New York is busy and so am I. Surprise.
(If you think about that, I am not THAT busy huh 'cause I am writing in my blog. If I was truly busy, I wouldn't be spending the time blogging now would I?)I don't really like New York. It's not my thing. I much prefer Los Angeles.
No joke, part of the reason is that I don't like to get lost in the crowd. Here in New York, I am little fish. In Los Angeles, I have a fairly established place in the pond and the sexier side of the adult industry and monkey business that goes on.
I can admit my pompousness. (...and my ill comfort in it.) In LA, I can generally make a call and get most things done if I can't myself. Here it's not that easy yet.
(I need to be more like my boss Jeff who can do that anywhere in the world and make it seem effortless.) 
I am sure part of the reason is being in New York signifies a pivotal point in my position in the company most of the time. When I am in 'The Big Apple' this fruit is generally here because both of my bosses are as well and we need to make a decision.
As much as I adore my boss Tom, being in New York is his game. It's a hard balance to respect that and give him what I know he wants and deserves, but assert my own worth. It can be done, it's just harder than I thought.
Still another part of the reason is I am not familiar with New York. It's natural to be uncomfortable with things you are not familiar with.
I am glad I am not at a hotel this time. It's just me, no Rusty, no Angel, no Andy, sometimes I wonder where I really am. *wink* Not having my assistance, I mean assistants. I mean,
(...well you know what I mean. *wink* ) spells a little bit less time in decision making when I know it's only going to be me dealing with the immediate result.
The office has a very comfortable living space attached that I am thankful to no end that I don't have to travel to and from. All I have to do now to get to work in the morning is put my socks on. Plus it's on 5th Avenue. That's hot.
The times zones are a little off too. At home in Los Angeles I would be 3 hours earlier.
When I get up and start work here about 9:00am, it's only 6:00am there. Rusty is probably just making it home. *wink* The alcohol from the night before is probably just working it's way out of Andy's little body. Angel is pre-bloggi
ng his next
prolific experience in his dreamlike state. ...and I am in the office ready to get moving on calling everyone who is never going to answer the phone that early.
When I have worked all day
(Yesterday, I wandered over to my office here about 9:00am and left about 9:05pm to go meet some friends for dinner.) and it's 10:00pm and the office space is all mine again - it's only 7:00pm at home and I would be thinking about where we were going to go out in LA or what VIP area we are going to rock that week. *wink*
Some would say that my own time zones are off. Brandon Baker time is a whole 'nother ball game folks, but I don't know how bi-coastal people that do this all time handle it.
...that's my New York minute.
The rentboy.com pool party in Pittsburgh this past weekend was SUPER! The boys were amazing and were one of the best groups I have ever traveled with. The hosts in Pittsburgh are unrivaled in how great they are to us.
