Monday, June 20, 2005

What a week!

Two Sunday's ago, I saw Movin' Out.  It was okay.  If it wasn't for the fact that I actually touched John Selya, I would have fallen asleep during the second act (I was out late the night before).

What am I talking about?  First row, center baby; I love rush tickets and my college ID.  Sitting so close, I could see the sweat fly from the dancers' muscular bodies as they spun around.  I even made eye contact a few times with the super cute faux Billy Joel, Michael Cavanaugh.  Oh Michael...

Then a week goes by and all I can remember doing is working.  Sometimes, I wish work didn't interfere with my life.


Credit: Aaron

Friday I saw The Phantom of the Opera.  It was a great production with amazing vocals.  I sat rear mezzanine so I didn't get a chance to violate any cast member this time; though if I had it my way, I would have violated the strapping, young stud that sat five seats to my right.

Me + Saturday + Central Park + picnic x camera-snappin' Flickr folk = one crazy-ass time titled flickr nyc 2005 june picnic or Aaron's damn event [photos].  With the perfect weather, I'm glad I dragged Byrne to come along.  This is by far my favorite photo; when I see it, it flawlessly invokes the mood and emotions I had.

Yesterday (Sunday), I worked up the courage to go to Folsom Street East.  Of course I was scared; wouldn't you be if you were the little Asian in the midst of a few hundred huge, hairy, tattooed and pierced, boozed-up leather daddies in harnesses, chaps, and who-knows-what underneath?  Actually, I know what was probably underneath because they were selling them right there on the street.

After a while, it wasn't so scary.  They were out to have fun and I was having fun watching them have fun.  Most of them were nice.  I don't know where I got the impression they were rude, mean, yelling, spitting, spanking crazies.  Probably from porn.

I also saw some bloggers; but was too shy to approach them.  Then I got to wondering (about leather, not bloggers): what it would feel like to wear a leather harness.  And some chaps.  With or without something underneath.  Hehe.

Just kidding!  (Or am I?)

5 comments:

Hot Toddy said...

So happy that you are enjoying your life. It makes me smile. I loved the picture of you and Aaron.

Wayne said...

J, you're suppose to go in full bondage gear!! tsk tsk tsk. Next time, you wanna go again, you can borrow my 'wardrobe.' *grin*

Steve said...

I would've come along to protect you, but they probably would've scared me, too. I'm not sure where I found your blog, but I bookmarked it... so, there ya go.

Jon said...

Oy vey, I saw Moning Out at Thanksgiving tine and it sucked, but I'm more about serious theater, or a well put together comedy anyway.

The leather scene is weird, isn't it? On the surface it's really seedy, but it has poeple from all walks of life- waiters to executives. I'm not in any way into, but if they get off on it, whatever floats their boat

Jon said...

lol. that should be Moving Out. if i only remembered an 'A', it would have been moaning out- should get my mind out of the gutter