[Okay, so I took the sex poll off the top. I would still like you to go vote if you haven’t already. It’s interesting.]

So last night was Kathy Griffin. It was awesome. I really like her, which as a gay I think I am ‘supposed to’ so it’s fine. She talked about all my favorite celebs, YouTube, and the internet. All my favorite things really. I really wasn’t expecting her to be on stage as long as she was. Actually I wasn’t expecting her show to be like it was at all. I mean, when you think comedy you think like Comedy Central style, right? She was more like just a pal talking about her week. Her week was just a hell of a lot funnier than mine. What a great time! I can’t wait until she comes to town again. I am so there!!

Anyway, after the show we kinda parted ways and started heading off to our cars. 2 of our group were in the same direction and we started walking together. We didn’t stay walking together. Sometimes I think we all don’t get along. Is that weird? Anyways, last night was like that even though it was really a blast. Like I said we didn’t stay walking together. They just kept trotting along even after Richard said he needed to walk slower (he has been working like a million hours lately and is just sore). Catty remarks were made. I slowed down with Richard. Obviously we fell behind. Then we were a lot behind. Finally I was like ‘screw this’ and suggested we stay on Shelter Island while the mad rush to leave was going on. There were a lot of people out and the vibe was great. So we veered over towards a very tropical looking hotel thinking we’d have a quick drink while traffic died down. I think there is only the one way off the Island… So the hotel turned out to be a Best Western. LOL. At the bar there was an Australian gal drowning her sorrows over her fathers wedding the following day. She was there with friends, and apparently the whole family was staying there. It’s a long dramatic story… Suffice it to say, she was a bit drunk. She also seemed to like Richard and I and kept trying to buy our drinks. Then she started buying tequila shots. For the whole bar. (I had no idea at the time, but Richard may have had one or two...) It turned out to be a pretty crazy night with all that we witnessed from our new friends and their family that eventually made it to the bar. Heh. I hope they all feel okay at the wedding. Alcohol is a very dangerous drug.

Anyhoo. I had to be up for work so we left the Aussies to their night of frolic at the Best Western and headed home.

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I have no hangover. I woke up at my normal time and started my household chores like any other day off… I partied responsibly yo.

Now why I feel I needed to tell the internet that, I am not sure. Maybe it was the fact that the last post was ’brought to you by booze‘? Or was it that I just got a text message inquiring about my hungovered-ness…

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Tonight I think I discovered my new favorite place. It is called, quite simply, Martinis. I love it there. First off, there is an elevator to get up there. Fabulous, right? Especially on Girls Night (where oddly there is always only one girl, but that kinda makes sense if you know Sheila. She is loved..) so those in heels aren’t climbing stairs… It’s in the gayborhood. The decor is great, and it seems to be a great mixed crowd. The pretty people, the average, and a few of the tragic. Heh. Srsly, there was a group of people playing quarters with their martinis. Not pretty. Oh! I didn’t mention the best part about this place. The martinis! There must have been sixty different kinds.. Kinda overwhelming, but in that good way. Plus, the glasses are really enormous.  I have decided I want my birthday in that place. Maybe the next one at least. And just imagine it, with my new diet there can be no cake. So obviously there will be a theme martini! I am sure they could do one that tastes like cake…

[This post brought to you by Booze. Mmm, boooze...]

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I have to admit. I do feel bad. It is a good friend’s birthday. Well, not today actually. It was Thursday. I guess you could say it’s Birthday Week. There have been things planned everyday since Thursday. So far we have missed every one of them. Isn’t that just awful? And it’s totally unavoidable. We work retail and it is Easter week. Ain’t nobody getting a day off… no one will swap shifts either. We are closing! So we are a bit stuck.

Anyway, last night was supposed to be fabulous. Rooftop cocktails downtown or something. I really would have loved that! But then I saw this post at Fred’s, and something made me feel better. Specifically the part that says “It’s the morning after, and all I can say is, I’m never drinking again.  Oy Vey!”. Perhaps better to have missed that, as I woke up bright-eyed and bushy tailed this morning… Heh!

Still, I have to say Happy Birthday Sheila. You are a treasure, and I hope Birthday Week is amazing! We’ll see you tomorrow…

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Ow. My head…

One thing I have been doing to loose weight is avoid sugar. There is a lot of sugar in booze. So, I have been avoiding booze. Well last night I was in a celebratory mood (OMG iPhone!!) so I had Richard whomp me up some Appletinis. I had 4. Four doesn’t really sound like a lot. Well, it does… but I had 2 before dinner and feasted on tacos before I had the last 2. Apparently that was more than enough to render me useless this morning. I slept poorly. I am sure due to all the sugar my body isn’t used to. My head hurts. I am dehydrated. I probably smell.

Ew.

I am missing the big breakfast with ‘the group’. Luckily no one was really expecting me for that. Everyone knows I am NOT a morning person. So now I have an hour or 2 to rebuild myself and get cute. I AM expected for shopping.

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Our good friend Mike scoped this one out for us. There will be NO tagging. Don’t even worry. It does provide good blog fodder tho. FYI. Here we go:

Wrapping paper or gift bags?
Wrapping paper. Unless of course the gift is a bottle of wine, or of an odd size that can’t be boxed and wrapped properly.

Real tree or Artificial?
Come on.. You want all my secrets? Artificial and pre-lit. If I do a real tree the lighting process of wrapping each branch (OCD) with lights becomes such an ordeal. Not to mention removing them. Once I tossed the tree out lights and all. Artificial is just better for the sanity of all involved.

When do you put up the tree?
First week of December. The cards go out that week too. With my job if I wait it won’t get done.

When do you take the tree down?
Normally, December 26th. Although my mom and I had been known to do it Christmas day back when I lived at home… This year we have the post holiday gig, so it’ll be up an extra week. *cringe*

Do you like eggnog?
Only when thinned with booze.

Favorite gift received as a child?
My most favorite gift as a child was actually at Easter. I wanted baby chickens, and my parents found these fake ones that were so cute… As an adult it was my iPod. Heh. Both times.

Do you have a nativity scene?
Erm. No.

Hardest person to buy for?
We don’t really ‘do’ gifts. Richard and I do purchases for *us* yearly, like this year we bought the bedroom set. That was like all the gifts all year. We don’t buy a gift for anything. And with my folks, well, yeah. No gifts.

Easiest person to buy for?
See above.

Mail or email Christmas cards?
Mail. Hello! The dp.com card exchange is renowned on the internets.

Worst Christmas gift you ever received?
A slip of paper stating ‘this certificate good for _____ signed Santa.’ WTF?

Favorite Christmas Movie?
A Christmas Story. It just rocks. That leg lamp? OMG.

Least Favorite?
The Sound Of Music. Is that even Christmas? That thing gives me gas.

When do you start shopping for Christmas?
There’s no shopping.

Have you ever recycled a Christmas present?
You have to sometimes with the ‘hostess gifts’.

Favorite thing to eat at Christmas?
Booze.

Clear lights or colored on the tree?
Clear. Is this really a question?

Favorite Christmas song?
I find them all mind numbing. I work retail. I think *because* of that the new ones, the alternative artists are better for me.

Travel at Christmas or stay home?
Neither. Retail. Is ‘stay at work’ an option here?

Can you name all of Santa’s reindeer?
Fuck no. Is it January yet? Where’s my drink?

Angel on the tree top or a star?
Neither. See Flickr.

Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning?
My mom and I were on the side of Eve, back in the day. Now there are no gifts. Who cares?

Most annoying thing about this time of year?
The public and their selfish and self important attitudes.

Favorite ornament theme or color?
Red.

Favorite for Christmas dinner?
Is there a dinner? We were always brunch people.

Least Favorite?
Huh? Dinner? See above yo.

What do you want for Christmas this year?
Lottery winnings. Sadly tho, you have to play to win. 

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Last night was a lot of fun. We started out at the Manchester Grand Hyatt. It is the only sky bar in San Diego, so even though the service is kinda cruddy we like it. cocktails and hors d’oeuvres were had. The server was the worst one in that bar to date. As was the bartender. He shook every drink for at least 5 minutes, and when there were no drinks to make he threw napkins at server station. All of which is in plain sight. But the view was great, and the snacks were really good. We ordered a classic cheese plate, as well as the Bavarian Sausage plate. The sausage was amazing. Slices of bratwurst with sauerkraut, a baguette and spicy mustard, mini pickles… I liked the mini pickles! Every time I bit into one Richard said “Surprise!”. You remember, as in Pickle Surprise. Dork. But I laughed every time he did it! After waiting 10 minutes for our check Richard walked over to fetch our soon to be badly tipped server. We settled up and headed out, but only after seeking out a manager. Someone had to be made aware… The most friendly and efficient service we experienced at the Manchester Grand Hyatt that night came from the parking garage cashier, employed by Ace Parking. We were sure to get his name to send compliments to his bosses. I mean, karmic balance and all… We did just rat out the skeevy staff in the bar.

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I know no one cares what I had for lunch, but today is a holiday. A holiday all about food, right? So let me just tell you…

We went to the Manchester Grand Hyatt for CHAMPAGNE Brunch. My idea! I take all the credit. So… we arrive, find free street parking that was literally a walk in the park away, and check in for our 1:15 reservation. We end up waiting for a while, and were finally seated at one thirty. I was a bit worried. I mean it was all my idea. I didn’t want to get in trouble with my man for ruining our one day off together IN MONTHS. No pressure though, right? Anyway, I was a bit concerned as we were led to our table in what turned out to be the ground floor of the hotel.

[off topic] what the goddamn hell is up with San Diego? All these high rise buildings and there are only 2 sky bars?? No top floor restaurants? Poor, poor planning people. Take a cue from San Francisco. We gays LOVE a sky bar. We LOVE a good view while we eat. Your businesses are missing out on a lot more money...[/off topic]

So anyway. We sit down and are immediately greeted with champagne… Richard asked about there being a wine list available to go with the main course or something, and Jorge assured us that with him as our server the champagne glass was never empty. No need for any wine, unless you prefer it?

Erm. No. Champagne is more than fine! The day was looking up! Booze! Seriously though, it was one of the better brunch things we have been to (I have been to many in my life. Mom loves a good brunch), and we were pleased. The food was very diverse. We had plenty of breads, turkey, potatoes, and all that stuff you’d expect as well as a full sushi bar, ravioli made to order, and ham and prime rib and, well you get the idea. Lots of stuff. And the desserts.. omg the desserts! We hung out there and lingered over our food and bitched about San Diegans and their damn flip flops with any outfit.

After that we were homeward bound. Richard blogged at his Vox site. We chilled some of our own champagne and watched movies. Then Grey’s Anatomy. Then Richard had to go to bed cause he has to be at work at 4:30 in the morning tomorrow for all of you folks who shop on Black Friday. Eeeww. Poor guy. So while he’s sleeping, I blog. Don’t be fooled, I work too. I am on the 3 till midnight shift for those of you who sleep in and then shop on Black Friday. 

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