Devastation

I'm completely blown away at the total devastation that Katrina has caused in the South. It's slowly starting to sink in that New Orleans is going to be uninhabitable for weeks or possibly months. The Governor of Louisiana has ordered a total evacuation of the city. Think about that. A city of almost 500,000 people, totally empty. People have lost everything, houses, cars, family heirlooms, family members. My heart truly goes out to all those caught up in the devastation.

Red Cross

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Fill-In-The-Blanks: Sort Of

Went to JR's last night and got decently wasted. Surprisingly though, I remember everything. Still, lets play fill-in-the-blanks:

I remember hoarding two Dave drinks before 8 o'clock
I remember several people reporting Chuck sightings, but being unable to find him myself
I remember going home by myself

I also remember, seeing, meeting, then talking to (for a long time) a cute boy whose name I actually remember. Sadly I didn't get his number. But he's been there on Sunday the past two weeks so he'll probably be there next week.

Who's Next?

IM Conversation of the day

Friend: I got cum in my eye and it hurts
Me: Wow that sucks
Friend: Yes
Me: Who's was it?
Friend: My own
Me: Well did you learn your lesson? Close your eyes next time.
Friend: I know!

For those of you that don't know, getting cum in your eye is not a pleasent experience. It burns. Badly. And it takes ages to get better. So next time. Do yourself a favor and close your eyes.

One more for good measure

Jeff Wilson from Survivor: Palau. My message to Jeff: You can put it anywhere. Anywhere.

Last night

So I didn't go out last night. Now I know what you are all thinking, "Who is this goodie-two-shoes imposter, and what have you done with the boozie Chris we know and love?!?" Have no fear kiddies. I just wasn't feeling it last night. My new cast was hurting me so I went home, took two percacet, and was out by 930. Quick side note: Percacet is fun when you're awake. But it can give you some fucked up dreams when you're asleep. Just keep that in mind.

Anyway, I'm definitely ready to hit the streets tonight. My partner in crime, aka Chuck, isn't working so 17th st better watch out.. Nick is going to a baseball game tonight (see bonus game below), but has assured me that he will be out to cause shenanigens later. And if Bernie comes out too, it'll be like a Mean Girl reunion. Can't wait!!

I think it's time you turn on the music
Feel that sound watchin' over me
And every time you turn on the music
Can't control what comes over me

Well I've been waiting, long enough
So DJ please won't you turn it up
Wanna feel that bass yeah and I get a rush
And when it comes yeah I can't get enough

So turn on the music

[EDITED TO ADD: The song is called "Turn on the Music feat GTO by Roger Sanchez. There are several good mixes and they can be found at Beatport. Just search for Roger Sanchez.]

PS: Bonus game.
"Nick hasn't gotten the memo that Gay is to Sports as Oil is to [fill-in-blank]:"

A) Vinegar
B) Jerry Curls
C) Saudi Arabia
D) Water

Answer: D. Water. That's right, "Nick hasn't gotten the memo that Gay is to Sports as Oil is to Water." Clearly they don't mix.

An early birthday present

I just got back from the doctor for a follow up on my hand. First of all, casty has gotten much smaller. It's now about the same size as the first cast, maybe even a bit smaller. But what's even better is that the cast and pin come out on September 6th. The day after my birthday. Aside from a little physical therapy, that'll be it. No more casts, splints, pins, etc...When you think about it, 4 weeks total for a broken bone really isn't that bad.

I know it's early in the morning...

...but, I found this on myspace and just had to share.

Roses are red, violets are corny … when I think of you, ohh baby I get horny … Eat me, Beat me, Bite me, Blow me, Suck me, Fuck me, Very Slowly … if you kiss me, don't be sassy, Use your tongue and make it nasty

There is something in the air, this weekend could be a lot of fun...

How many members of the Bush Administration does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

Ten.

-1. One to deny that a light bulb needs to be changed;

-2. One to attack the patriotism of anyone who says the light bulb needs to be changed;

-3. One to blame Clinton for burning out the light bulb;

-4. One to tell the nations of the world that they are either for changing the light bulb or for eternal darkness;

-5. One to give a billion dollar no-bid contract to Halliburton for the new light bulb;

-6. One to arrange a photograph of Bush, dressed as a janitor, standing on a step ladder under the banner 'Bulb Accomplished';

-7. One administration insider to resign and in detail reveal how Bush was literally 'in the dark' the whole time;

-8. One to viciously smear No. 7;

-9. One surrogate to campaign on TV and at rallies on how George Bush has had a strong light-bulb-changing policy all along;

-10. And finally, one to confuse Americans about the difference between screwing a light bulb and screwing the country.

Via Dan Froomkin at Washingtonpost.com. More here as well...

Meh...

I really don't have anything fun to blog about today. No monday morning fill-in-the-blanks. I did go to JR's last night, but I didn't get obscenly drunk. Just a little bit. And I remember everything. Went out on Friday night. Closed Omega. I know, shameful. But Chuck made me go. Then when we left he went to go hook up with someone he really shouldn't have. I was going to try and stop him, but was much more focused on stumbling to McDonalds.

Saturday night was a blur. It involved JR's, Cobalt with a blown speaker (and hence my future bf wasn't spinning), JR's again, SoCo and lime shots, and a 330am steak at Annies.

Overall the weekend was fun if not booze filled. I think I need to give my liver a rest. Until thursday. Them I'm sure I'll be at it again.

PS. Ran into Sean on Friday, who I discovered bartends at Halo. Super nice guy! Check out his blog if you get a chance.

Here' a better pic of him.

The First Domino

Has the first domino fallen? One of the singers from boyband Westlife, Mark Feehily, just came out. We all know most of them (boyband members) are gay. Five guys. On a tour bus. Alone. Hmmm. Obviously they're bound to play around a bit. Well anyway it's about time! maybe more now will get up the courage and come out as well. (He's the second from the left)

Update

Well I'm not going to quit my job. Basically because it'd be hard to find a new one with only one hand, and I really need the health insurance. But believe me. I was REALLY close.

This close

So I came within seconds of quitting my job today. I still might. But I need to wait the mandatory 24 hour cooling off period before I decide.

Update: I Heart Tom Stephan

On Friday I wrote about a new remix from Tom Stephan that just came out and is HOT. Well, that night we went to Cobalt and what does the DJ play? You guessed it. The new remix. Chuck and I of course burned several holes in the floor and, naturally, "Casty" got some good air-time too. The DJ also played another new, and hot song, Turn On The Music feat. GTS - Roger Sanchez (12-Inch Mix). Be on the lookout for the DJ, Luke Easley. First of all: He spins vinyl, which is much better (and lets him play songs like these, rather than remixes from 2002). Secondly: His whole set (that I heard) was really pretty good. Thirdly: He's hot...and he'll be back at Cobalt this Saturday

The artist formerly known as P. Diddy

Well it seems that P. Diddy has now followed in the footsteps of another famous artist, Prince. That's right, P. Diddy is changing his name again, to just plain old "Diddy." In his own words, via Yahoo!.

"I felt like the 'P' was getting between me and my fans and now we're closer," Diddy said. "During concerts, half the crowd is saying 'P. Diddy'--half the crowd is chanting 'Diddy'--now everybody can just chant 'Diddy.' I even started to get confused myself--and when I'd called someone on the telephone it took me a long time to explain who I was. Too long," Diddy told the New York Post. "One word. Five letters. Period,"

I too, felt that the 'P' was getting in way of me and Diddy.

Office mate kate

My office mate Kate has started a new blog. She only has one post so far, but it's funny. Check it out... And she's promised me that since I'm going to link to her, she will update on a regular basis. Unlike some other people I know...

Jobless no more

One of my besties, Nick, has finally gotten a job. It has only taken him 6 months, and though it seems like a long time, it could've been worse. It's always so hard to see a good friend go through a rough time. And there were some definite rough times. But it's nice to see that things are starting to look up for him. Not only that, but his new job seems like something he'll really enjoy. Anyway, he just seems so excited about it, and I guess I'm just really happy for him.

:-(

Well I've come back from the doctor. I'm scheduled for surgery on Monday so they can pin my finger back together. Hopefully after that it won't take too much longer to heal.

I Heart Tom Stephan

Tom Stephan makes me tingle. I just downloaded a new remix he did and HOT doesn't even begin to describe it. It's right up there with DirtyFilthy. There is something about his music that is really unique, it makes me want to have a dance party right here in my office. And don't even get me started on hearing him spin live...

Waiting In The Darkness feat. Leslie Carter (Superchumbo Remix) - Eric Morillo, Harry "Choo Choo" Romero -Subliminal Records. Found on BeatPort

Jetrosexual Revisited

In response to my Jetrosexual post and my comment about "I don't do third world" Kiat wrote this.

And shout-out to ChrisFT (since it's way gauche to put this comment on his blog) who thinks he's way too good for the Third World. Bitch, *I* happen to be from a Third World country (with a cute accent to boot, lol), you T-fare flying snob. And you might even learn to order beer in Cantonese and Mandarin from this Third World bitch. And this Third World skank even has SWUs that might help your Rosa Parks predicament.

Uh-huh, yea.. Mr. I-don't-do-third-world's nose is so high, when it rains he drowns.

Muah!! Love ya, Casty :-D JR's+GL tomorrow!

--Wait. I think our ideas of third world are different. And last I checked you were Malaysian, not Angolan. I wouldn't qualify Malaysia as Third World. Third World is places like the Democratic Republic of Congo, formerly Zaire, formerly Republic of Congo, places the Peace Corp would send you. Have you been to The Ghana recently? Think, Coups, Juntas, and Presidents For Life (Turkmenistan).

MUAH!! Kisses Girl! Casty, like Ms. Parks, does't like to ride in the back of the bus. See you tomorrow :-)

Denim Inflation

Let's reminisce for a second. Remember when a pair of Diesel Jeans only cost $120. Most of us might own one pair at most, and the rest would be lesser brands. Now however, Diesel's are approaching $200 and we don't even bat an eye at spending over $100 for a pair of jeans. Relief may be in sight. According to Slate, the highpriced denim market has supposedly reached saturation. True Religion's stock has already declined 15 percent in the last few months and some analysts are predicting that some of the new entrants into the market, with $500 pairs of jeans won't survive. We'll just have to see.

A new low

I didn't reall think it was possible, but Fred Phelps has stooped to a new low. It abolutely astounds me how cold and heartless some people can be.

Chicago Tribune (free registration required)

Are you a Jetrosexual?

Found this via Kiat.net, from Virgin Atlantic. Are you a Jetrosexual? Let' see how I do...

#11. This one's a given, how else would I be able to flee the country at a moment's notice?
#10. This would have to be Stockholm Arlanda. It's like stepping off the plane into a giant Ikea. It even had hardwood floors! On the other hand, Charles de Gaulle is my most hated.
#9. I never talk to my seatmate. Unless they are hot. Preferably with a cute accent.
#8. Any one who has traveled with stress-me-out-sue (me) will know that I never hold up a security line.
#7. Hmmm, 6 languages? I think I can only do 4. English, German, Spanish, French. Failed this one
#6. Well I haven't yet joined the mile high club...so yes, always under five minutes
#5. Unlike most gay men I can actually pack a week into a single carry-on. I haven't checked a bag in years (granted, I don't usually take long vacations)
#4. Wouldn't be caught dead with one of those things
#3. I don't do third world. Therefore I've failed this one
#2. 50-50, I guess that doesn't qualify as rare. I'm just too much of a whore for T fares...
#1. I'm a firm believer that you learn so much by traveling to different places and experiencing different cultures, and that every time you come back, you bring something new with you.

So, 8 out of 11 isn't so bad. I suppose I'll have to learn how to order drinks in two more languages and sleep with a gate agent or two who can upgrade me. I still won't do third world though...

So much for subtle innuendo

This has to be the most trashy add I've seen for an online personals site. Although, if it was a picture of an ass I'm sure Chuck would be all up in it.

Song of the Day

Rosko - Love is a Drug (XL Vocal Mix)

It is WAY HOT, and you can find it at BeatPort

Touch of class

This past weekend was, as usual, filled with booze and bars. This morning however, as I was walking down the stairs, I managed to slip and fall down the last few. So of course I got up, called in sick and went back to bed. When I woke back up I noticed that my finger was at a seriously odd angle. Off to the emergency room I went. Where, 4 hours later, I found out that I broke my pinkie. Now of course I'm stuck in a cast, and my friends have so generously nicnamed me Casty.

John Roberts

From the moment President Bush nominated John Roberts for a position on the Supreme Court, for some reason, I have been unable to get worked up over it. I mean, he's probably a right wing nut job, but everything I've read about him serves to nullify some of my concerns. For the most part, he seems like a reasonable individual. He might be conservative, but it seems to me like he might actually decided each case on their merits, rather than on his ideology (ala Scalia or Thomas). I stumbled across this article which only serves to reinforce my original belief. Apparently Roberts did some minor Pro Bono work on the Romers vs. Evans case. A decision which struck down a Colorado constitutional amendment which sought to descriminate against gay people. Read the article, it's kinda interesting...

New York Times

Mardi Gras

I just found out from Kiat (who's way TOO much fun BTW), that United has extended the time period to redeem the Around the World Certificates. I won't bore you with the details. But the upshot is that, originally, I had to use it by December 31, now I have until december 31 of next year! I'm definitely gonna try and go to Sydney for Mardi Gras (basically it's Sydney Pride, and is supposed to be outta). So if anybody wants to come with me (and please do, I don't want to go by myself), March 4th is the the parade so I'm probably gonna go for like 7 days surrounding that date. Come with me people!

Clealy I've been productive at work today :-)

Fill-In-The-Blanks

I know it's been a while since we've played, but let's see if we can remember how it goes. I'll go first.

I remember showing up at JR's at 730 (rather late I might add)
I remember Dave serving me a glass of poison
I remember going back to Chuck's for a quick costume change
I remember going to the Green Lantern for "Shirtless men drink free"

That's about all I remember.

PS. Being wasted last night was fun. Being wasted right now is not so fun.

Dirty Doves

Our receptionist bought a big bag of individually wrapped Dove chocolate bars. Both my office mate Kate and I have been eating them like they are going out of style. On each wrapper is a short inspirational phrase. Kate has been getting phrases like:

• Naughty can be nice
• Smile alot, someone will wonder what you are up to
• Be mischievous, it feels good
• You know, you look good in red.

Who knew the Dove chocolate bars could be so dirty. Of course though when I open them I get things like:

• Find your passion
• If they can do it, you know you can
• Count the stars

WTF?? Why does she get all the dirty talk and all I get is a bunch of inspirational bull shit. If I wanted a fortune cookie I would have had lunch at the Peking Palace.

Why I love California

Three groups in California are trying to get initiatives on the ballot in California that would ban same-sex marriage and or repeal domestic partnership laws. Sponsors of one such initiative called it the "Voters Right to Protect Marriage Initiative." However, the Attorney Generals office, who ultimately decides on the names that go on the petitions, renamed it "Marriage: Elimination of Domestic Partnership Rights." Much more ominous sounding!! Furthermore, the summary issued by the office states that marriage would be between a man and a woman (right, we know how it goes). But then, the sentence that follows lists in full detail all of the rights and obligations (hospital visitation, etc...) that would be taken away if this initiative were passed. I hope you guys truly realize how important this is. Far too many voters cast their ballot or on the petition, people will be FAR less likely to vote for it.

SF Chronicle
Associated Press (via The Guardian UK)

Miracles

I went to the gym yesterday with Nick, and as I got on the elipitcal machine I looked up at the TV to see, spread across multiple channels, live images of an Air France jet that had skidded of the runway during a severe thunderstorm in Toronto, and burst into flames. TV reports were quoting wittnesses who said the plane was on fire almost instantly. I remember thinking, maybe a couple of people survived that. At most 50 out of the 200 they were saying were on board. But I woke up this morning to find out that all 309 passangers survived. All I have to say is "wow!!" Serious kudos to the flight attendants on board, who are trained to get everybody off in 90 seconds, not to mention the lucky stars that must have aligned last night. I bring this up because last night as I was watching the TV at the gym my stomach tensed up a bit. While I don't fly Air France, I do fly pretty frequently. Not to mention the fact that only three weeks ago it was my plane from Frankfurt that was landing in Toronto. Although for me it was just after a storm, not during it. This whole incident just serves to remind us that even in this day and age, with ultra-reliable aircraft, sometimes things still can go wrong. At least this time though it all turned out ok.

Not so much a rollercoaster...

Note: Too make it much easier to write this. We'll call my ex, "Will" and his new boyfriend "Lester"

On friday, before I left for New York. My office mate Kate and I had a conversation:

Kate: Why are you getting your hair cut? Your hair looks fine.
Me: I know, but I'm meeting up with "Will"...
Kate: hmmm. true. Are you meeting his new boyfriend? Cause if you are, you better wear something cute for when you size each other up. It is a battle after all.
Me: Yep. Got it covered.

Later that night:

Me (via text message to Kate): So. I've met the bf.
Kate: And...
Me: I won.
Kate: Victory!!

In all seriousness though. "Lester" seemed like a nice kid. But that's just it, a kid. Even though he's 25 (older than me), he struck me as someone who really hasn't made that transition to the real world yet. I mean it's great if your an aspiring singer/dancer/artist/whatever, but at least finish school first so you have something else to fall back on if that singer/dancer/artist/whatever thing doesn't pan out. Oh, and let's recall my post from thursday. About how "Lester" doesn't want me staying there etc...well he needn't worry. Why? Becuase he was with us the ENTIRE TIME. From the moment I stepped off the train at Penn Station to the next morning when I got on the subway, there he was (ok I slept on an aero mattress, he wasn't there for that). Look. I understand your jealousy, but regardless of the fact that "Will" and I used to date, he's still a friend who I haven't seen in about 6 months. It'd be nice if we could catch up just a bit.

"Will" and I did finally meet up for coffee on saturday. It was a really nice time. Didn't really resolve anything, but that's ok. It wasn't quite the emotional rollercoaster ride I was expecting. In the end, my fantasy that maybe one day we'll still get back together wasn't crushed like I thought it'd been. Probably won't happen anytime soon. And who knows, maybe I'll meet someone and that fantasy will get swept under the carpet. I guess we'll just have to see...

In Other New York News:
I hung out with my awesome friend Suman on Saturday. It had been ages since I'd seen him, and it was really nice to wander around the city and catch up. We went to a cute little cafe in the village and split a bottle of wine. Some wierd man sent the waitress over and offered to buy us a drink. Suman politely declined. I, of course, was like "free booze? Sure!" Now, you might be thinking, uh oh. What did you get yourself into. But We actually didn't ever talk to said man, so it turned out fine. It'd be nice though if Suman would actually call me the next time he was in DC (which I always seem to find about about after the fact. Hint. Hint). I'd really like to hang out with him more, not so easy when he lives in NYC.

IM Conversation of the day

Totally random IM conversation:

Guy: Did I see you on the metro the other day?
Me: It's possible, where did you see me?
Guy: Dupont. I thought it might have been you, but I didn't want to yell across the train.
Me: Probably. You should have come up and said something
Guy: Like what? "Hey, you I had sex with"
Me: Ya, I'm sure the metro train would have loved that
Guy: Well it was Dupont. Half the train would probably have turned around.

Just for some context. It's probably been over a year since I've talked to this guy, and I met him in another state over 2 years ago (not MD or VA).

Will they never learn?

A few months ago, while my friends and I were destroying dance floor at Nation, we heard a song. Sk8 - Just Another Night at Nation. We hoped it would be the first and last time we would hear it. Of course, come pride evening, Chris Cox spun it again. The second time was just as bad as the first. It turns out we might have more opportunities to hear it because...drum roll please...it's now being released on Tommy Boy, a pretty decent dance label (they put out DJ Abel's Alegria CD, and Tony Moran's Tour De Beats). If I have to hear this song one more time I'm fairly certain I will vomit on the speaker.

Quiz

One more reason why computers know everything...

Take the quiz: "What Alcoholic drink are you"

vodka
You like to party...but you dont know what your limit of drinking is.

Issues: Update

I will have a weekend update for you all shortly. In the mean time... Not too long ago I wrote about two teens who were executed in Iran for being gay. Apparently though the story is a bit more complicated than that. According to the International Gay and Lesbian Human Rights Commission the two teens were executed for sexually assaulting a thirteen year old boy. However, there are often assertions that Iran trumps up the charges to justify the punishment. ultimately there isn't really any independent varification to say what the true story is. Whatever the story, was a public hanging really necessary? Not to mention they were both under 18 when they committed the crimes.