San Diego Pride

I recently attended San Diego's pride festival of 2007. It was nothing less than amazing. I went down with two of my very sexy and very fun friends, Ben and Ethan. We made a little road trip out of it. By little I mean a six hour drive from Las Vegas to San Diego. It was fun. I rode with Ethan in his little Ginch-mobile. That car has to be the cutest thing I have ever seen in my life.

We had a good trip there. When we got there we all crashed from travel exhaustion. I am going to tell you all a secret. You know, actually, I have been saying that a lot lately. I guess if I do tell a secret on here, then it isn't really a secret is it? Well, here is my used-to-be secret. I am a sleepwalker. I walk, talk, and beat my bedmates up in my sleep. The first night wasn't so bad. I just made strange noises. The second night I was stealing pillows and yelling about my hair. The third night, and this is the best part of the entire trip; well, I like chronologicality, so I will save that for the end.

Right now I want to talk about pride itself. I was with my friends and we were selling Ginch Gonch. We shared a booth with Just Us Boys. They were selling ID Lube. It was a beautiful combination. Hehe. So anyway, the first day, Saturday, we got there ad we were swamped with fans and people wanting to buy undies. Well, when I say we I mean the boys were swamped with fans and us other two were selling underwear. I am going to be truthful, it kind of made me feel insecure. I am never about making statements or pushing the envelope or myself when it isn't my place. I really felt out of place on Saturday. To add to this, Brent Corrigan's "boyfriend"(I am not sure what terms to use for what they constitute as a relationship, being I only met them both once and I was drunk.) says from the mob in front of the booth, “Blair!". I got all excited thinking one of my fans actually recognized me and wanted to say hello. I gazed up... it was only Brent's lover daddy. He handed me a promo card for Brent’s new site and says ,"Just wanted to give you that". I made it a point to look disgusted and threw the card angrily under the table. What kind of a gesture was that? Was he suggesting that I go to this site and go all goo-goo eyed over Brent Corrigan? Maybe he was trying to give me epidemic access to feed my ever growing interest in Brent. Haha. I was confused and by this time I was perturbed. Pride was turning out to not be all that fun. Then Sunday came along.

Sunday was a completely different story. It wasn't as crowded in the adult section where we were for some reason. I got to see some of my porn friends, Lex Sabre and my brother Tyler Mason along with Cody Fallon, Tommy Blade, and all the hot little twinks from Helix Studios. I even had a couple people who wanted to take pictures with little ol' me!

I was pleasantly surprised and very humbled. Probably the best part of the whole day was when I got a chance to be interviewed by Angel. I saw him interviewing all these other people on Saturday and God knows even that added to the pile. Angel, being the sweetheart that he is, took time to interview me. I was so happy with the questions he was asking and the chance to just introduce myself to the world. I don't get very many opportunities for that, so every chance I get is like heaven. As Oprah would say, Halleluyer!!! Haha.

This weekend was pretty eventful. But, nothing from this weekend will stick in my memory more than this. As I said earlier, I sleepwalk. I usually do this when I am sleeping in the same room with other people. I don't know why. It just happens. Well, on Sunday night I was pretty wound up emotionally. I was still feeling little snippets from Saturday and the events of Sunday were still very vivid and colorful and powerful in playing their role towards creating my emotional status. I went to sleep pretty fast. The next thing I know I am trying to crawl into bed with Ben and Ethan! I had no idea what was going on, all I knew at that moment was that I was tired and needed to sleep. I think I thought that their bed was my bed. I have no idea. That isn't even the worst part. Ethan notices the fluctuation in the pressure of the mattress and looks up to see me hovering over them. "What are you doing?", he said. "Oh My God! Sorry! I thought you were Japanese!", I stammered as I cowered back shamefully back to my bed clear across the room. It had to have been the most bizarre moments of lack of logic in my entire life. It made absolutely no sense at all. I know some of you reading this will probably jump to conclusions saying that I was trying to fuck with them or whatever, but they are seriously like brothers to me. The thought of doing anything sexually with them is so foreign to me. So there!

On Monday we all got up a little later than usual ad took it easy getting ready to go. We went down to the beach and walked around. I took off my shirt and I had a fucking farmer's tan from being stubborn at pride. See, people kept telling me to take off my shirt and run around in my skivvies. Like I said, I am not about putting myself out there when it isn't my place. I am also not about making statements when it isn't my place. Maybe I was being irrational, but I wasn't comfortable with taking off my clothes at pride. I now wish I would have just not made such a big deal of it, because I am shooting in a few weeks and I have a ghetto ass farmer's tan. Anyway, so we were at the beach and I took my shirt off and tried to even out the hideousness. No luck. We went to eat at this Greek place. There is so much Hummus and Gyros in Southern California I felt like wearing an olive branch crown on my head ad a toga on my butt. I decided that maybe that would have been a bit much. LoL. So, we did all that and made our journey back home. Last night I got back around 10pm and didn't get to sleep until about 3am. OH LOOK! Here I go again. It is almost 3 again and I think I just created a bad sleeping pattern. I wonder if I can go crawl into bed with a Japanese person to cure it. I don't know. I do know this: I am tired and beyond the point of making sense, so I am going to go now.

Goodnight, everyone. Love you to pieces.

Luv, B

MUAH!!!