"So who suggested we take Jase to Hooter's for lunch on his 35th?"

"Joey did."

"Joey?!?"

"Yeah, Joey. It's not his birthday after all, it's Jase's."

"Oh great. Now on Joey's birthday we'll have to take him to someplace called.... Nuts, or Bananas."

"Actually I think he calls it Big Daddy's"

"Oy."

Well I knew the homosexually-challenged guys at work would love it. Jase can't even look at a woman without drooling so I knew it would be perfect for him. Luckily I do have that portion of the gay gene that lets us plan perfect parties. And after all it's not like we went to a strip club or anything. We went to Hooter's. Even my mother will go to Hooters. We both like the wings. Although everyone else seems to like the breasts. (Thanks, I'll be here all week, don't forget to tip your server)

It was a fun lunch. Observing the guys in that environment was interesting to say the least. I can't even believe that Bill looked at me and said "Have you ever been in a place before that was this packed - and it's all men?". Ummmm. Let me think.

Please don't call me

The phone was ringing and I was busy. Okay I don't answer the home phone, because anyone of any importance calls my cell phone. Curiosity did kick in, so I looked at the Caller ID on the handset and noticed that I was getting a call from "Unavailable".

All I could think was, Shit. It's bad enough everyone I want is "Unavailable" but now they're calling me directly just to announce their unavailability.

Oh, I'm sure you know the type. You pass them in a public place. Your eyes meet theirs for a brief moment. You're thinking to yourself, "I really need to stop for gas on the way home". He, however, looks back with that look that says "You can't have me! No no, Mr. Desperate! No Me for you!! I am Unavailable to the likes of You!!!" And you are thinking, "What the hell was that all about?"

Yes, I am available! And I am the one who wants none of the likes of you Mr. Haughty Unavailable!! So stop calling me, dammit!!!

Sometimes small disappointments can be a leveling of the cosmic forces. I'm still in that good mood for the most part, especially since a test that was to be on Wednesday was postponed allowing for actual study time. I was turned down for a role this week but you can't fight - ummm - nepotism? Is that the right word? You see, the director cast the boyfriend instead of (this is not my quote) "an actor that can actually act and sing instead of screw".

I have to mention that not only do I sing and act, I can also screw with the best of them - I am very handy at set buildings (cue rim shot).

So all of that means I basically have time to get stuff done. The house could use a good cleaning, or a house boy. I prefer my men butch, but as long as they clean.

Massage boy left a message asking if I would be around Saturday night. Of course I am not. The cosmic forces are working overtime to keep all things even you know - another small disappointment.

Did you ever realize that you were in a really good mood and not really know why? I know where it started it though. At least, that's what I think. I've mentioned that I do theatre. Truth be told I was once a professional actor - in a long ago incarnation of myself. Okay not quite true, I still do some pro stuff, mostly video work. The point of this is, that I had a weekend of being onstage in a great role alongside a good cast. It was a weekend where I had the applause, the laughter, the tears, and the joy of an audience swelling over me. There was even a standing ovation one night, that ripped out my heart.

Unless you've done this, I cannot begin to explain the feeling other than to say that it is a quite addictive euphoria. It is rejuvenative, I must say. And of course, there was a boy, who had caught my eye some time back, who felt the need to massage my back as I was relaxing post-show.

Then today, back to work. No boss today, but lots of work that had to be accomplished, so truly back to the grind. And then an email from someone - well, someone who has a way of touching my heart. That someone could do that often :)

The glow continues....

"I'm just a boy who can't say no...."

Life can be extremely complicated. Every time you think you might be able to figure it out...BLAM...another curve ball. I have been so busy lately that I don't even know what my house looks like anymore. I parked in the wrong parking space last night, and walked up to the wrong door. Key didn't work. Nope, not drinking, just brain shutdown.

If you want something done, ask a busy person. Except Mr. Busy Person is too busy to fit it in. In the grand scheme of life, I had it all figured out. Down to the minute. That's too close folks. I wish I could call a lesbian to fix my backup. Sigh. Life slows down in another week, I swear. No really. Well maybe, where's my calendar?