Down in the Southland for some work, some play and Big Daddy’s birthday – started the weekend at a not so lovely hotel and moved to a much nicer one about a block from Big Daddy’s place. Got work out of the way in the first day and a half and have moved on to play.
I like to come down here to step out of my regular world – forget about girls and work and all the big things. Every visit with Big Daddy brings a new and completely bizarre experience that is out of my normal realm of existence. Over the summer it was the children’s beauty pageant. And last night it was something completely different.
I knew we were going to the Rockapella show as our Friday night plan. While I’m not a huge fan of acapella (tho I can appreciate the talent behind it) B.D. is acapella-crazy and got tickets for the show weeks ago. What I didn’t know is that the show was a fundraiser for a Catholic High School and would be held in the cafetorium of the school in some LA surburb-ish town called Lakewood. So it was me and my gay boyfriend sitting on the bleachers at a sold out acapella show surrounded by Catholic teenagers and their parents and grandparents. I’ve never felt more gay in my life and not in the good way…
During intermission (which consisted of sales of soda and M&Ms), B.D. bought some raffle tickets and we distributed them in the various coffee cans in front of the gift baskets. He insisted that one of us was going to win and I asked him if he would squeal like a schoolgirl if he did – and of course he did win and he did squeal on his way up to get his 2 tickets for Magic Mountain, DVD of Pippin and pack of Lay’s Flats (a Pringles knock off that left a nasty taste in mouth). I love this boy, I tell ya…
Tonight is the Phacts of Life. I’m guessing I’ll feel super gay but in the good way at this show.