Pride Weekend

I'm exhausted from all the fun I had this weekend! I've been running on 3 or 4 hours of sleep all week from all the Pride festivities.

Last night I played with the band in the Castro at the Pink Saturday party. I wasn't planning on doing it, but the boys I carpool to rehearsals with talked me into it. They said it was the funnest Pride weekend event for the band. They were right! The crowd loved us. It was very sweet. I went back afterward, but it wasn't as much fun when people weren't cheering and grabbing at you and moving out of your way.

I went over to Deco which was a lot quieter. I ended up meeting one of the hot choir boys. He was a sweetie. A married sweetie, but good for my ego nonetheless.

Today was the Pride Parade. It was the first time I'd ever marched in a pride parade. We had a large showing. We were FABULOUS!

David was home in Chicago this weekend. Friday was his 30th birthday. He was supposed to be back in town tomorrow, but he decided to surprise me and come in tonight. I've kind of missed him. I had just gotten home and was thinking about how nice it would be to have him here to come home to. And then we talked on the phone and he said, "Uh, I just landed. Can I come over?". YES YOU CAN. YES YOU CAN.

Who Knew a Tux Would Draw the Boys?

I had to buy a tuxedo for concerts with the gay band. I tried on a spectacular Burberry tuxedo that made me look amazing. However, I don't know as it made me look $1,000 amazing. Sufficed to say, I bought a cheaper tuxedo.

At the concert last night, I had to fight off the choir boys with a stick. Lots of mens trying to make eye contact with me. It was kind of hot.

Smitten with Barack Obama

David and I have now been on two dates. He's charming, intelligent, handsome, a glory to wake up next to and my age. Of course, I could tire of him at any moment, but so far, I think he's a keeper.

Macy's

Macy's is COVERED in gay pride flags. The store window was done in a gay pride theme. I was very impressed. They even had a warm poster inside the door explaining it. It was very heartwarming.

Of course, with 500,000 gay tourists in town for the weekend, it's also good business.

My Date with Barack Obama

Picture it:
440 (Daddies)
Underwear night

I was out on the town Monday night in hopes that some early tourists would spice up Underwear night at 440. My buddy Dante wanted to meet this hot guy at the bar, so I did my wingman duty and brought him over. David, is I swear, the spitting image of Barack Obama. Only hotter and younger.

David turns out to be a really nice guy. We have a lot in common other than just wanting to see each other naked, so we are going out on a date on Wednesday.

Psychosomatic Crab Infestation

Ever since I got back from the Russian River, I've been totally paranoid about finding crabs. Every time I find a piece of lint on my balls, I have to look at it really close and make sure it isn't a critter. I still haven't found anything but lint. The only times I'm itchy is when I don't have time to moisturize after a shower.

Gymnastics

I've been bored with my usual gym routine lately. Gymnasts have hot bodies, so I wanted to try an adult gymnastics class.

I went to AcroSports near Kezar Stadium. It was pretty fun. I was surprised at how quickly I picked things up. Some of them I was good at (hand stands), others not so much (cartwheels, roundoffs, etc). A lot of the stuff they taught you involved throwing yourself at stuff and trusting yourself (or a soft mat) to catch you which was exhilarating. I would definitely recommend trying it to anyone who ever wanted to take a gymnastics class.

I'm not coordinated enough to want to continue pursuing gymnastics. I was the fourth adult student this week to sprain their ankle. That is WAY too much physical danger for my taste.

I Popped My Pep Band Cherry...

... at the gay marriage thing today at City Hall. The gay band came to play and drown out the crazy "christian" protesters (You know, the ones who show up to straight veterans funerals with GOD HATES FAGS pickets to get media attention). It was fun. I am disappointed I did not even get hit on though :(

On an unrelated note, I may start keeping my hair a bit longer. It's been two weeks since my last hair cut. I forgot how brown my hair is when it's not buzzed down to a zero every week.