I'm a Cele-bitee!
It's Valentine's month and I am in print as an au-thor-i-tee! I was interviewed by an amazing writer for the Blade, Jackie Joice. I was interviewed on the topic of love spells and witchcraft and such. It is cool to see my name in print. Check out the article by clicking here.
Beach Bound
Last week I felt as if I had wasted 7 days of my life. I wasn't going to make the same mistake this week. So Saturday I took off to Venice Beach for lunch and a stroll along the boardwalk. It was great - I got some fresh air and some exercise and got to see a lot of freaks and some really hot boys in the beachwear. Good times. I loved the people watching down there, just sitting and letting the world of tourists and local legends pass by. I wish some friends had come with - it's always more fun to share.
The Random 25
This is something I did on Facebook, but wanted to share it with everyone. So here it is.
All Good Things (Must Come to an End)
This last story is just crazy. Saturday evening started out great. Gus came over, we went to the Bullet for their Mr. Leather contest, hung out with Don and some of his friends, saw hot men in leather jockstraps, and had a great time. But it was all about the disco. So around midnight we left the Bullet and went to Oil Can Harry's for their Saturday Night Disco. And that was even more fun. Dancing and drinking and meeting drag queens. We shut the place down. And, not ready to call it a night, we went to DuPar's on Ventura Blvd. That was where it all went wrong. Four of us were in a booth when about 10 or so drunk guys came in. They were being rude and loud and one of us mentioned the fact. They turned on us like mad. Surrounding us and screaming and cursing at us. Yet strangely, they were shown to their table. Next thing we knew, they had stormed in the kitchen. Then, someone had his hand in my eye. In my eye. Trying to gouge it out. Someone else hit my face, cutting my cheek and lips on my own teeth. Then, it ended. I was sat with a bleeding eye and bleeding lip. About half an hour later, the cops showed up. They had nobody detained, we had no names, nothing was going to happen. And that is how good things come to a fast end.
