Ho' Down Photos New York City

Here are some photos from the New York event Sean was at last night called, Ho' Down.

It looks like a VERY good time.

The host is Rainblo, you can find his MySpace page at http://www.myspace.com/rainblonyc. I have met him as a boy and he's hot. He makes me think of 'Party Monster' and that era of clubbing in New York City.

Brandon and Angel on Escoting in JustUsBoys Magazine

Brandon: How perfect is this? We get to talk about escorting. I feel like I might be able to know what I am talking about for once.

Angel: I know and all those people who wish that for once I would just shut up are finally going to get their wish! But maybe I can just steer the conversation along and ask the questions that everybody is dying to know. So first of all, what exactly IS escorting?
Brandon: Escorting to me is getting paid for my time. I “escort,” that is, accompany, gentlemen for periods that are generally in hourly time slots. When I say, “It’s about time.” I mean it. It’s all about time.

Angel: How did you find out about this particular profession, and what made you want to pursue it for yourself?
Brandon: Seriously, if most people fell into their career, I tripped and went head first. I started doing porn way back when and then I kept getting these requests to spend time with guys. At first, I was like, no way. However, after a few offers with some serious cash, I just couldn’t pass it up. After the first few nerve wracking times, it got easier and I got comfortable with the situation. It’s like hooking up for the first time or meeting someone new, the thrill excites me and the cash motivates me.

Angel: Yes I can see how cash can be a motivating factor in any profession. How does one set their hourly rate for this type of work?
Brandon: I take a look on some of the leading sites: www.rentboy.com, www.men4rentnow.com and several others and see what other escorts are charging. You can see that there is a “Standard” and then I price myself a little higher, because I think my time and what we can do during it is worth more than a “standard.” Other times, like at the end of the month, when bills are due, I lower my rate and spend more time with people. Rates are tricky. I definitely don’t charge for anything but my time. When I was living in New Orleans and spending lots of time with guys it was so hard to say no to that much money. Even if I was tired or was heading to my friends house, I would rearrange things to spend time with people.

Angel: Is there a certain age range that you should be in to be an escort?
Brandon: Hell no. Knowing what I do now and having been an escort, hired escorts and now helping to run one of the biggest escort websites, there is something for everyone. Part of the beauty about hiring an escort is you can get whatever you want, when you want it, and then be done with it. If you want an “experienced” and probably “older” guy to try something with that you saw in a movie, you can call an older escort or one with a track record. The next night, if you want to spend time with a young, pretty guy, you can do that too.

Angel: Now, it seems too good to be true and just like a fabulous way to support yourself. BUT you know as well as I do that EVERYTHING has its price. What are some of the things that you personally have felt like you have given up, to pursue this occupation?
Brandon: You are right, now more than ever; I see that the adage I so often use at rentboy.com is right. “Money can’t buy you love, but everything else is negotiable.”

Angel: What's been the cost of this illustrious lifestyle?
For one, my personal ideas of sex and satisfaction are fucked up. I have a hard time getting intimate with my boyfriend. I got so tied up in sex as an obligation that I made up for myself, that when I really wanted to get intimate, I felt like I was missing something or it was not as lucrative.
Another, is that I also think I have lost the value of a dollar. I mean, when you make $8.00 an hour, you tend to value the things that you buy more because you had to work harder to get it. When you make $300.00 and hour, things come easier. On the same token, I used to look forward to plane rides and fancy trips, now I think to myself, “You want me to sit on a plane for how long?” and “I was just on that island last week, I don’t want to go back now.”
However, the return has been far greater for me. I have been able to do things that I never would have been able to otherwise. I mean traveling, meeting famous people, and being able to buy things of course. There’s more though. I have been able to help my parents do things I could have not done on a smaller “salary.” I have been forced to learn manners that I would probably not have ever had to use if I didn’t escort.
The biggest cost to me though is that I have a hard time expressing what I really feel. I tailor everything to what I think people want to hear and it pays off over and over. To further complicate things, my close friends know that, so the absolute biggest challenge is now to convince people when I am seriously being serious and when I am telling them what I think they want to hear. It’s sick.

Angel: Can you give me an example of someone who probably shouldn’t pursue escorting as a career option?
Brandon: Escorting should be a “side dish.” I wish I would have kept a “real” job for more time when I was escorting. I really did lose touch with reality. I mean, why should I pay attention to things when I don’t have to? …and the more escorting I did, the more ways I found to get out of things. People want to help you when you escort more often than not. I think a far greater percentage of the people I spent time with turned out to be paid “relationships” rather than a “WHAM-BAM-THANK YOU MA’AM” type of thing.

Angel: Now, middle America has this Puritanical view when it comes to male escorts. Many people think that they are just drug-addled hustlers looking for their next fix. As someone who is NOT an escort, but the majority of my friends are, I can honestly say that by and large the exact opposite of that is true. How difficult is it to overcome a negative social stigma in regards to escorting?

Brandon: Can I get a translator? It sounds to me like you mean, “How do you get past what most people think about being a hooker?”

Angel: Sure. Sounds good to me.
Brandon: Being an escort and being a hooker are not the same. I say it in jest. Escorts are paid for their time.
Quite frankly, my dear, it’s damn near impossible to get over that. I stopped trying and I just deal with it and laugh all the way to the next place I want to go have fun. I sing the praises of escorting because when you manage it the right way, there are opportunities that would amaze just about anyone.

Angel: One of the things that has helped you out a lot in your personal career is your website, PartyWithBrandon.com Do you think it is important for an escort to have a strong web presence?
Brandon: If you want to get new business, yes. Word of mouth among high profile clients is priceless, but my website was the biggest way that I was able to share what I do with other people.

Angel: What are some online resources that young men can peruse if they are seriously interested in pursuing escorting as a career choice?
Brandon: Don’t pursue it as a career, for God’s sake. It’s a supplement. I have another site called RentBoyConfidential.com (It’s not very confidential if I am talking about it huh?) It is a “help site” with tips, tricks (I love that word), stories and ideas about how to manage hooking your way through life.

Angel: What about movies, like Boy Culture, or Pretty Woman, or Moulin Rouge! Or anything like that?
Brandon: ARGH! It’s Hollywood my dear. I live there too, so I am not knocking it, but they are movies! All I have to say is, I was very impressed with Boy Culture for it’s realism and attention to details. Pretty Woman is a movie, but also a way of life. It cracks me up now to watch it and her talk about money, now her weekly rate would get you a couple of hours. ….and Moulin Rouge – I think that it is for any harsh case of ADD. It made me want to tear my eyeballs out it was so red and… I have a headache just thinking about it.

Angel: Actually, I think that may be the 7 drinks you had last night…

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FOUR FRIENDS AT A PARTY

FOUR FRIENDS AT A PARTY

Four friends, who hadn't seen each other in 30 years reunited at a party. After several drinks, one of the men had to use the restroom. Those who remained talked about their kids.

The first guy said, "My son is my pride and joy. He started working at a successful company at the bottom of the barrel. He studied Economics and Business Administration and soon began to climb the corporate ladder and now he's the president of the company. He became so rich that he gave his best friend a top of the line Mercedes for his birthday."

The second guy said, "Darn, that's terrific! My son is also my pride and joy. He started working for a big airline, and then went to flight school to become a pilot. Eventually he became a partner in the company, where he owns the majority of its assets. He's so rich that he gave his best friend a brand new jet for his birthday."

The third man said: "Well, that's terrific! My son studied in the best universities and became an engineer. Then he started his own construction company and is now a multimillionaire. He also gave away something very nice and expensive to his best friend for his birthday: A 30,000 square foot mansion."

The three friends congratulated each other just as the fourth returned from the restroom and asked: "What are all the congratulations for?" One of the three said: "We were talking about the pride we feel for the successes of our sons. ...What about your son?"

The fourth man replied: "My son is gay and makes a living dancing as a stripper at a nightclub."

The three friends said: "What a shame...what a disappointment."

The fourth man replied: "No, I'm not ashamed. He's my son and I love him. And he hasn't done too bad either. His birthday was two weeks ago, and he received a beautiful 30,000 square foot mansion, a brand new jet and a top of the line Mercedes from his three boyfriends.

Thanks for sending this over, Gary.

Boy of the Moment

I think this guy is so adorable.

'The Lounge' at Arena Thursday Night

I don't exactly know what's going on and I don't know that I want to.

First I hear local promoter John Brady was arrrested and I have yet to find out why...
...then I hear that the big "move" Club Tigerheat is doing isn't really real.
What the fuck?

...from what I hear, 'Club Tigerheat' IS indeed moving to 'Avalon' right around the corner from me.
'The Lounge' that is above 'Club Tigerheat' is not moving.
You see, (...and someone please correct me if I am wrong.)

• 'Arena' is the entire venue including upstairs and downstairs.
  
• 'Tigerheat' is the all ages club downstairs at 'Arena.'
• 'Heaven' use to be the 21 and up club upstairs above 'Tigerheat.'
• 'Heaven' closed *wink* and 'The Lounge Partners' operated 'The Lounge' above 'Tigerheat.'
• Now 'The Lounge Partners' without some of the partners have re-opened 'Heaven' at the New 'Tigerheat' which is at 'Avalon.'

*whew* I need a break and a friggin flowchart - that's all I have to say.

'Heaven' which is a registered trademark of a club in London is coming back in the new lcoation at 'Avalon' after leaving the location at 'Arena' awhile back, now that would make sense if 'The Lounge' is not going to be included in the new 'Tigerheat', something has to go in it's place and it looks best if 'Heaven' returns.

All I know is I got a call from my friend who is one of the (former?) parters who does 'The Lounge' and said the 'The Lounge' is not moving contrary to what you may have read or heard.

Enough said, he's always been good to me and never done me wrong, in fact, he's done me right, so I am headed to the regular, fabulous, exciting, Thursday night at 'The Lounge' at Arena.
If you want to come tonight, please let me know and we will make sure you on the guest list.

I have confirmed that some of the local celebrities who are listed on the flyer as being at the NEW Tigerheat, will not be there and will be at the same place I will be at 'Arena' tonight.

Interesting to say the least, exciting to say the most. I love drama and scandal. Stay tuned for more.
The political shenanigans are quite amazing in this lifestyle and I hate to see my friends or business associates have to deal with a hard time. ...that sucks.

MORAL OF THIS STORY: Be at the original, 'The Lounge' at 'Arena' on Santa Monica tonight, no matter what you heard. ...that's where we will be.

*head spins*

Site of the Moment - www.UndieTwinks.com

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Flat Stanley

You may have heard of "Flat Stanley," or you may not have. I am going to go with the latter on my part.

Basically, it's an elementary school project to have kids have a meaningful reason to write.
"Flat Stanley" is this character that was flattened by a bulletin board at school. Now he's mailed all over the world to see where he goes in a journal. (...and give kids a meaningful reason to write.)

My mom told me about and I was like, "It's a friggin' chain letter, mom." However, she needs it for this thing she's doing to help at the elementary school or something, so I was happy to oblige and keep her new attitude renewed and fresh and support her.
My dad emailed me Flat Stanley and I took him out in Hollywood this morning.

You can find out more about the "official" Flat Stanley project at www.flatstanley.com.

These are the images I mailed to my mom this morning:

Here's Flat Stanley on Melissa Gilbert's star on the "Hollywood Walk of Fame". Wasn't that the daughter on 'Roseanne?" ...or was she eating grapes somewhere? I can't recall.
I know the kids probably would have done better with Britney Spears star or some Disney people, but I didn't want Stanley, being the fictional character he is, to be jealous. (...and Britney's star is the other way on Hollywood Blvd.)
Leave it to me, Sarah Gilbert is the 'Roseanne' one, Melissa Gilbert was on the Prairie. "The Little House on the Prairie" to be exact. ARGH!
...and she was on 'Nip/Tuck.'

Here's the Flat-meister in front of the Warner Pacific building on Hollywood Blvd.

"I've fallen and I can't get up."
Flat Stanley has a star of his own.

Stan's celebrity friends don't include Eddie Murphy, so here's Stan on Hollywood and Vine. Isn't that divine? *wink*

...here's Flat Stanley just down the street from a new deal at Capitol Records.

Here's the construction (paper) mogul checking out the construction at the Hollywood and Vine Metro station entrance.

Metro ticket in hand, here's Stanley with the movie projectors at the Hollywood and Vine Metro station.

Here's some more of Flat Stanley in my office today.

Flat Stanley going to answer the phone in my office. (...at least someone does.)

Here the little man is gossiping around the water cooler.

...and this is a final photo I told my dad what's going to happen to Flat Stanely if I don't get forty bucks and some cookies.

Simon in my office said we should do a www.rentboy.com Flat Stanley project.
Of course, our Flat Stanley would have to be laminated. I am scared of what would happen to him. I am excited at the same time.
I would first sent it to Jesse Santana. *wink*

MISLABELED: Wrong Category

Does that say "SEXY young twink men?"
I am sorry, I think it should say, "Homeless, bony, dirty, scary looking twink men"

...far it from me to judge. I am sure he does it does it for someone out there.

www.rentboy.com Newsletter

Don't forget the www.rentboy.com monthly event at Hamburger Mary's in West Hollywood this Friday.

CLICK THE IMAGE TO THE RIGHT FOR MORE INFORMATION

...and then mark your calendars for the ESCORT AWARDS (www.rentboy.com/awards) on March 22, in West Hollywood at Rage with an invite only after-party at Bobby Trendy Design studios on the same night. (...which is a change from original plans.) I want to do it the same night following some input from many people.

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The RentBoy.com Newsletter went out today.
You can find the current one online at http://rentboy.com/newsletter.htm

Boy of the Moment - Aiden/Noah

I talked to my friend from Chicago today online.

I still keep in touch with him here and there. He's been one of the boys that I have a "crush" on since I started porn with Citiboyz way back when. You can find him on www.Citiboyz.com as Noah Christensen.

This photos on the right were taken in 2003 or 2004 (He's always been hot.) in Chicago at a dinner we had with a bunch of the the other boys. We were outside the restaurant and one of the other guys asked, "Can I kiss you?" to Noah and he said, "No, but you can watch Brandon kiss me."
He's always been a bitch, but that's part of his allure.
Steve Shay of Citiboyz had a bunch of the boys for dinner around Christmas time. It was one of my favorite times.

You can see photos from a different time that are of him and I that I already blogged as well HERE.

Boy of the Moment - BRandom Boys

Candy or Drugs?

Rusty and I went to Target in West Hollywood last night.

...being the impulsive buyer that I am, I got some mints while I was standing in line at the checkout because the packaging looked cool.
All I have to say now is, "Uh-oh."

When I got home, I opened it up and was like, "What the hell?" It seriously looked like the container was full of drugs.
I looked around and thought, "What's going on?" and then I remembered hearing about this in the news.
I did a quick search and found many of the same story (http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/22827806/) which reminded me, "...that's what they talking about. Wow, they were not joking."

Hershey stopped making them, but are selling the ones they made. Good deal for manufacturer Hershey if you ask me.
I hope I don't get pulled over with these. What am I supposed to say, "Officer, just try one, it's really not drugs." Good gracious.

How the hell did someone not catch this before during product testing or marketing. It's great to think the company has no drug users or at least someone who is aware of what they look like, I mean, for real, now I thi have some crackheads in the marketing department.

Los Angeles Marathon

It looks like they are getting ready for the LA Marathon right by my apartment.
It's right around the corner, no really, I am guess that is what these brand-new looking street barricades are for on the street corner by my house. I am near the Oscars too, but that's a little further down.
I am glad to see my tax money going work so hard here.
These new barricades look very nice and clean.

This year, the runners will be going a block or two away from "The Pimp Plaza."
The route can be found HERE. You won't find me on the route, but you will find me cheering the people that are doing it on.
I did send an e-mail to volunteer, but I didn't hear back from them yet.

I did it two years with Angel and seriously, it was one of the stupidest things I have done.
...that was a time I needed to understand what went into something before I said, "Sure." and considered personal motives.
If I only had one word to describe that experience, it would be, "OUCH."
You can read all about that marathon, my feelings and thoughts back then and the other marathon related posts I have HERE. You can even see photos in our www.rentboy.com shirts HERE.

Jayne Mansfield

Guess who I ran across last week?
No literally, I was walking home down Hollywood Blvd. and crossed right over the star for Jayne Mansfield, pictured here with Sophia Loren.
Of all places for me to look down, I don't usually look down unless I am at a bar and looking for some dropped money. *wink*

I don't why she keeps coming up in my crazy life, but it's so strange.
Life is full of coincidences, I mean in the while scheme of things, it's not that big of deal.
...and when one thinks something is a big deal, they can generally rationalize anything they want.

Love Stinks

Fabrice did send me some BEAUTIFUL roses that I saw on the doorstep Sunday when I got home from shopping with Lisa.

It didn't really dawn on me, I thought they were for Lisa. She asked, "Do you have any idea who those are from?" It never occured to me that Fabrice would send flowers. I said, "No." and went to my room.
She came in and said, "I don't know what F. M. did to me that was so bad, but.... these are from Fabrice. They are for you. You are here two days and you get flowers. ...and you are a boy."

I am glad roses can't throw because I am sure a drink would have landed on my shirt again.

Love does not really stink, but I thought that was an appropriate title for this entry.

Airplane Pool

I love this pool idea.

Barrett Long Fucks Taylor Blue - In My Bed! HOT!

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Weak Week: Not So Much

Okay, so here's the thing, I have a quick rundown with highlights of the last week/weekend like I mentioned.
Some are more lowlights, but that's life too.

NOTE:
I don't write entries without photos very much.
Early on, I found out that people paid much more attention the entries with images. Especially the text next to the images.
The fact that this is so out of character should be interpreted that there is a photo next to each sentence. *wink*

Wednesday

Fabrice and I had dinner at Mark's with Bobby Trendy and Jonathan Chang to discuss the Escort Awards.

• I met a HOT, hunky waiter who is from the same area of Ohio (Youngstown-Boardman) where the hotel company I worked for "stationed" me for a year and three months. When I knew his 330 area code, he was so much nicer. It turns out when I mentioned a straight nightclub called "The Mill" (I think it's gone now. (I heard that the mafia burned it down. Hot. No I mean, it was really hot when the flames engulfed it.) that used to be one one my bigger clients at the hotel, he was a new person. It's a small world.

We went to Here! Lounge to see Chi-Chi, Jason Sechrest and Blake Riley.

Here is where things get crazy.
I have very strong feelings that my relationship with Fabrice is just that. MY RELATIONSHIP. I value what my friends have to say, but at times, they influence me too much. It's a problem I have.)
I knew if I wanted to work out a problem that I had, I was going to have to step away. I mean, away from LA by myself. (...and anytime I do that, it draws attention.) I contemplated going to Atlanta or somewhere where I could hang out at a hotel and go out Saturday and make new friends in a city and then return to my situation here.

• ...at some point, Fabrice decides he has to throw a drink on me. Folks, this is like TV throwing a drink. He grabbed the glass and it went all over me. As soon as it happened, I was dumbfounded.

• I told myself, "Excuse yourself quickly and don't make a scene." ...not that easy. Fabrice stormed out and I have to admit as much as I get frustrated with Jason Sechrest, he didn't let me down that night. He quickly diverted my attention and made sure I didn't fester in anything. ...and you know what? He didn't bring it up again and instigate anything. He didn't say, "I can't believe he did that. How can you be with him? etc." I apprecaite that because it would have been worse if he did.
• Fabrice had driven that night, so I walked outside to go get a cab and I thought, I am going to walk for a little bit and a) let the drink on my shirt dry out and b) calmly thing about things before I overreact.
• Fabrice was in the parking lot across the street screaming my name. I went over and I let him drive me a few blocks away. ...about 5 blocks away at a red light, I jumped out of the car and started screaming and we proceeded to have the bigggst, loudest, but not most violent fight we have had in 11 months together. (..which by the way, today, the Wednesday I am talking about, is 11 months to the date.)
• I wouldn't let it go. I got more and more upset, I was slamming my hand on the car, and I just wanted to leave. I could not make my point any clearer in my head. I really lost control.
• "What point were you trying to make Brandon?" I don't know now.
• I do know that I am very superficial. I mean that. I care alot about what other people think. The fact that I have to make it look like I don't, means I do more. I HATE, it enrages me, when I am embarrassed in front of people that are my peers. It's one thing to make a fool of myself, I can do that and I can only blame me. ...but this, something like the drink, infuriates me. It does not make me perturbed, it does not make me mad, (...well you can argue it does based on this behavior, so maybe it does.) it does not make me upset - it INFURIATES me.
• It just further complicates things that I was legitimately trying to conduct business. You can mess with me personally, but not when I am trying to get something done for work.
• Okay, back to the story, (I feel like this such an Angel Benton post. It goes on and on, and full of feelings and trying to sort them out. It's all words and they all run together, and well.... www.AngelBenton.com) Fabrice was being rediculious and driving next to me so I thought, "I don't want him or I to get arrested, so just diffuse this situation and deal with this at home." We got home and had another flight that rivaled Ike and Tina. I threw his passport at him and just wanted him away. He finally left and I told him we'd speak later.

Thursday

• I went to my office and worked all day.
• I helped Rusty move into his new apartment. ...but just a little. I didn't carry much and I just wanted to see it.
• First it was Brad, then it was Tyler, then it was Andy, now, The Rusty era has ended.

Friday

• I worked all day again and had a very productive day.
• I got my flight to go to Las Vegas for the weekend.

Dinner at Hamburger Mary's

• We usually do a www.rentboy.com Hamburger Mary's night on the LAST Friday of each month. I stroleld in with my normal posse' and the manager Mike, was like, "I thought you come in NEXT Friday." I smiled.
• We were celebrating Rusty's new apartment, Angel's new job and a few other things. It was a celebratory dinner.
• We were able to sit in the VIP room in the back so it was very private and cool.
  
• Elias says, "Wow, I was going to say in the car how I thought that you and Fabrice had such a good relationship and you don't fight. I am glad I didn't speak too soon." I thought, there's my superficial thing again - that's exactly what I want people to think. (NOTE TO SELF: Well NEWS FLASH, they won't after reading this, so your plans were in vain. Literally.)

• Rusty drove me to the airport in a rush.
• I made it on time and just went on without checking any bags.

• When I landed in Las Vegas at midnight, it was SO crowded. ...that's not what I wanted to deal with.
  
• Lisa and I went to "Fresh & Easy" ...that place is FABULOUS! We got fresh raspberries, some God-awful juice called "Basic Greens" that I hope I never drink again. I felt like it tasted what a goat eats all day. Grass. YUCK.
  
• We came home and I she made fresh pepperoni sandwiches on buns for me. It was so good.
• ...and no one brought up my heinous Wednesday turmoil.
  

Saturday

Lisa and went shopping at the new Town Square mall in Las Vegas. It's like a friggin' city in itself. It's frankly quite amazing. They have AstroTurf where you can watch live concerts and people will soon start living there. It really is like a Disney-esque sufficient city. I love that.

• We went to the Cell Phone Depot. It's this crazy "All things cell phone" store they have in Las Vegas. It's kinda scary actually, they have every type of phone, case, cover, battery, software, etc. I bought a soft silicone case for my iPod Video Nano, a soft silicone case for my new iTouch, a hard "blinged" out case for my iPod Video Nano, a metal case for the iTouch and a hard case for Lisa. Total: $60.00 even, tax included.
  
• I used two gift cards I had for Abercrombie & Fitch. (Now that's therapy.) Lisa found two pairs of HOT jeans in the clearance section for me that were normally upwards of $89.00 and after trying them on and loving the $20.00 each pricetag in red, I had a total of $58.93 and ANF.
• We went to the Apple and I bought Lisa a iPod Video Nano in HOT PINK. She needs it and I should thank my friend who got me the iPod Touch for her Nano too. That store is fucking fantastic. The man helped me right there with a PDA and rang up my purchase and sent the receipt to me via email and print out that I picked up at the door. My shopping experience at Apple was very mesmerizing. Total: $241.00
  
• We went to H&M and both left with nothing. We like H&M the best, but didn't find anything. Total $0.00
  
• We ate at Applebee's where I also had a giftcard from my Mom and Dad who know that there is an Applebee's in their town, but not in Hollywood. We ordered so much food, I thought I was going to burst. It was good, good, good though. I cried at the meal. Then Lisa did too. It was something off a movie. Total: $48.93
  

Total for time with Lisa: PRICELESS!
She's wonderful. Lisa is very non-judgmental and no matter what I do, no matter how bad it is, life goes on. She does not make me feel bad and she only gives me her opinion if I ask for it and if she volunteers it otherwise, I know it's serious and she has something very important to say. She knows everything in my life and I would not trade her for anything. Not even a new Lexus. Nothing.

I went home and took a nap in my Las Vegas bed.

I woke up about 11:00pm and went to Krave to see if I can get some HustlaBall Las Vegas 2008 loose ends tied up.

• I met up with my friend Kyler Peter. He's looking HOT and I had such a good time with him. He drove to the club in his cute little Yaris. He said it get's 46 miles to the gallon. Wow.
  
• We met up with my friend Joey at Krave. I hooked up with Joey with I was with Tyler and lived solely in Las Vegas.
  
• When Kyler and I got to Krave, we went right to the front of the line. I saw exactly who I needed to see and I hope things work out like I need them to.
  
• We went in and the VIP host took us to a cabana in the back. We had one of the nicest and largest cabanas in the place.
  
• I saw DJ Morningstar. He's cool and plays great music. I like seeing him.
• I saw some of Kyle's friends Meena and Syren who he speaks highly of.
  
• Let's go with about 3:26am because that's when I signed the receipt for the $300.00 bottle of liquor we had. The three of us. I gotta stop that.
  
• I don't remember much past that. The rest is speculation.
• Joey, Kyler and I went to "The Bank" nightclub at "The Bellagio" to meet some of Joey's friends. I can't imagine what they thought. I can just hear it, "Ummmm, Joey, who's your staggering friend over there? Why is he drooling?" *wink* I don't think it was that bad, but I had a good time.
  
• I don't go home with anyone, I didn't have a wild night of crazy sex, just a mid-scale, expensive night of cavorting around like any washed up porn star would.
  
• I think I got home after 6:00pm because Lisa said she went to bed at 6:00am and I wasn't home.

Sunday

• I told Lisa we were going out for breakfast no matter what, so at 1:00pm, we both went to a cool little place called "Broken Eggs" or something. I don't remember.
  
• I do remember that it was REALLY bright and everyone was so loud in the place. It was not good.
  
• Lisa and I went to Sephora so I could by some LIP FUSION XL. How I just spent $58.31 on some plump lips is beyond me, fat chance right? I WANT BIG LIPS!
  
• We went to Linen's and things so I could by Yankee Candles. I bought Clean Cotton, Honeydew Melon and some other light blue fragrance I have to remind myself not to eat. Total: $48.72. Smell that.
  
• We went home and watched some TV and I did the million ad approvals that were on the site.
  

Monday

• We had to get up at about 5:00am and Lisa dropped me off at the airport.
  
• She said she wanted to text Fabrice and tell him she likes him and is impressed with his restraint. I said, "You have to be kidding." She said, "No, I would have thrown a drink on you earlier than 11 months." I got a mental note that said, "You can work this out, I like Fabrice and you do too, so do what you need to to work it out. Love. Lisa." I could be wrong.
  
• Rusty was going to pick me up, but I arrived 20 minutes early and I didn't want him to go through all that trouble, so I texted him to stay in bed and I took a taxi. The told the driver that I was just returning from a quick trip to India and that I plan parties for a straight porn star who is my boss." He gave me his phone number in case I wanted him to DJ. In the 40 so minutes that it took to get home, he told me all about the way taxi's work at LAX. I feel smarter because of that trip. I am more educated to the taxi culture. He said he was working his way back to Hawaii to own a scooter business. Good luck to him.
  

Tuesday

• I am done typing this entry.
  
• What am I doing about Fabrice? I don't know yet. He's had a busy week of Oscars and working with his friend who is in town.
  
• I might be incapable of giving him as much attention as he needs, but it's more so that I am unwilling. ...that's bad. ...and I have to decide how to make it good.
  

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COMMERCIAL BREAK: Stepping Up

Generally you don't show your competitor in a commercial for your product. You can argue that it weakens the recognition of your own product. I mean, if you might wonder if this commercial was for Coke at the beginning, however, watch the entire commercial and you can see why this is also a choice for my sarcasm award of the day. *sits back in chair*

COMMERCIAL BREAK: Max Headroom Coke Commercial

I am loving sarcasm today. I mean, I feel like I can apprecaite the wit of sarcasm on this day more than some others.

Max Headroom is a iconic and sarcastic piece of pop culture.
...and love playing on words, so here is some true "pop" culture when Max Headroom did a commercial for Coke. (Coca-Cola) (It was being called Coke at that time and not Coca-Cola.)
Get it? Pop = soda. (Oh dear.)

You get the most, errr.... Max Headroom and see more videos HERE.

Weekend Update: re-LAX

I know, I know, how insensitive of me to post a "Boy of the Moment" post and not a "Weekend Update" post.

I had to go to Las Vegas to get away this weekend.
...by myself.

I flew, round-trip for $147 on the good people at United, so now that I flew out of LAX and returned, I am RE-LAX. Get it? *woka, woka*

Folks, that does not happen very much. I ALWAYS have someone with me.

I don't do it very often, but I HAD to get away from the boys. Seriously, it's been MONTHS since I had to do that.
I think it worked and I am back down to earth now.
I appreciate the boys realized that I meant it and no one called me and made sure I was "Okay." etc. Maybe they didn't really care, but I doubt it. I don't want to be presumptuous, but I was glad I had time to myself and with my darling Lisa.

I heard Angel ask right before we left, "When are you guys leaving." I said, "This is not a "You guys." This is a ME."
I will update you when I am back at home and not pressured for some office results like I am now.

Rusty's safely in his new apartment in the sky, (It's his new SkyVilla.)
Fabrice and I are on the rocks, (...and I'm covered in them.)
Angel's busy with a new position, (...taking over the Naughty world.)
I don't talk to Andy as much anymore as I used to. (It's natural.)
Elias' phone is ringing off the hook. (I can't call him.)
I miss Kyle too much. (I keep trying to hit him too, but I keep missing.) *wink*
Jason was singing somewhere over the rainbow. (...and down the street.)
Jonathan was designing something in diamonds. (No really.) *wink*
Tom was photographing some rediculiously hot boy...
...the list goes on.

I did go and catch up with my new old friend Kyler Saturday night.
...and let me tell you, he's looking GREAT!
I got a couple of inquiries about him when I blogged him a few weeks ago, and now, he's got his own site and his own blog I encourage you to take a look at at www.TylerPeter.com. (You can see why I spent some time with him in Las Vegas. Wait until you hear the whole story.)