Friday, March 31st 2006
Posted by Johnny
Rob and I had some awesome Mexican chow for dinner before retiring early for our flight this morning. Problem was I didn’t sleep well. It wasn’t due to excitement or food poisoning mind you, it was due to snoring, Rob’s. The loudest snoring I have ever heard. I was sleeping in the guest room which was on the other end of the adjacent room. Through a wall and across a room this sound carried. I was truly amazed and completely annoyed. Then all of a sudden, silence. He just stopped. I though for a moment that he might have rolled over onto the pillow face down and asphixited himself. I contemplated going in to check up on him, but decided against it. Obviously it wasn’t a problem.
We flew SouthWest and upon arriving at the gate, I was faced with a situation. Open seating. WHAT? Are you kidding me with this? No, they weren’t. It was absolutely ridiculous. I still have no idea what purpose that served and who was benefiting from the cattle call.
The weather sucked in LA and it appears to have followed us to Phoenix. Cloudy with a threat of rain. I am glad that Luca and Rob are staying here at the hotel with me. This would be a little depressing had I been here all on my own. There is a Deaf Convention here as well. It has been a while since I have signed and am looking forward to the oppurtunity to talk to some of the guys.
When I sat down in the lobby waiting for Rob to check us all in, I saw myself on the cover of ECHO, the local gay community magazine. I’m still not used to finding myself randomly publicized. Why doesn’t anybody tell me these things? Apparently they have never featured a porn star on the cover before. I must say it was quite an honor and rather exciting to see it in the hotel lobby casually displayed next to Harper’s and Good Housekeeping. It may be a good weekend after all…
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Thursday, March 30th 2006
Posted by Johnny
This morning I woke up excited as hell. I was about to embark on an exciting weekend. I will be stopping in LA for the evening before getting a flight to Phoenix for the Pride Celebration. When I return I will be going on my longest solo road trip to date. On Monday morning I am leaving at the crack of dawn to drive to San Fransisco. One of my best buddies lives there and seeing him is always very centering. He’s remained the same through everything and that is very special to me.
It just so happens, that François is staying there until he returns to Paris. It will be nice to see them both for (obviously) different reasons. I must say I am most excited for the drive. Me, Milo and I5. Good tunes, sunshine (hopefully) and some good catch-up conversations with people back home. Quality time spent with one of my favorite persons. Me. I love being by myself. Granted, sometimes I like to have the energy of somebody else around, but for the most part I enjoy being with me.
Before I left for LA this morning I stopped and got an iced coffee for the journey. I also asked for an extra plastic cup. The only good thing about traffic jams on the 10 is they afford you a chance to pee. I have mastered the skill of peeing while crawling along in traffic. The only thing that took a while was learning to accelerate while trying to contract my bladder to stop the flow because the plastic cup was filled. The idea of stopping the stream coupled with a desire to go faster proved to be a huge mind fuck and resulted in a few damp shorts in the beginning, but now, flawless. I had to go twice on the way down. The second time was at about 70 mph and almost ended in much more than a moist spot. Don’t worry – it wasn’t like car crash bad, just spilling about 24 oz of neon urine all over the driver side bad.
I have 2.5 hrs to kill before I meet my PR guy Rob to have dinner with him. I’m staying at his place tonight so we can catch an early flight together tomorrow. Boy Wonder will be here in 30 mins to help me pass the time. I keep thinking about my kitchen. Probably the most rewarding part of a job like this is being able to come back to it after spending some time away and really see my accomplishment in all of its glory! I look forward to seeing it when it’s really done!
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Wednesday, March 29th 2006
Posted by Johnny
There were not enough hours in the day today for what I had set out to accomplish. That space in between the ceiling and wall that I enjoy doing was keeping me up last night. I was able to see my distraction and impatience in the streaks on the wall before I went to bed. Most of my REM sleep was spent trying to figure out what size brush would best suit the job. I decided on the 1/2″.
The majority of today was spent running around completing errands, one of which was finding a pair of flip flops, that was paramount, everything else would fall into place. I wanted to get home to the kitchen, plagued by streaks and imperfection, it needed some serious attention. You know, this is how the Sistine was done, a little Italian man on a ladder painting very detailed lines in a ceiling. After some undivided attention I was able to complete the kitchen by early evening.
I just finished a 2 hour and 10 min flick called “In Her Shoes”, cute, but waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too long for me to deal with at one sitting. It took me three days to finish. And I’ve only been home for three days. Tomorrow I’m driving to LA to begin what promises to be a very social Saturday in Phoenix for their Gay Pride. They have to have the Pride celebration before it gets so hot that birds start dropping out of the sky and busses sink into the asphalt. Saturday will begin with me and Luca DiCorso paraded around in a convertible for the parade. Sashes? Tiaras? Evening-length gloves, perhaps? Next is an autograph session followed by a couple of side steps on a box in short shorts (you can’t show crack in Phoenix) at a party that night. A long day for sure. Usually I only have to be “on” for an hour or two but this gig has my Johnny switch activated a little longer than normal. It will definitely be a Calgon night.
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Posted by Boy Wonder
It was quite a weekend. Party this, dinner that, dance the other thing. Not something to do all the time, but it’s great to R&R yourself to death every now and again. Had a lovely time with Johnny and François at the Faultline on Saturday night. It was so cute to see François’ reaction when he first saw that Johnny had come to see him. He has a gorgeous smile and when those teeth erupt from his severe face it makes you want to run naked through a field of sunflowers. Johnny and I were in full groupie mode because for once he wasn’t the one in the spotlight. We each got a signed photo and shamelessly fawned like schoolgirls at a Shawn Cassidy concert. OK, we weren’t THAT bad. At the end of the evening I insisted on sitting between them in the cab home. For one thing, I knew it was my only shot at a sandwich with them, but more importantly I wasn’t about to sit there and stare out the window as they porned it up on the seat next to me.
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Tuesday, March 28th 2006
Posted by Johnny
It’s back to the grind today. Thoughts of François seem to distract me all day. I decided to paint the kitchen today to look a little more attractive to potential renters. Painting has always been a calming activity for me; like productive meditation. The detail required to get into that space between the wall and ceiling is my favorite part. All of a sudden I remembered my last night with François and paint dripped from the brush onto my kitchen floor. I shook it off, had a glass of water and a cold shower and resumed. I got half way through the first wall when I decided to break for Hazzard Mail. Expecting the usual slew of pharmaceutical ads peppered with erection promises and big tittie web cam adverts, I was surprised to see one letter in particular. You guessed it, a lovely note from Monsieur Sagat.
I had been toying with the idea of taking a drive up to San Francisco where he is staying after I get back from Phoenix on Sunday. Well, it looks like I need not toy any longer. As of Monday afternoon I will be French kissing the Frenchman. Kissing this man is like nothing I have ever experienced. His style parallels mine to a T! I am definitely one to kiss and tell and let me tell you!!!!
Once the paint had dried on my brush, making it virtually impossible to continue the project, I cursed my lack of discipline. Listening to my latest music review for Frontiers proved to be a good distraction from my hormones and imagination. I’m not in 7th grade anymore. I don’t crush on boys. And yet I still found myself checking Hazzard Mail far more than usual…
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