Wow

We used that word a lot over the weekend, and it is the one word that I would choose to describe it. Angel, Brandon, Rusty and I drove up to San Francisco on Saturday to go to our friend Gary's birthday party.
We got a lil bit of a late start, because BAR-Angel (woka woka woka, we hadn't picked up Angel at this point) got a bit of an early and heavy start. Blah blah blah long story short I had to go file some paperwork which took a really long time. We finally got on the road at around 4ish.
Brandon was driving so it was no surprise that we made a wrong turn somewhere and ended up on a very informative, lil bit bumby, Highway to Hell! That was a long six hours, and there was a whole lot of discussion about feelings, and opinions, and vice's and a ton of other things. I was not prepared for that but I think it was a good thing. Rusty stayed silent pretty much the whole way up there. He had his computer out though so I'm sure a lot of notes were taken.

We pulled up and past the house, and some people said "oh look, the Rentboys are here'> The party was definitely packed, and everyone there seemed to be having a great time. We ended up leaving after a couple of hours, if that. I was super happy that we at least got to see the birthday boy, and wish him a happy one.
There were some drag queens gone wild there that really were performers. They got into what they do, whatever it is, for sure. They were running around and pulled a couple peoples hair, and one guy even got bit! I almost with it was Rusty or Angel so I could have seen one the queens get slapped, the drag queens I mean. ;)

There were a ton o hot boys at the party and there was at least entertainment. It didn't exactly fit in with the typical event that we would be at. There were lots of family members and those pesky hetero's. (can't live without em). I wonder if we stood out as much as we thought we did. Lil Rusty (Hobbit R, TownPump 2) was wearing his pink bitch hat (it has the word bitch on it, not a photo of Brandon in the hott pink shirt) -that's hot though, I think I'll make one. lol. Someone yelled out BITCH! well that certainly drew attention to Rusty and the boys around him chewing bubble gum with pupils as big as the holes that may someday be in their brains. Sigh, poor Angel Benton, when will she learn?

Some other people referred to us as altar boys. Did they not see us drive up? We made sure to drive past the house again on the way back to the hotel. Viral Marketing.

I love the shower. Leonardo DiCaprio would probably be very upset with him if he knows how much water I used while I was in SF.

Brandon flew back, on a plane, early in the AM. Rusty flew back as well. Angel and I drove back to Los Angeles in the Rentboy Mobile. There might be more on this later.
We headed to the Porno Palance and were soon met by Brandon, Rusty, JASON SECHREST, Tom, and Eric. Rusty was almost immediately checked out the floor DING! While some of us were seeking rest Mr. Sechrest stole Brandon in the restroom! Scandalous!

I don't know we are continuously surprised at how beautifuly fucked up some things are that we get away with.

Gee whiz. Wow.