Play it Forward

Alright, lots to catch you up on. Where do I begin?? Let me think..... Okay so here is the plan, I am going to start typing what has been happening and just HOPE that my mind will do the "interenet surf-like" thought process and flow logically from one topic to the next, probably not but just try and follow.

Currently, I am on the phone with my eletric company because I fear that they may be too stupid for life for I have not received an electric bill in a suspicously long period of time. Of course, this is always concerning because I transferred the account recently and while I HAVE received an electric statement, which rivaled 200$, since moving, its been quite a while and I am concerned that somehow my billing address did not change or something. WHO KNOWS with these people? They are forever on the hold times and they now charge 4.95 to pay your bill on the internet. They no longer take payments over the phone, now PLEASE explain THAT one to me. You get instant verification that the payment is received and yet you are CHARGING me to pay the bill. WHATEVER!!!!!

Back in June, I totally forgot to mention the fact that I went to see "The Devil Wears Prada". AWESOME AWESOME AWESOME!!!! Way back when the book was first released I ran out, purchased, and read the book all in one day. I think that this was because the book and Miranda Priestly made me incredibly nervous so I felt in necessary to read the WHOLE book or I wouldn't be able to sleep. I loved the book and the movie, I think, was even better. It seems to have transferred very well to the silver screen and I won't lie. I have seen it twice IN THE MOVIE THEATER. Thats right, I paid that insane movie theater ticket price TWICE. It was that good. Meryl Streep friggin ROCKS!!!!

I will be purchasing when released on DVD.

Okay, more recent developments in the life of Britt. This weekend was the celebration of two of my friends birthdays. One is today and the other is in a couple of days but a quasi-celebration happened on Friday night. Unknown to me, it was declared by the birthday boys to be 'trashy bar night'. I was frightened when I learned of this because while Dallas has some FABULOUS bars, there are some scary seedy joint sprinkled in there and of course they were at the top of the list for necessary cameos. Let me begin with the 'so-called' Hidden Door...

#1 Its hidden for a reason
#2 Even intoxicated, I think that walking in would be sobering experience
#3 I was unaware that leather vests had made a comeback in everyday fashion.
#4 Nipple rings seem to be an appropriate accessory for said leather vests with no shirt worn underneath.

Let me set the scene. A dark bar with lots of old wooden furniture, pool tables, dart board, VERY low ceilings and the stench of old beer and possibly urine. I was unable to locate the origination of this smell but for some reason it seemed as though the patrons had forgotten about the ACTUAL bathroom that exists in the bar and possibly just gone where they were standing. The patrons were mostly blue collar, strangely dressed (as in one man had an eyepatch) and swilling 50 cent beers while playing pool and listening to country music. You can imagine that in Banana Republic and suede loafers I stood out just a wee bit.

We were there for about an hour and I tried to make the best of the situation being with friends, etc. But after being there as long as I possibly could, I HAD to get out. So we left and the two birthday boys decided to attend Zippers, a local 'dancing boy' bar of which I was not likely to have ANY fun in AT ALL. We went to be supportive, stayed for about 2 minutes IF THAT and then left.

Saturday was more of my speed. Trashy bars and I never really got along all that well. We decided that to celebrate one of the birthdays we would go to a restaurant of his choosing and have a great dinner with the friends. He chose Patrizios, a local Italian place in Higland Park Village. It was a GREAT time. We arrived, put our name on the list, and began to wait in the bar area which overlooked the dining room. There were five of us total and as you can imagine we are a sight to behold. Nothing outrageous but we are five out and proud gay men and we have fun, wherever we are, whatever we are doing. As we stoof waiting I noticed that a table of two girls were particularly interested in the actions of our group. So much, in fact that she was no longer distracted by her obscenely large wineglass, but instead, turned completely around in her chair to observe 'the homosexual in their natural habitat'. I noticed but didn't really care because I know that five attractive gay men standing and laughing together can obtain interest in itself. After waiting for about 30 minutes we are seated, parallel to the interested parties, and of course our 'little party' continues at the table. We order and forks are passed around so everyone can have a taste of everyone elses food and so on and so forth. We laugh and have a great time and at one point in the evening I happen to glance over and the girls are now staring at us and make a face and mouth the words, "do you wanna look at us over here". Uncomfortable I of course direct my attention back to the meal and am somewhat irritated because they have now become rudely involved in my dining experience.

After we pay the check and are leaving I walk directly past the table and the girls again are staring and making faces so I step back and ask them 'do I have something on my face?" and they both immediately put their heads down and concentrate on anything but ACTUALLY speaking to me. The rudeness amazed me but it was not to ruin my evening.

We finished with dinner about 10 and headed to a really cool and unique bar called Minc. Its very eastern religiously decorated and has an AWESOME funky and very eclectic atmosphere. We took up residence on a big wooden bed in the middle of the room and hung out, talked, and people watched for a while. It was a great time had by all especially the birthday boy.

We went from there to some more familiar haunts, S4, of which for some reason is ALWAYS a stop on the list. We watched the show and chatted and had a lot of fun and then went and danced for a while. While I was dancing, I noticed that this really cute guy kept looking in my direction and smiling. I of course smiled back and eventually went over and danced with him a bit.

His name was Marcus and he had just moved from San Francisco to train for flight attendants school. He seemed to be very interested and I was as well until I learned that he was only here for three weeks. We chatted for a little while longer and I had the decision to make. I could either, A) give him my number and have a meaningless relationship for three weeks or B) leave with my friends and write at off as me still being able to attract the hotties.

I chose B, for at this point in my life, the meaningless and sexually only satisfying relationship is not something that I am looking for, in face I am quite over it.

According to my friend JJ, I did good. I conquered two of my major demons on Saturday night and I agreed after he gave me his interpretation. I have given up liquor and I needed to time to handle that situation before I could handle saying no to a cute guy about having a short lived something or another relationship. Its the universes way of letting me work it all out, one challenge at a time. Its a growth period. My self esteem and confidence levels have begun to rise once again and hopefully allow me to be more supportive of myself in my decisions as I go through life.

All in all, I had a great weekend. I did some thinking, some reminiscing, and soul searching. While, I am happy with myself (FINALLY), I still get lonely and wish for that touch of someone extremely special. I know that one day I will have that but for now, I have some extremely special friends that I wouldn't trade anything in the world for.