ‘good company‘ feels. He was a most welcome distraction.

He is new to the city from brettcajun‘s neck of the woods, New Orleans. Aspiring actor, bartendar, and soon to be heart-breaker as well I bet. SF can be a hard city to live in if you can’t pay the bills. I hope he gains the foothold he needs to get established. Only time will tell. In the meantime, I think we might hang out again once I’m back from vacation.

Speaking of chores, I have to head off and finish my laundry. I’m sure you know now much I love that.

Crap

So, I finally relented and installed a sp@m filter on the blog. I guess I should be flattered. I’ve reached a level where the daily intake is more than I care to manage anymore.

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Nothing to See Here… (II)

I attended the 2nd official Choxita de Badlands Brunch today.

I arrived to find kel playing Martha Stewart in the kitchen. Of course, kel gurl has a much fitter waist line than Martha. He is also lacking a prison record but who am I to nit-pick.

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Tra la la la

So it’s my Friday. And it’s the last day of work before the vacation officially begins. Wahoo! I had a mini vacation last month but I still had tons of responsibilities tagging me so it wasn’t very relaxing. However, I am off to Fort Lauderdale this coming week and I can’t wait. Oh sure, for the money spent, I could have booked a cruise or gone somewhere uber gay. Well, I live in an “uber gay” city so I’m a little over the whole gayer than gay thing at present. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not kicking anyone here. I’m just content being Moby vs gay Moby at the moment.

Switching gears slightly, I offered the “olive branch” of friendship to someone recently who rejected it. Not mean or rudely however, I was surprised as said person went out of their way to be my friend. Odd? yes. Unexexplainable? No. I sorta think I’ve puzzled it out. (paging Dr Freud.) He developed an image of who I was based on where I work, the charities I work for etc. He also reads my blog off and on so has an idea of my persona. However, as people tend to do, I guess he built up an image of what he thought I was and when I didn’t live up to that image, he decided I was no longer friendship material.

Having met me, several bloggers out there can attest to my directness. I make no pretentions about my life. Not biggie there. I think the part that shocks people is that I don’t sugar coat the parts of my life that may or may not be widely accepted. I can speak as openly about religion as I can my last carnal encounter w/o batting an eyelash. The way I see it, there is no shame in my actions so I see no reason to sugar coat it to make you feel comfortable w/your own issues.

Having said all that, I think this person built up an image of me based on the refined parts of my id. He neglected to notice the other parts and now can’t seem to reconcile the two. Sad but not my problem.