Dec. 7th, 2007

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my trainer canceled my 7 am appt. His girlfriend had his wallet with her at work. So he did not want to drive. So I went to the gym anyway, worked on leg, leg presses. Tomorrow we work on bench press PR's.
When I managed an apartment building about 8 yrs ago, there was a sorta big thick, a bit chubby beefy man, a Minister(or was he a Priest),that used to live there. Thick legs, wide back, but a bit too hairless, and blond for me. But very nice man. And if my gaydar serves me right (which it has on some occasion), I tagged him on the spot. Think he was closeted then. Maybe still is. Well, he was at the gym. We saw each other as I entered the gym. We did not acknowledge each other, maybe he does not remember, and I wanted to get going to the machines. Anyway, as I went to the locker room to get a locker, he as on the other side taking his gym clothes off, for the showers. Man! What a butt! Big, muscular, firm, and round! And big beefy thighs! Nice back too. Woof! I'll have to say hi next time.

Then next to me,working out at the leg machines, a older, very beefy man, with wedding ring on. Kept looking at me. Woof! Then a Latin man, wedding ring on. Shaved head, tats, big arms, and great back and shoulders. Wedding ring again. But woof! Getting pumped up on the machines, and then seeing these men........

Now I'm horny.
cellboy: (Dali)
I usually used to pick this paper up at a very authentic Fish & Chips eatery in Pacifica. This US/British rag is at times a bit off, and funny, as British humor goes. Here's the link
http://www.ujnews.com/html/index.shtml
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I am not going to our annual company party at the Marriott(Burlingame) tonight. Although I do like some of the people, good food; just not in mood. But then again I'm feeling guilty about not going. Then of course it gets a bit boring when the dancing starts. Although I danced quite a bit last year, it's a bit uncomfortable with employees. Most have their spouses, or significant others. I'd rather dance with men :o) This is sort of like a gay man going to a straight wedding. You feel like a 3rd wheel.
So tonight there is another Toy Drive, at the Powerhouse. So will go to that, then home early for my gym appt at 8am on Saturday.
cellboy: (Dali)
Not sure why I have thought of this. But in the 80's, before cell phones, we had pay phones and calling cards. So one day, while I was out previewing property in Cupertino (when I sold real estate), I stopped off at a very very very small bar called the Silver Fox, to go to the bathroom. This was a very very very small gay bar, the only in Cupertino. Walking distance from Apple. Almost as small as the In Between in Oahu, HI. In fact the dance floor was just a bit larger than that of the old Phoenix in SF. Anyway, after I left the bathroom and bar, I needed to contact someone at their work, to tell them about a great property I found. But I forgot the phone number. So I used the pay phone (remember those?) out front. But with my calling card (which I still have and I still remember my PIN). This nice gentleman at 411, answered. Hello my name is "whatever", may I help you. I asked him for the number and he searched. He then gave me the number. That was before they would switch you over to an automated system, spitting out the number. After he gave me the number, he said "I hope your having a good day". I said. "I am". Then he said, so what are you doing in front of the Silver Fox?". I was speechless. I had just come out to me maybe a few months ago, so of course, duh! I told him I was working etc. He then said that I had a nice voice, and that he lived in San Jose.....etc. He was actually hinting, and trying to pick me up??
OY! Wonder if his call was monitored? Did he keep his job?

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