Hands Off

SJ and I had a great weekend together.

He was house/petsitting for a friend in Avondale, which is one exit shy of Los Angeles. So we got to play house Friday night and Saturday night.

Friday we went to Carabbas and tried to catch a movie but we were in between showings of everything. So, we went back home and watched a video. I made him suffer through Cliffhanger--one of my all time faves. I love John Lithgow in it. He outdoes Alan Rickman in the smarmy yet funny bad guy department.

After catching forty winks (maybe it was only 20--Joe snores LOUD), I went home and got some stuff done. Then it was off to the Human Rights Campaign Gala Dinner. Neil G. was in town to present the individual award to his best friend Steve May. Buddy and I had a good time. Well, I did. I can't say for Buddy.

The cool part was Judy Shepard, Matthew Shepard's mom, was the keynote speaker. The thrust of her speech was that you have to live your life openly, no matter what. The only way to gain acceptance is to be honest and open.

After the dinner, I went back to Avondale and SJ(here's a pic I made for him) and I polished off some wine. He made a fire outside and we sat and talked until it got too cold. Then we went inside and talked some more. Then we made out for a really long time and went to bed. :-)

It's really awesome to be able to be so honest and open at the beginning of a relationship. Normally, you try to put on airs or avoid certain subjects because you don't want the other person to know what a freak you are. But that's not happening here. It's refreshing and endearing and extremely intimate. Sharing ideas, thoughts (especially the crazy ones) and words to me are much more intimate than getting naked ever could be.

The cool part about all of this is that I'm older and experiencing all of this happiness and giddiness and sappiness. I've always been kind of a curmudgeon when it came to romance. I hated sappy movies and was suspicious of insanely happy couples. But not anymore - I'm watching movies like How Stella Got Her Groove Back and instead of pulling a Mystery Science Theater 3000, I'm crying at the end.

I always thought my first love was the most powerful because it was pure and unadulterated. When I fell in love with Cyrille I didn't know anything about pain and heartache. So the love and happiness I experienced was just overwhelming at times. I'm experiencing something on par if not even stronger than what I experienced 12 years ago. And that just rocks.

The only crappy part to all of this is my throat is sore and my chest is heavy--not sure if it's killer allergies or I'm getting sick. Blah!

Happy Tunesday Motherfuckers!!!

This week's song comes courtesy of my sister Sue. She e-mailed me this song (Hands Off by Junkyard) the other day and I laughed my ass off. I remember it got some serious airplay for awhile in the late 1980s or early 1990s. It's a pretty good old metal song. You've got to listen to the whole song cuz the ending is where it gets ya. ;-)

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