Monday was the zoo. Tuesday was a bit like a zoo. It was a normal day, work, meetings, action protest, home... when I got invited to a birthday party of someone I don't know.

There's this acquaintance of Don's who likes hot naked boys (well, who doesn't, really?) and he was having a birthday party at MJ's and MJ's is reasonably close to my place, so Don asked if I wanted to go. Why not? Now, I had been at work all day, then had a union meeting in the afternoon, and then stood outside of Glendale High School handing out flyers saying that teachers are not the enemy of education while inside the school district was holding a press conference blaming teachers for the rising costs of education in a falling economy. But I digress...

So I went to MJ's and met James and happy birthday'd and all that jazz. It was Tuesday, their Rim Job night, where they have at least 15 hot gogo boys all over the place. And there we were, outside... on the patio... with no boys around. Eventually, Seamus came out to be the jacuzzi gogo boy serving shots Tijuana-style to big tippers. It was interesting, I liked the eye candy once we got inside, and my Tuesday night was complete.