Hollywood Swingers

So LA was a blast. Thanks in part to fabulous people like Gordon who is my new favorite superstar.

Gordon, you rock.

Oh, the shopping at Kitson, star-watching at the Ivy, Star fucking on Santa Monica (what!?) the Abbey, Mickey's, those deadly Pear vodka cosomos - and my new kicky Hat..which you will see all over San Francisco now, and the stippers..making out with hot muscley west hollywood strippers.



Tee-hee...should've been there.

So all in all a good trip; though the drive back through California's Central Valley was akin to a scene from The Grapes of Wrath. Yuck.

So now I'm back in beatiful, cold, rainy, foggy San Francisco and I couldn't have a care in the world.

Ok boyz and girls, I'm off to get ready for my DATE. Yes, a DATE. A real bonafied, we have reservations, he is picking me up like a gentleman going out to dinner - date.

sigh

Just to leave you with a tickle, I told the elderly gay man that comes to dinner every night in our resturaunt. "I have a date tonight!", I said, "Really?", he replied, "I had a raisin at breakfast."

Ta dam dum.

xo

Kel