But really, does that surprise anyone? So here’s the thing. We were at Urban Mo’s. It tries to be a restaurant but really it’s a big ol’ gay bar. We were there with our gorgeous friends for dinner and drinks. Let’s remember for a moment that Richard and I do not usually (or ever actually) do the gay bar scene. We used to, but ever since that bar manager from Chevy’s in Daly City licked Richard’s nipple in the middle of a bar in Castro and that whole scene happened we tend to keep it low key. Have I ever told that story here? I dunno.. Shel’s been reading forever. Maybe he can comment if he remembers that one. But that, combined with my sordid nightclub past keep me out of those places. Give me dinner and a simple dive bar anytime. Anyhoo, so like I was saying. The ‘going out’ thing is totally stressful for me. First I had to pick an outfit. Not easy since I am slimmer than I have been in a while and all my jeans are like huge. Bad rapper huge. So I shopped. I dressed. I waited for Richard. I changed 2 more times.

Eventually we get there and have a great time. I was going in and out of my ‘queen of the club’ mental space from the old days. It’s amazing how you can walk a certain way and people just move out of the way.. or you can become invisible and get trapped and tripped over. I like to toy with my ‘presence’. It’s an old survival trick I learned from many nights at the old club ‘Spread’ in SF. It’s probably all in my own head tho. I am weird like that. But where was I? This story is making NO sense. Sorry. But yeah, there was this guy who totally grinned every time I passed. Since I was trying to be ‘fun’ I smiled back. I am totally trying to be more social these days. It’s part of something I have been working on… But that’s totally off topic. So I pass, I smile, the whole time sucking in my gut due to my outfit choices. Then Britney came on. I have been wanting to dance to that song FOREVER! Gimme More! So I rushed to the dance floor. My friends followed and I grooved to Gimme More. (That is like the best song to dance to, especially since I haven’t danced in like YEARS. Thanks to Brit, every time you misstep you just stop, look up all dazed and wander around the floor a bit. Then you pick up from nowhere and poorly lip-sync… HILARIOUS!) So after the song was over I suddenly felt overcrowded, hot, and had to be outside IMMEDIATELY. Do you ever get like that? It’s normal for me, but we all know I am a bit off. I like to think it’s a cute ‘quirk’. It was when I was close enough to the door to smell the smoke-free air that this same guy appeared out of nowhere and tried to chat me up. “Hola, hola, hola...”, with a big smile and arms outstretched. I don’t know that it was actual flirting, since I didn’t hang around, but I am assuming so. Either way, I was so amazingly rude. I looked at him, looked away, side stepped to get around him and walked off without even speaking.

I am such a bitch. Now when I was 20 that sort of behavior was one thing. But I am old now. In gay years, even OLDER! I am lucky to have young hispanic hotties say hello to me, let alone flirt.

So yeah. I feel horrible now! I could have at the very least said hello. But I was in a state, and HAD to get outside… I am sorry Hot Friendly Guy! But I am taken anyway, so if you were flirting it would not have gotten anywhere, so maybe it’s for the best after all.

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Geocaching is an outdoor treasure-hunting game in which the participants use a Global Positioning System (GPS) receiver or other navigational techniques to hide and seek containers (called “geocaches” or “caches") anywhere in the world. A typical cache is a small waterproof container containing a logbook and “treasure,” usually toys or trinkets of little monetary value. Today, well over 410,000 geocaches are currently placed in 222 countries around the world, which are registered on various websites devoted to the sport.
via Wikipedia

The last time I went Geocaching was with my father. It was the ’first taste’ of a really fun activity. Anyway, today we went with our good friend Fred. He’s newly addicted to the sport, and has all the equipment. We had a blast! The thing I love about it is that you end up in places you’d never otherwise visit. Many take you to areas of amazing views or natural beauty. I always find things to photograph! Here are today’s shots of Mission Valley from the hills above:

View 1, View 2, and View 3 (Did you spot Macy’s at Fashion Valley?)

See what I mean? Nice. And we had to work for it. There was some hiking involved, but nothing major. Well there was that hill climb that made Richard grumpy, heh… Fred rewarded us for our hard work (being co-pilots is hard work, yo) with a trip to Chevy’s. Can you say margarita? Hollar!

UPDATE: Added random shots to the gallery.

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