bj's gay porno-crazed ramblings
Monday, October 07, 2002
weekendI'm not one to analyze my weekend, especially since up until recently, weekends merely meant more folks on the street and in my way. But now that I have a part-time out of the house job, with Fridays off, the weekend topic comes up more often. Friday was a relaxing day, with the usual feeble attempts at AOL hook-ups that go no where -
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of course, late that night, seeing Andy's show was great. I am still absorbing it, actually. I know lots of other folks (blogger-types) have written glowing things about it, all with the GO SEE IT in caps and bold with lots of these - !!!!! - and while I whole-heartedly agree, I am having trouble coming up with more than the simple "it's fun, I laughed so hard my butt hurtz," and "I can't believe how well he captivated the audience" - so let me think some more and get back to that topic. His program had nice thank-you's in it, and an invite to join him and other friends for drinks afterwards, which I had initially fully intended to go. But after the show, I didn't feel up for standing around and sharing thoughts on the show - hope that doesn't sound awful, but despite having seen an earlier incarnation of the show a year ago, it still really grabbed me, and I needed time to absorb, have my own thoughts to myself for awhile. Wisely, I excused myself and told one person I'd meet up with them later, and took a 20-minute bike ride around the neighborhood. Was smart. The performance sank in some more, and I was feeling more social after that. Good thing - I had a great time, talking more to some folks I barely knew, and talking to a few folks who were new to me. And ANDY was as high as a kite - deservedly so (and figuratively, of course) - while he made it out to be more like "glad so many friends came" - I think he also knew what an excellent job he had done, how far his performance had come, and how much it grabbed the audience. So, drinks, flirtations, and by 4 am the last few of us finally left. Saturday's work was good, but having gotten only 4 or 5 hours sleep, I did NOTHING Saturday night, diddle around Sunday, worked Sunday night, and diddled a bit at home last night before passing out.