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4 Years Ago in New Orleans - Eclipse

This is one of the first photos I remember seeing of me in print in New Orleans.

...that's 2000. September 4 freakin' years ago.

The guy with me was a boyfriend at the time named Michael Watson.

Eclipse Magazine is not around anymore. It was a good magazine. I miss it.
John Capers took the photo.

HustlaBall Pool Party Photos

Here are a few of my favorite photos from the pool party for HustlaBall before the police interference.

"Sister, I don't care what you say it's in the name of, but you can't drink on the job, okay."

Tom Weise tells Brandon Baker how things are going to work at the pool party. "This is the envelope for Miss America, Brandon." Wait, wrong pool party, Brandon.

Somehow I don't think my Thanksgiving turkey feels like this is his boiling pot. Although I see a few turkeys in this hot water. (Scott Adler and Brandon J. of the Gipsy are used to being in hot water, I am sure.) *wink*
This photo is BEAUTIFUL and shows what the pool party should have been like all night. Thanks to Las Vegas police department and a "compliance check" things dwindled down. (...at least outside they did.)
The hot tub was the place to be, being as it was so cold. It wasn't cold in the hot tub apparently. Lex Sabre, Tommy Ritter and Christian Owen heat things up.

Thanks to Vicky (...her initials are VD. OMG! I don't know what you were thinking, but that's Valentine's Day.) for these photos. YEA! You can see more her lens love HERE.

Right Angles

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Drinking Rates

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Southwest

This is from one of the first times I met Rusty.

Minimum Wage

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Child's Play

The other day after we had lunch, the boys said, "What next?" and I said, "I want to go swinging."
We went to the park in West Hollywood next to "The Abbey" and had fun for a few moments.
It had been so long since I swinged. Wait, is it swang? ...since I swung.


Monkey Rusty played on the bars. ...and different bars than he's used to playing on. *wink* ...no liquor on these ones.

Fight

Rusty and I were fighting again last night. It went from one degree to the other.
We always fight like we do when we play and wrestle. It's kinda hot. *wink*

Last night though, I was not in the mood and he kept provoking him. He jumped on me and I thre him over and he said, "Man you are gaining weight." I was glad 'cause he could not get up. Usually he goes until he win's, but after that he stopped.

He came back and did it again later on and as he was on my legs I rolled over real quick and he hit the side of the bed. (...knowing me, when I want to win, I am not happy until I do or until I see blood.) He was clearly upset and said, "You get violent. I play gently with you." I snapped back, "I don't."

It's the first time I think I really was truly frustrated with him. It wasn't alot, but even that, I don't think I really get that way with him. It just does not happen.
It wasn't bad and does not demand alot of attention, but now that it's over, I see even more of a reason that "Eveything happens for a reason." and the attention should be on what happened BECAUSE of it, and not WHAT happened. Know what I mean?

I was laying on the bed simmering in my pajamas and I got up and put on pants. I said, "I am going to get a drink, do you want anything?" He said no and I went outside for a walk.

(I think most of my close friends know that when I say, "I am going for a walk." it's a bad thing. It means I need to settle down, and I don't normally need to settle down away from someone, I can do it right there.)

Keeping that in mind, if I said, "I am going for a walk." I think he'd be upset and I did not want to upset him, it was not necessary.
I just need to calm myself down. ...and it was hot in my apartment.
I walked down the street a few blocks and passed this really cute boy. He was just my type. He was a light-skinned Latin that was a bit chubby. He has spiky dark, dark hair and adorable red cheeks. I thought I had met him before, but I was too busy storming down the street in the drizzle of rain to figure out where and if I indeed did know him.
I went about 9 blocks and turned around. I passed him again walking back as he was leaving a voicemail for someone. ...and I was a bit cooler. (Figuratively and literally.)
I could have stayed at home and cooled down. ...but I decided to walk that 9 blocks. Who knows why.
I got into my office today and apparently that voicemail he was leaving as I was passing him again, was for me. There was a voicemail from the cutie I had met out before and would have slept with, but I was with Kyle.
So, I should be THANKING Rusty now for the series of events he helped to cau

It's the first time I think I really was truly frustrated with him. It wasn't bad and does not demand alot of attention, but now that it's over, I see even more of a reason that "Eveything happens for a reason."

Addams Family Apartment

They are painting the outside of the apartment building I live in Hollywood.

It used to be a pale yellow. Now it's this color in the photo. It's a tan and a grey.
...before it looked like it belonged on South Beach.
Now it looks like if the 'Addams Family' owned an apartment building, this is what it would look like.

The inside hallways were this awful, institutional yellow on the bottom and white on the top with a defined line about two thirds up. You might think you were in a hospital.
Now it's this light chocolate color entirely with no defined line, so it does look better in my opinion.
There are now thick, large, dark, brown baseboards in the hallway.

My front door to the "Porno Palace" is a dark and beautiful blue. I love that color.

They are going for a new chic look in Hollywood with lots of new changes.
...they are also redoing the pool.
...they just put in wireless internet.
...the new staff is BEAUTIFUL - the men and the women.
...they added a personal trainer and redid the fitness room.
...they are also planning many more changes that I can't wait to see.

It does look good and certainly now more chic and upscale, they were not lying about that. I am glad that I got in just in time too. Keeping in mind that I pay more for the Hollywood apartment than I do the New Orleans one and the Las Vegas one combined - they raised the monthly rent on new tenants. YIKE!

One Night in Las Vegas

Monday night I flew into Las Vegas for the night.

I left my office about 6:30pm, went to my Hollywood apartment for a few moments and then went to the Burbank airport to fly out at about 8:45pm. I got into the Las Vegas airport (It's the McCarran airport, but I prefer to refer to it as the Donna McCarran airport. ...as in Donna Karan, (DKNY) the designer.)

I went with Lisa from the airport to to 'The Orleans' Casino near our apartment in Las Vegas. We stayed about an hour or two and gambled about $40.00. I turned it into $60.00 and then I got us dinner at 'Subway.'
Some lady at the slot machine next to me kept hitting the whole screen franticly with her whole hand to spin the wheel, and while everyone is entitled to do their own, I was about to get up and hit her with my whole hand.
We headed home.

We watched an episode of 'Friends' that she TiVo'd, to which I hardly paid attention, but spent time with her on our couch.

Then, I took care of PART of the reason I went home to Las Vegas for such a quick trip.
Lisa's family, which is ummm... more religious that I, is coming to stay with her next week and she was telling me that she thinks she was going to take down all the "boys" I have on the wall in my room. I totally understand that, and thought, "That's not right, she should not have to do that by herself." What do I mean? You don't understand how many boys I have on the wall in my room in Las Vegas. While my Los Angeles apartment is more "adult" decorated, my Las Vegas apartment is like I am still in college. You can see what I mean in this photo that Vicky took while Barrett Long was over at my apartment at the beginning of the month. (I am never washing that duvet. Barrett Long was on it.*wink*) I did a sort of "redecorating" and just put up three 'Batman and Robin' movie posters I bid on EBay awhile back. It looks so different.

I also wanted to go to the bank, since a few of my bank accounts are located in Las Vegas keeping in mind that I DO live there and there is no income tax in Las Vegas. The money that I earn in Las Vegas has no income tax. I wanted to change one of those accounts into a business account, but I did not make it to the bank in the morning and I did not want to miss a flight and be late to being in my office in Hollywood.

I also wanted to spend some time with Lisa. ...besides my mom, which, by natural law, I am required to love, (...and do.) Lisa is the best girl I know. She is so good to me and when I am with her, I know I can be me and we can have fun, be serious, react and more with her like I want to. She helps me decide what to do about things, she make me feel special and I would not trade her for ANYTHING. She's wonderful and I wanted to see her.

Bugging Me

I know, I know, tell me again about how I am behind. ARGH!

The car I picked up this week is a new version of the Volkswagen Beetle.
It's cute, but I don't want to keep it.

First of all, it smells funny. I was in a hurry when I was at the car rental place, but now it's too much.
Second of all, I feel too crunched up in it.
Third of all, H-E-L-L-O it looks like I jumped in an Easter Egg and drove away. It's this pastel blue color and unless I get a quick job moonlighting with a job for the Easter Bunny, it's on it's way back to the car lot. Thank you very much. *humph*

Rusty had me test drive a Hummer two days ago. (Well, test sit in the passenger side. I don't know what to look for when we test drive a car, so that's his department. ...and trust me, I am grateful he's helping me with it.) I REALLY liked the vehicle. It was a burnt orange H2 that he saw. It was $38,000 sticker price. (No doubt when Rusty's done with them, they will be paying US to drive it. *wink*)

This is an ordeal to buy a car. I mean, it's so complicated and I really don't like it. I just started and I am over it. It's really bugging me. (Get it?)

...but it's time I do buy one. I am staying in LA more often and now it's not making sense to utilize a rental. Up until now, when I travel on company business, the car rental is on them. When I am in LA on my own time, it's on me. In October for example, I only was in LA three days, so it made sense. As long as I travel for at least two weeks a month, it totally makes sense. If I am in LA one week, it pretty much makes sense. Now that I travel only one week or less a month, it's not quite there.

Cherry Peck

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Barrett Long in Ft. Lauderdale from Gio

...that's two of my favorites - ID Lube and Barrett Long.
...that's hot! *wink*

You can see more of this gallery including these re-DICK-uliously hot photo of what's below the belt on Gio's website at http://www.jumponmarkslist.com/images/mp/boardwalk/2007/010607_1.htm

Nice Pear

"Nice pear."

The Skeleton Key Movie

My dad told me about a movie that he jsut watched and that was filmed in New Orleans and Louisiana. He also said that he watched it a couple of times to really get what was going on. I don't know which reason made me want to watch it more.
...and at this point, I have watched it twice too. My second time was 'cause I enjoyed it so much the first time.

I won't ruin it for you, but what a twist it has at the end. I was floored and thought, "Now that's hot!"
If you get the opportunity, this is a "MUST SEE". The flick is FABULOUS! ...two thumbs up from Brandon Baker. I can't say enough good about this movie and how much I liked it.

The premise of the story is about a girl who becomes unsatisfied with her position in a hospital and that she really can't help people. She moves out the Louisiana swamps to help an invalid man in a resident caretaker position. Upon receiving a skeleton key (...hence the movies title.) that opens the doors in the house. She discovers a room that it does not open.

Hoodoo is an old New Orleans way of life for some people and this movie portrays it very in a very cinematic light.The details were great down to the ad she reads at the beginning of the movie is really a magazine she would find that ad in in New Orleans.

I don't know exactly what you are supposed to get out of it, but I think I was a kind of comforted and a kind of disturbed by the tagline that says "Fearing Is Believing." I mean, isn't it. If you didn't believe something could hurt you, you would be afraid of it. So by being scared of something you are, in a large way, admitting that you believe in it. Whoa.

The movie is very gripping, and suspenseful, but at the end, the last moments are truly satisfying and left me very content with knowing what happened, why it happened and how scary believing in something can be.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0397101/
http://www.theskeletonkeymovie.com/

Ritzy

I think the Ritz, ummmm... lost a little.

I like to think of what old buildings like this USED to look like and the grandeur that they one had.
(I looked for a photo of what it used to look like and what it does now, but in a short amount of time, I did not find a former life photo.)

What's more interesting to me (...and you are now forced to read about.) *wink* is that the sign on the top of this building.
I remember when I worked at the Holiday Inn Select in New Orleans and the owners bought a parking garage a few blocks down that was the old 'Standard Supply' building. It had a sign like this over one of the garage doors. The lawyers wanted to take the sign down because it might fall on a car. The principal owner said, "No." on the grounds that signs like that which extend out over the side of a building are not allowed anymore for that same reason. However, existing signs are grandfathered in. He said he could replace that sign with one of his own and still apply that grandfathered license to have a more unique and more visible sign.
Now I pay so much more attention to a sign like this one on the top of the building.

The 'Ritz" now has visibility as one drives down Hollywood Blvd AND as they look upon the facade of the building. FABULOUS!

Muffins

This is RIDICULOUS! If anything can be considered out of control, this is one of them.
Scott from 'Cocktails with the Stars' called me today to tell me about this video on www.YouTube.com. (Watch it only if you have patience and realize that it's two minutes and twenty seconds of your life, you will never be able to get back. *wink*)
Obviously, I think it's funny enough to spend my time blogging about it, but man, I dunno about some people. Kudos for a cute idea. ...makes me want to stay away from Muffins. ...and it also make me think of Scott Adler who says, "Muffin" all the time. *hehe*



I always want to try to credit the right person, so check out the 'Cocktails with the Stars' MySpace for where I found it and Ryan's Private MySpace for who posted it. (Thanks for sharing, boys! Sharing - it's not just for kindergartens anymore. )

Radar Hair Dryer

Rusty wanted a hair dryer the other day, finally there was something I did not have at the "Porno Palace" and since what Rusty wants Rusty gets, and this time the instant satisfaction took over, we ran over to Target in West Hollywood and as he was selecting one, I thought, "Man, I just want to point these at passing cars and see if they slow down." *wink*

Stocked Up Mini-Bar

I have a borderline hotel fetish.

( object of obsession: an object, idea, or activity that somebody is irrationally obsessed with or attached to...)

While most of my apartment is brought to you by the furniture that used to be a part of the Beverly Hills Hilton Hotel, the hotel safe, the mini-bar and the pull-out sofa are from other hotels.
(It's strangely comforting to think I am in a hotel, I don't know.)

I stocked the mini-bar after I went to the BevMo store in West Hollywood the other day.
I've had a hard time finding the mini-bottles anywhere, even online.
The top shelf is all the alcohol and the lower shelf is the unique drinks that would all be you know, like $13.00 a drink if you took it out of the mini-bar at the hotel. I got drinks like "Fuckola Cola", "Jolt" and sparking pear juice.
I am ready to go now! Go, I mean stay, that's what you do at hotels, stay.

Scott and Douglas Naked

...well, now how did I forget the "...Sword" on that title? *wink* It's NakedSWORD that I meant to (...not) put.

Here's Douglas and Scott in the office where I work. They looked so cute on Friday with their new NakedSword shirts on.

Well Suited

Rusty was "well-suited" for the night.




He and Angel went out tonight while I tried to catch up on a few of the million things I put off all week, man, they are mounting up. ARGH!

Damn Kids!

I love the "Karen Walker" character from "Will & Grace."
She cracks me up. I mean, the show could just as well be called, "Jack & Karen."

I don't know how this quote goes exactly, but recent blogs made me think of it.
I guess Karen was tugging at a string on the shoulder of her blazer and said something to the effect of,

"Damn kids, they can't do anything right these days."

Of course, she was insinuating the kids who worked in the overseas factory to make her dress fucked it up.
I know that's a serious issue, but I could not stop laughing. I am glad I was not drinking milk or I would not be laughing so hard when that hurt.

...here are some more "Memorable Quotes" from "Will & Grace".

The Amazing Talents of the Image-Conscious Asian

Okay, I gotta hand it to this kid. He makes me love Asia even more. (...more than I do now thinking of the sweatshops that I get all this fabulous stuff in my life from.) (Gosh, that's awful, I am sorry, but it was funny.)

Fuckin' Travis is Kyle Foxxx's local best friend. (...or at least that what it seems like. I don't know.) (I think Kyle would consider Cicero his best friend, and from what I know, fuckin' Travis has a lot to catch up if he wants to put Kyle through as much as Cicero and Kyle have been through. ...but who am I to make that call.) (...ummmm...Brandon - you just did.)

...moving on...

I think Travis has an uncanny talent for graphic arts. He consistently comes up with graphics that are original, beautiful, professional and wonderful representations of the intended subject.

I am so proud of his work and that he has included me on some of them.
I mean, look at this stuff. WOW!

I am seriously considering putting this one on my party payroll.

This image of Angel and I in sunglasses in his "Angelic Visit" blog is FABULOUS! I am beside myself. (Actually, I am beside Angel and I am okay with that for now.) *wink*
The other image included in this post with the pink links. *hehe* is a tribute to what nifty work the little migrant does. *wink* I LOVE there, I want to think pink all the time now. (...or not so much, but I friggin' LOVE IT!)

You can see more of the image-conscious (Get it?) Travis in his blog at http://stylizethis.blogspot.com.