Monday, May 30, 2005

4 days off...

First off, Happy Black Gay Pride to those concerned. The streets of DC were certainly all the more colorful for it. I for one enjoyed it... lots of tall handsome muscular "chocolate" running around the streets is perfectly fine by me!

Let's see... so thursday night Ken hung out with me. Somehow, and I'm not exactly sure how, we wound up going down into Rock Creek Park (the park between Dupont Circle and Georgetown) around 11 pm. Basically Ken had never seen DC's most infamous "cruising parks" so I figured we'd play tourguide and tourist and go for a little walk. Yes, I know this is the same park where Chandra Levy was found chopped up...

Anyway, we go down into the locally-dubbed "P Street Beach" area, and there's a couple guys cruising, a guy whiping his dick out, the sounds of belt-buckles unfastening and pants dropping. In other words the usual stuff. Well we walk in the other direction toward the Q Street bridge and Ken tells me he has to take a piss. So I walk away to give him his privacy. So I walk aways up the trail and I'm standing by myself when all of the sudden 4 men appear out of the darkness and are saying something provocative to me. I pretend like I'm not interested and start to step back and they come closer to me.
And that's when all four start running toward me. Folloing my instincts, I immediately dart through the trees towards where I left Ken. I catch up to him, still being chased by four muscle-queens, tell him we gotta get the fuck out of here, and start this mad race through the dark not knowing where we're going, but we're going, still being chased.
We somehow emerged from the park behind the big church on 23rd St. As we spilled into the well-lit street, our chasers stopped following us and turned back.
There's a lesson in there somewhere.

Later we hung out in Adams Morgan reminiscing over our little adventure with all the drunks along 18th St. It was only the beginning of the long weekend.
Friday night I did quite a bit of cooking that evening (recipes forthcoming) since Friday has become Adam's cooking day. Still a bit shook up by my almost-rape/murder the night before, I had coffee with Ken, Bob, and Kurt. And surprisingly with the four of us at one table there was no drama. It was actually really nice!
Saturday I went with Ken (Bob was supposed to go, but didn't) to this hookah-bar called Oasis Cafe. I love hookahs! Over puffs of scented tobacco and descent Arabic food, Ken and I caught up on a lot of shit. Later we went to Soho and met up with Raven and Seth. This brings me to a story...

But first I'd like to interrupt with a random picture of my celebrity crush. Chris Carrabba... I'm going to start the Chris Carrabba Queerbois Fan Club. Let's have a moment of silence for this..

Moving Right along...Last week a certain guy friend whom I've known for a long time asked me out. Now, I know this guy has liked me for a long time, and there's always been a sexual tension between us. But everytime he makes any sort of move, I'm involved with someone. I guess it's partially my fault too, as I was too chicken to make a move myself. At any rate, I've been seeing this other guy for awhile now (THAT'S a story for another blog entry) and so I had to tell this guy without hurting his feelings (I hope) that I just can't right now.

Sunday I woke up hella-late and was reminded I said I'd go shopping with Margo, Fred, and Ken. We met at Margo's place and went to Chinatown so Margo could peruse the markets for Chinese herbs and teas for her ailments. We were starving for brinner (brunch + dinner = brinner, for those days when you wake up hungover and 3 pm and haven't eaten) so we followed the smell of food into one of the Chinese places for dinner. Pretty good, even though I'm still partial to City Lights on Connecticut Ave. (though admitedly it took me awhile to be able to go back after all those years dating Hitler, I mean, Casey.. it's his favorite restaurant).

Later with Ken I went to Biddy Mulligan's bar in the Jury's hotel on Dupont Circle for drinks with his friends Cary and Steven. Steven's hot...a boxer, well-dressed, handsome. Cary's a very lucky girl! Anyway after that we went for coffee and ran into aformentioned guy who's been asking me out. Based on his little behaviors last night, I really do hope he understands I am TAKEN at the moment.

Wednesday, May 25, 2005

SOhO...The Movie!!

SOhO - Episode I Revenge of the Fabulous
A long five minutes ago, in a DC neighborhood not too far away...
There is a certain cafe known for its bohemian atmosphere,
and oddball characters. It is just begging for a documentary to be made about it.
Between drunken twinks, psycho bums, Dena, and Gayvid dressing up, our story leaves off
as we find our heroes, Adam & Seth, filming their documentary about
the denizens of this Dupont Circle institution...

Well, yesterday my friend Seth brought his video camera down to SOhO cafe, and we began interviewing characters and regulars for our documentary about the place. This is already turning out to be very exciting!!! As our work progresses, I will keep you all up to date. Who knows...this may be airing at a film festival near you.

Monday, May 23, 2005

Weekend Updates

Since my last post, it's been a busy week. I left off at Wednesday afternoon after drinks at JR's. I met up with Ken and Margo and we went to Speghetti Garden in Adams Morgan.
Saturday I went with Margo & Fred to see the new Star Wars movie, Episode III Revenge of the Sith. I have to say, I wasn't too crazy about the first two prequels, but this one was pretty good. Of course, it was fun to see that whiney ass Hayden Christiansen finally turn evil. He's hot when he's all angry.
Afterwards we went to Austin Grill for lunch. It was a busy day. Unfortunately Aja's birthday party got cancelled, but it was Jayme's graduation party that day as well. Congratulations on your graduation from George Mason University, Jayme!! And unlike last time, there were no embarrasing incidents (It's funny how fast that story travelled).

Your #1 Match: ENFP

The Inspirer

You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.
You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules.
Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.
You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller!

You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.

Thursday, May 19, 2005

Come to the Dark Side...

Star Wars Horoscope for Aries

Like many aries, you have demonstrated your penchant for inflicting pain.
You feel you are at the center of the universe and that you must be in control.
You enjoy being a leader... and you find that your aggression and quick temper serve you well.

Star wars character you are most like: The Emperor

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

Adam's Electric Koolaid Sleeping Pill Test

First, a promotional plug for "Michele Rochambeau's" blog, Few and Far Between. A wodnerful gentleman I'v had the pleasure of sharing many an enlightening conversation at Soho. What a magical place Soho can be...philosophers, hustlers, college kids, gays, lesbians, yuppies, hippies, indie rockers, writers, artists... all forms of life. And I wouldn't want it any other way.
I had another job interview today! (with a considerably nicer pay offer) so wish me luck!
In other news I ran into Aaron the other day on the street with Steve/Storyteller. (those who were part of that Dupont "circle" of friends will remember him and Chelsea). he's living in Pennsylvania now, but plans on coming around to visit more often.
Oh, and word has it the fabulous Dena will be moving to West Virginia soon. Now that's a change of pace! From Dupont Circle's resident fag-hag to West Virginia?? In a way I'll be sad to see her go, it'll be the end of a fabulous era. And I won't be able to make fun of her anymore.
I'm on my laptop now killing time before I am to meet some friends at JR's at 6:00 for drinks. I normally detest JR's, but Jonathan insists on going there...I don't plan on staying long. Ken and Margo are also coming down later too..

Which brings me to my little "trip."

Yesterday, knowing I had to get up early for my interview, I always get nervous the night before and can't sleep. SO I visited a certain friend to get a sleeping aid pill to help me get a full night's rest without tossing and turning. WELL, I don't know what the hell was in the pill or what, but within 30 mins of taking it I swear I started tripping..
I was watching Conan O'Brien as I always do before drifting off to bed, and I swear Conan came out of the TV! Not exactly what I look forward too when I hallucinate but whatever... my whole room started changing, I mean shit started moving, a pile of clothes came alive, my bed started to feel like it was floating... The odd thing was I wasn't freaking was very pleasant actually. Except I kept thinking to myself, "this shit BETTER wear off before I wake up for my interview! This is the last thing I need right now!!"
I eventually did drift into sleep..and had some of the weirdest dreams I've had in ages. But, as my friend said, I woke up full of energy and alertness. All I can say is when I see this person, I want to know what the hell it was they gave me. I don't like being given hallucinogens without knowing ahead of time what I'm getting into.
I guess the moral of today, then, is don't take strange pills, even from friends.

Post Script

Another blog plug: At drinks tonight Mike reminded me about his blog, Articulatory Loop. Check it out.

Saturday, May 14, 2005

Summer Fashions!!!

What's new? Yesterday, Friday the 13th, I went to Filene's Basement on Wisconsin Ave. for some new summer fashions!!!

Filene's is another reason I love Washington (they have stores in NYC, Boston and some other cities too I think). At Fielene's you can find names like Prada, Kenneth Cole, Versace all for 1/4 what you'd pay at a retail store. So I love this place, naturally.
Among some of my good finds on this visit were a pair of Kenneth Cole jeans... like the best pair I've ever found, they're like taylor-made for my ass (which some say I hardly have one, hence it's hard to find fitting pants), a pair of Kenneth Cole dress pants and dress shirt (for work), a Lucky shirt, a nice casual shirt. I was very happy except for the totally inept cracked out bitch working at the register who didn't know her ass from her elbow. But a small price to pay for fabulous bargains. I can't wait to go back, I could live there!
Oh, and I have another job interview... this is good, it means I can keep my options open and actually pick the best offer rather than settling for something second-rate. But what's up with all these positions not starting until June? I want money NOW!

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

New Things...

Well, first a note about the new counter you'll see on the sidebar to your right. No, the number you see is not correct. That'd be pretty depressing if it was. I started this blog back in February of 2004, and I just put the new counter up last week. So who knows how many people have really visited my blog... so the number you see is as of May 2005. I just wanted some idea of how many people actually read this...I'm always pleasantly surprised by people talking about my blog. It's flattering.

I had a very nice night with Jim last night. I don't know what it is about him... he's very nice. Besides getting lost driving around Lincoln Park (No, NOT the band) trying to get back to Dupont Circle, it was a pleasnt evening. I met Raven at Soho much later (Jim had to go to bed...I forget some people have to go to work early in the morning), I missed comedy night, but I got to see her since I didn't see her all weekend (how odd, I know!) What else is new with me... I'm keeping to my new work-out schedule. Actually I'm really hella-sore today because my muscles are finally being used after a long winter of laziness... I'll get Jim to massage me maybe. =) I don't know what's gotten into me, either... maybe it's the spring season making my sap rise, but I've been abnormally horny lately. Like really.

And now the dessert...

Your Mexican Name Is...

Don Graciano

What's sad about the following quiz, is that I've seen more of Europe than I have of my own country... how'd that happen!?

Your Travel Profile:

You Are Well Traveled in Southern Europe (47%)

You Are Well Traveled in the Northeastern United States (43%)

You Are Somewhat Well Traveled in Canada (40%)

You Are Somewhat Well Traveled in Western Europe (36%)

You Are Somewhat Well Traveled in the Midwestern United States (25%)

You Are Mostly Untraveled in the United Kingdom (13%)

You Are Mostly Untraveled in the Western United States (11%)

You Are Mostly Untraveled in the Southern United States (8%)

You Are Mostly Untraveled in Asia (4%)

You Are Untraveled in Africa (0%)

You Are Untraveled in Australia (0%)

You Are Untraveled in Eastern Europe (0%)

You Are Untraveled in Latin America (0%)

You Are Untraveled in New Zealand (0%)

You Are Untraveled in Scandinavia (0%)

You Are Untraveled in the Middle East (0%)

Sunday, May 08, 2005

I <3 to rant

Random thoughts that occurred to me this weekend...

The Heart Rant

I'm not sure exactly where this horrible trend got started, but lately instead of saying "I Love..." for example "I Love You", people have been saying "I heart you" using the word heart where the heart symbol <3 is. The examples are too many to count here, like the movie "I <3 Huckabees" which apparently is pronounced "I heart Huckabees."

Stop people. It's not cute, and it wasn't when this trend began. Now it's just fucking annoying. Next time someone in public says "Adam, I heart you" I'm going to rip their beating heart out of their chest and say "I heart you too."
Let's officially lay to rest "heart" in the Trend Graveyard, ok? It's a bad trend from 2004 that should not survive into 2005. It has gone the way of stone-washed jeans, braided belts, Pearl Jam, and the phrase "don't go there."

Thursday, May 05, 2005

Tales of the City

This week I got one of my favorite miniseries from TV, Armistead Maupin's Tales of the City on DVD finally. I've been wanting to buy it for ages, but I had a hard time justifying the purchase to myself. So I found it online (NOT through Amazon, mind you) for half price. It's based on the stories by Maupin about San Francisco in the 1970's, the bohemians, the gay movement, all the craziness that makes me sad I wasn't born yet to enjoy it.
This week I've also tried working out again to rid myself of winter cellulite and general unhealthiness. Of course my late night snack last night kind of negated the whole thing, but whatever. Oh yeah, I should quit smoking too. Right.

And it's been awhile since I put a recipe up. So here is a very simple recipe that's also very good. Keep in mind it's fairly spicy, so adjust the red pepper to your taste. I like mine WAY hot. It also makes a LOT, so you may want to cut the recipe in half.

Chicken Curry

2 teasp ground red pepper
2 teasp curry powder
2 teasp chili powder
1 teasp salt
1 teasp ground coriander seeds
1 teasp ground ginger
1 teasp ground cumin
1 teasp ground cinnamon
3 tablespoons butter
1 cup chopped onion
2 garlic cloves, minced
1 pound skinless, boneless chicken breast, cut into 1-inch pieces
1 (8 oz) carton plain fat-free yogurt
1 (6-oz) can tomato paste
5 cups cubed peeled baking potato (about 2 1/2 pounds)
4 cups water
4 1/2 cups hot cooked Basmati rice
2/3 cup chopped tomato

Combine first 8 ingredients. Melt butter in a Dutch oven over med heat. Add onions and garlic; cook 5 minutes, stirring frequently. Stir in spice mixture & chicken, cook 10 minutes.
Separately, combine yogurt and tomato paste, stir with a whisk. Add yogurt mixture, potato, and water to the pan. Bring to a boil. Cover, reduce heat, and simmer 1 hour, stirring occasionally. Serve over rice, top with chopped tomato. Makes 9 servings.

April Showers Bring May Flowers... ugh

First... am I the only one who thinks it's ironic that Paris Hilton is staring in a movie called "House of Wax?" Typecasting?

Anyway, let's see how far back I can remember what's been going on...
Sunday was the first of May, it was a beautiful day, and I met Jim for brunch at Pepper's. We had a good breakfast over mimosas (even though I prefer bloody marys as my morning alcohol kick.)
He took me back to his place on Capital Hill. I'm blushing just thinking about it.

So later that same day, I went to meet some friends in Dupont Circle, enjoying the sun and people watching.
Monday I went to comedy night at Soho... and somehow it wasn't painful. It was actually funny... there were lots of funny new comics. I'm regaining my faith in comedy night.
Tuesday night I met Raven and Ken at The Brickskeller for drinks to celebrate the end of Raven's exam over glasses of my favorite beer, framboise.
It's a very hard beer to find in this country, but that's why I love The Brickskeller, and I'm glad I introduced two more friends to the framboise cult.

That's what's been new with me... more to come. And remember my drink-making contest below!