Trash Film Orgy Line-up Announced

This year’s Trash Film Orgy line up has been announced:

JUNE 25th- RE-ANIMATOR
JULY 2nd- POLYESTER
JULY 9th- AN AMERICAN WEREWOLF IN LONDON
JULY 16th- BEYOND THE VALLEY OF THE DOLLS
JULY 23rd- FORBIDDEN ZONE
JULY 30th- TRASH TILL DAWN 4, line-up TBA.

This being the fifth year, we are doing it up bigger and better than ever, including our very own serial movie, El Tigre Diablo and the Case of the Golden Skull, to be shown in six weekly installments.

Now I know why I had only been to the Gentlemen’s Club once before last night, and that was back in 1998 or so. The very air sucks the life out of me. All those tightly shielded men, not allowing themselves to be seen as being vulnerable, craving intimacy but settling for oral sex instead. Being there was like taking the cruisy attitude of every gay bar in existence, and cramming that attitude into that space. Now, that’s not to say that it’s not possible to carve a sacred space out of all that fear and uncertainty, but it certainly took a deliberate effort to do it.

I was planning on going to [info]pyrogeoff’s potluck today, but when I woke up from my nap at 17:00, I hadn’t done any prep work of the pork loin I was going to bring as my dish and decided to stay home. Next time.

Happy Birthday, [info]fuzzygruf and [info]double_ohsteven!!!!

I want somebody to walk up behind me
and kiss me on my neck,
yes, breathe on my neck.

Been such a long time
I forgot that I was fine.
Just kiss me on my neck,
yes, breathe on my neck.

I want somebody to walk up behind me
and kiss me on my neck,
yes, breathe on my neck.

If you want to feel me,
better be divine.
Bring me water,
water for my mind.
Give me nothing,
breathe love in my air.
Don’t abuse me,
’cause these herbs are rare.

If you want to feel me, baby,
better be divine.
Bring me water for these flowers
growing out my mind.
Give me nothing,
just be gentle,
breathe love in my air.
Use me, don’t abuse me, love me,
’cause these herbs are rare.

- Erykah Badu, Kiss Me On My Neck [abridged]

Busting a Hump

[info]urso and [info]tardis officially moved into their new apartment yesterday, and [info]dhpbear, [info]bigjohnsf, and [info]bestbear_icanbe, Simon, Lily, and I all helped them move in. Urso came and picked Plumpy, John, and I up from UGH and we went to Fremont to pick up the U-Haul truck they were renting. Tom-tardis picked up Simon and Lily and met us there, bringing Noah’s bagels. I ate a blueberry bagel for breakfast. Once we had the truck in hand, we all trundled off to Hayward to the storage facility where Urso’s belongings were being held.

The apartment isn’t big enough for all of Urso’s stuff, so he and Plumpy sorted through the stuff, dividing it into stuff to go into the apartment, and stuff to remain behind. Lily, Plumpy and I loaded the cart and I pushed it down to the freight elevator, where Simon and Tom-tardis would send an empty cart up, I would replace the empty cart with a full cart, and send it down, where the two of them would load it into the truck. John’s job was to drive the truck.

That accomplished, we headed into Frank-baby via the San Mateo bridge, after learning via my phone call to 511 that the traffic on the Bay Bridge was moving at around 10 MPH. We got the truck unloaded and Urso unpacked a few of his plastic storage bins to use for Tom-tardis’ segment of the move. While Tom had already been moving a goodly chunk of his stuff into the apartment during the week, he still had a little bit of unpacked stuff. Next, we all piled into various vehicles and headed to Berkeley to load the truck with Tom-tardis’ much smaller amount of stuff. Plumpy walked home at this point, and the rest of us continued on.

The challenge was how to fit his stuff into the minuscule cozy apartment. We did manage to do it, and we did manage to get the couch and chair into the living room, just barely. Once they unpack all those bins, and install the bookshelves, the apartment will be downright comfy-cozy. I do foretell some challenging months ahead as they adjust to living with each other in such a small space, but that’s really to be expected no matter the circumstances - people have to adjust to each other’s personal habits and quirks when they first live together. That’s part of the fun, isn’t it?

John had to go home and rest before dinner, so he walked home while Tom and I drove over to return the truck, with Urso following in his car, Magic Car-pet. I pointed Tom to a fueling station where he could get diesel, then we got on the freeway to get to Bayshore and Paul streets to return the truck. Back at the apartment, Simon, Lily, and Scott were waiting for us to come back so we could get dinner.

Tom treated us all to pizza dinner at Capri on Market Street - John and Plumpy met us there and [info]progbear showed up to eat with us, too. [info]ednixon and Grizzy made a brief appearance before heading to the Great American Music Hall for a concert. We all walked back to Church and Duboce to make our goodbyes and head home. Plumpy, John and I walked back home, Scott drove Mike back to his car at El Cerrito Del Norte BART, and Simon and Lily drove Tom’s car back to the house in Berkeley.

Last night, I stayed up until about 01:00 watching The Fifth Element on TV; couldn’t sleep. I know there’s something I am supposed to be working on in my emotional life, but I just don’t know where to begin. It seems that I have a problem dealing with people sometimes - I’ll feel hurt and do something that seems innocent at the time, but instead hurts them back. For instance, I wrote in my journal a few weeks ago that I was feeling frustrated by my inability to write about my break up from Bob because I didn’t want to start some sort of drama with the other members of his personal circle who also are on LJ. This was interpreted by one of them as pulling some sort of passive aggressive crap. Was I trying to hurt them by implication? I know I didn’t think that at the time, but what if I was? Why would I do that to them? I thought that by not writing about my perceptions and feelings of events that I was showing restraint and trying to respect their feelings. If truth be told, I wasn’t thinking about their reaction at all, but was just trying to write about how I was feeling at the time, which was frustrated. I thought the comment was innocuous, but by writing that I didn’t want to start some sort of flame war, I hurt someone.

My journal has so few restricted posts in it - over the course of the few years I’ve been writing it, the number of friends-only or other filter group posts is right around ten or so out of 1488 posts up to this point. My life is an open book. Literally. So, it’s understandable that I would feel frustrated, isn’t it?

I’m so tired of walking on eggshells all the time. I don’t want to hurt the people I care about, and I feel like I need to learn some better ways of expressing myself. How can I take a personally empowering stance and not hurt others at the same time? I need to learn how to express my emotions in a loving manner. What does it mean to love? How can I respect the feelings of others and not feel like I am bottling up my own?

I’m feeling like a sweet little rabbit… a medium sized carrot has only 35 calories

I was checking my messages on bear411 and I got this one:

Hi I am Keny, 32, from Houston, now a day I am living in Middle East
How are you dear, Looks Pretty Nice and Sexy,

MY ID IN YAHOO IS [edited]
AND HOTMAIL ID IS [edited]

The sky is full of golden stars shining in the
light of the moon, but the most beautiful
light I see is in your eyes …

(\\/)
(=.=) A sweet little rabbit, just like you
(”)(”) because I love you!! Kisses

Love is as a war, easy to start but hard to end..
The moment I first saw you, you warmed my heart, the second time you made little flames and now you make my heart burn like hell !

I AM ONLINE IN YAHOO AND MSN (WITH WEBCAM)
WHAT IS YOURS ID IN MSN AND YAHOO?

HUGS & KISSES

K E N Y

Happy Birthday, [info]mnkbear!! I miss you, K.

Well, after today’s head shaving experiment, I went walking to the Castro, where I first headed in to Sorrento Sun Center to see if [info]enhydrasf was in there, but his minions told me he was out. Heading on to the Starbuck’s then, where I encountered the sweet and lovely [info]castrowoof minus his trusty sidekick, [info]Sedona. We had a very brief chat; he seemed to be gettin’ busy with a handsome chap, and they ambled off together, perhaps in search of an afternoon’s delight?

Also, I chatted with a few other fellows and [info]markosf; while we were chatting, [info]fuzzygruf came on up, killing a few minutes before his trek to his L7 class. Mark-O was leaving, so I walked with him for a short while, until our paths diverged, and I headed home to prepare for this evening’s massage - a present for a good friend, or I’d already be in there. Oh, wait, it’s time to go start now, so I’ll have more to say later.

Today, I did something I've never done before. (work safe) )