Aphrodite-Online

Well, it's here. Kylie's "Aphrodite" is posted in it's entirety online as an NPR first listen.

http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=128109135

I'm only on the third song, but I think it's pretty amazing, as I knew it would be. Read through the article and suprised to see it reveal that there are no ballads. I hate ballads, so that makes me double happy. Can't wait till my vynils shows up along with my special edition cd/dvd. Check it out!!!!!

(Everything is Beautiful, is my favorite so far)

The CWS brings more drama than any gay bar in Omaha

Downtown Omaha has been a bit of a nightmare for the last week and a half. It always seems that people want to book events at the same time that the College World Series is taking place in the two weeks that it goes on. Great for revenue for the city, but an annoyance to those of us that live and/or work in the area. Everything is packed, people don’t know where they’re going or they want to stand around and gawk at everything in especially crowded areas like the Old Market. My Fays and I went out for lunch around noonish on Saturday and there were already scores of drunk as shit people stumbling around. Surprisingly enough, I’ve not yet seen near as much vomit on the sidewalks as I had expected. So that’s a good thing.

I was walking home at 1:30am from my job at the bar on Saturday night, takes me roughly a half an hour. My rules for night time walking are, I don’t speak to anyone for any reason that I don’t know, no iPod, no stops unless absolutely necessary. It’s not that I’m journeying through the ghetto, but I do a LOT of walking, and I know that if anything is going to happen to me, it’s going to be at that time of the day. Again, not that I’m worried about anything happening, just making sure I’m not a sitting duck.

In the time it took me to get home, I walked by or through 2 drunken arguments, one brawl in a parking lot, and was somewhat of a witness to a car slamming into God knows what. The drunken arguments were no big deal, if you’ve ever been drunk, you’ve been in one. Most notably was the guy screaming in his girlfriend’s face that she was a slutty whore for fucking his best friend 7 times. One of those guys who bawls as he screams. “Do you have any idea how bad that makes me feel!?!?!” “Let her have it,” thinks me, although I’m not stranger to being an adulterous slut myself. The other argument was nothing to remember, all I could tell that it was another lover’s spat as the girl “just wanted to be left aloooooooone”.

The brawl was weird; it looked like the Greasers Vs. the Socs, although in my case I think it was out of town boys Vs. Omaha thugs in the parking lot of Cubby’s gas station. This is really a super smart place to start fighting a half hour after the bars have let out and the cop shop is exactly one block down the street. Retards. It was a few blocks later that the car crash happened. I didn’t see it directly, but it happened right around the corner from where I was at and the sound alone scared the living shit out of me. There were a ton of people around that went running up towards the accident, so I didn’t go near it. I can’t handle that shit unless I absolutely have to. There was a car horn blaring and eerily enough, I could hear it until I walked far enough away that it was impossible to hear anymore. Reminded me of a scary movie where the killer crashes a car and smacks into the horn and everyone thinks they’re safe until the horn stops blaring (ala Halloween 5).

Anyhow, I got home without further incident, feeling lucky that for once I wasn’t part of any of the drama. I’m happy that this is the last weekend for the CWS so things can get back to normal around here. I will miss all the cute jock sightings and hearing my friends squeal over all the random hotties. Although next weekend is Pride for us, so it will be another busy weekend, yet one that belongs to “my kind”.

Mayor Applauds Bar Hours Vote - Omaha News Story - KETV Omaha

Mayor Applauds Bar Hours Vote - Omaha News Story - KETV Omaha

Not Leavin' till we're Heavin'

Starting July 15, Omaha bars will now be open an extra hour, closing at 2 a.m. rather than 1 a.m. All 7 city council members voted for this and the Mayor is applauding them for doing so. Which makes me assume that they figure they can catch more drunk drivers after 2 a.m. driving around the city than they can catch the drunk drivers that rush across the bridge at 1 a.m. to catch that last hour of power in Iowa.

I’m not complaining about this, I’m also 100% for it. Every single Metropolitan City is open until at least 2 a.m. Makes us look a little less Mayberry. And I’m REALLY digging it for the fact that I just got back in the industry. 2 extra hours a week = 8 extra hours at the end of the month, like tagging on 2 more shifts a month, my income from this job just got bumped up by 25%. Not too shabby for having been back for a week. I guess that is if they keep starting me at 9. Anyhow, I’m happy about this.

I bet the bar owners in IA are pissed, as I wonder how bars like Broadway Joe’s will fair once all the faggots stay where they are in Omaha. I know that I’ll probably never step foot in there again, as I won’t need to on the nights that I have off. But I guess that’s the only shitty part about it for me though. Now my only nights off are followed by workdays at my corporate job, starting the day at 6am. Going to have to resist the urges to close the bar, I just can’t function on 3 hours of drunken sleep anymore.

But on a different note, I was contacted by a trainer at my gym this week offering to work with me for a free session. I’m going to meet him at 9 a.m. on Sunday and see how it goes. I’d actually had the thought running through my mind about hiring a trainer to keep in check with maybe twice a month, so I guess throwing a freebie my way right about now is a good idea on their part. Who knows, with this bit of extra income, maybe I could afford to see him once a week for a few months. That’d be great.

Question for the masses: Do you tip a personal trainer? I obviously will for the free session, but after that, do you offer gratitude? And if so, how much?

Namaste Mother F’ers

One of the better things that I’ve done with my life in the last few months is take up yoga. I’d done yoga before, not really on a regular basis, but have always really liked it. I usually go every Monday and Wednesday after work for “power yoga” at my gym. The teacher is really good, actually she’s fucking insaine, but effective. She makes us hold our poses for a ridiculous amount of time. I’m always literally drenched with sweat by the time the hour long class is over.

One of the perks of these classes, besides greater flexibility, better balance, centering one’s self, and the obvious workout benefits is that there’s a guy who goes to every class that I ever go to that I think is hot as hell. Just my type, at least mid 30’s, muscley, shaved head (no guard), friendly, masculine but not intimidating. I know he’s gay, I’ve seen him out and about and he has certain characteristics. Like getting boners in the locker room while we shower off when class is over. Yes, this is one of my favorite parts about yoga class, the locker room dick show with Mr. Hottie.

One of my greatest mortal fears as an adolecent was public nudity with other males, as I was petrified of getting a stiffy for everyone to see. While I still have this fear somewhat, I’m usually in a lot greater control over my “zone” now than what I was at 13. But somehow this guy makes me lose it, and thank God he gets them too. While we talk a bit, it’s usually locker talk, and the subject of arousal has never been brought up. I mean really, what would you say? “Dude you know, sometimes it just gets hard, you know man?” like some terrible porno. And luckily we’re able to position ourselves so that we both have an available corner to “point North” to in case anyone else comes in, which really never happens though.

I would really like to take things further, outside of the locker room of coarse, but have my reservations. Should things go further or would everything get screwed up if there was a further experience? Is it better to lust after this guy for 5 minutes every couple of days when he’s all wet and soapy or try to have my jock and eat it too? I don’t know. I’d really like to talk to him some more at the very least, to show him that I have an interest. But then again, is it one of those situation when you open your mouth and you lose your boner? I don’t know, so I guess I’ll hold off until either I can’t take it anymore or he approaches me. All I know is I’ll enjoy what’s going on at this point in time and who knows, if things don’t work out maybee all of this yoga will result in the ability to perform autofalatio.

First Night on the job (again)

We’ll I go back to work at good ole’ Flixx Video Lounge tonight. I stopped in last night to meet up with Jerret and do the regular paperwork thing and to get a crash course on the video equipment that I’ll be working with. I’m relieved to know that we’re no longer using 2 DVD players hooked up to a soundboard and manually finding the DVD that you want, loading up the disc, queing your track making sure that the volume was just right through a headset because each disc seemed to fluxuate. All of this within the coarse of a 3-4 minute song (which is why I usually opted for abnormally long remixes or played songs that were back to back on the same dvd making the pause between songs rather than fading them together).

No, kiddles, we joined the new millenium and are now all digitally stored and functionable through a new thing that we call, a computer. Can you say that after me? COM-PU-TER. In fact, they have humongous playlists already set up for what they usually play on Friday and Saturday nights, comedy clips, movie clips, concert tracks, etc. etc. “Then why do they need a VJ?” asks you. Well, my Darling, I’m better than any ‘shuffle’ program. Just because it’s listed on the ‘Friday Night’ playlist doesn’t mean it will be played, and I highly doubt that hidden jams such as Bananarama or the like will be found on thus playlist. The format has changed very much to my liking, no more Latin, no more rap.

Besides, you can’t ask a playlist to “Play Lady Gaga next!!!” and it seems like a lot of songs that they have saved aren’t available because they’re not properly titled and they need someone to go through and identify the videos at some point. This is something I’m salivating over, it’s like the name that song game magnified by 50. Plus I’ll be able to download stuff and give my musical suggestions at some point, which is right up my alley. And my drinks from now on are $2.00 a pop and I can partake in moderation while playing said music. How do you beat that, really?

Anyhow, I’m really excited to be back and can’t wait to feel like I’m a part of things again. Everyone I talked to last night made me feel super welcome and acted like they looked forward to seeing what I could do, rather than act non-responsive or indifferent. Either way, my nerves are starting to act up a bit in anticipation, but I’m more excited than anything. Literally made 2 sheets of songs that I can search for if for some reason I freeze and can’t think of anything good, but honestly just phsyching myself out over it. It’s easy, it’s not going to make or break anyone or anything, but I sure hope it turns out the way everyone expects! Have a super fun weekend guys!!!

Twice Employed

Good news today. Received the word that I’m hired on again at Flixx. Almost didn’t get the word at this, on the last day of Project $20 (which turned out to be Project $25 as I had to ask a friend if I could borrow a few bucks for bus fare for the remaining week). I thought I would squeek by on the sly with my phone bill, as it was due yesterday and was still on as of this morning. Nope, right before Noon the facker shut off. The first thing that I thought of was, “What if the bar tries to call me?” as I listed tomorrow as the day I could start working, and like all things gay (such as paying due bills) we wait until the last minute to make note.

Lo and behold, I receive an Instant Message from Alisson, my friend/former co-worker/current bartender that Jarret the manager had been trying to get a hold of me and was getting a disconnect notification. How embarassing is that? At least it’s apparent to anyone with a brain that I can use this second job. Glad that I use Yahoo Instant Messanger as a work tool every day at my corporate job and most people know I always have it logged in on my work pc or my phone, when it’s working. (Note: add me if you want, whenigrowup81) Long story short, she gives me his number and I call him to find out if I got it or not.

I had initially gone in and applied as a server, as that’s what I was told they had open. While I’ll still be a server, I’ll also get to VJ. When I worked there before, I LOVED to VJ. Only there were 2 problems back then, the equipment was horrible and the night of the week that I worked was “Papi Chulo Night” playing mostly Latin Videos. Take it, I love me some Thalia, Fey, and Shakira, but I really hankered for some “real” music. Now I’m told that the equipment is new and simple, and I think that they got rid of Papi Chuloing now that the old owner who had a constant boner for Latin boys is no more. Going in tonight to learn how to run the system, hopefully they’ll let me stay all night so I can play around.

Will update tomorrow.

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