Summer Sabbatical
After finishing filming “Where We Belong” I drove the 4 hours south back to LA at 3 am, to catch a flight to NYC for Pride and to celebrate the finish of my first full length-feature film. I have to admit that saying I’m  catching a flight from LA to NYC to celebrate the finish of a movie is so LA and I love it! This trip was to begin a month long sabbatical before starting a brand new chapter in my life back in LA. The porn is no more and I will be returning to school and a normal job where my clothes stay on and I repeat the same thing every day, 4 days a week.
I had big plans for NYC. It was Pride, I had friends from all over the country, there were parties every day, but the only  thing I wanted to do was hold up in my hotel room and watch the USA network. Sad right? I mean, come on, here I was in one of the biggest cities in the US, Gay marriage has just been legalized and this was how I wanted to celebrate? Yup. Exactly. Sometimes for me, the only yway I can really recharge is to be by myself. I’m a loner so  that’s what I did, I “aloned”; I avoided everyone and made sure all my posts were non location specific and had the location feature was turned off. I spent the weekend seeing select people and keeping a very low profile until Monday July 1st when I went to Ptown for the infamous week of July 4th where the boys are buffed, toned and they’re all looking like they were spat out of a GQ model making magazine machine.
Ptown is a gay Mecca and a place where I call home. I spent my twenties there every summer and made some of my very best friends there who are now spread all over the globe. I remember days, not so long ago, when I would arrive on the first day of the celebratory week and go non stop until the very end returning back to work in Boston as a shell of my former self. I often wondered, once I sobered up, if I would ever really stop the routine, calm down and grow up. I sat down with a new friend one afternoon and we discussed how now one or two days of staying up until 3am wrecks such havoc on us that the next 2 days are spent recovering and by then we’ve  used up 4 or 5 of our 7 days and that leaves us wishing for more which leads to hundreds in flight change fees and felonious calls into the office. I avoided the clubs at night opting  for porch side beers and cheese with friends. I did however attend a sunset boat cruise and pier dance that was put on by my very good David who is rumored to have put on the  last of the two. Day time events I do much better with anyhow plus I need less time recovering from them.
This year the town decided to give a week between the dolled up, polished boys of July 4th week and the grizzly scruffy bears of Bear Week so I took the break as an opportunity to go home to Ohio for some muggy, muddy weather and honest family fun. My uncle and aunt were celebrating their 70th wedding anniversary and 100 or so of my relatives were in attendance. I know I say this every time but I so love these people. Being with my cousins, who are of the same age as myself, we are reminded that it is us who are responsible now for the continuing legacy that is our family. We are now the glue that holds this massive unit together and it’s our responsibility to ensure the ongoing adhesion. God bless Facebook because now we all can meet up and talk about our lives like we know what’s  going on because we actually do. My brother and I continue to grow as grown men who are friends who happen to be related which makes me, and my Mom, very happy.
Pan to 7 days later and I’m back to Ptown for Bear Week. I arrived off the plane just in time to jump aboard another sunset cruise hosted again by my friend David and again, attended to by some of my closest friends. The week turned out to be a bit more boozy than the one 2 weeks prior but also ended up being the most bonding of them as well. I got very close to two men that I hadn’t known before and they both were incredibly moving in their own way; this town is notorious for breaking hearts and creating love. I hope to continue to see one in a purely platonic way and the other in a very romantic one. I don’t know when I’ll return to Ptown this summer as it’s a long journey and will take some advance planning due to my new job and “normal”  life but rest assured if there’s a way, I will make it happen.

Summer Sabbatical
After finishing filming “Where We Belong” I drove the 4 hours south back to LA at 3 am, to catch a flight to NYC for Pride and to celebrate the finish of my first full length-feature film. I have to admit that saying I’m  catching a flight from LA to NYC to celebrate the finish of a movie is so LA and I love it! This trip was to begin a month long sabbatical before starting a brand new chapter in my life back in LA. The porn is no more and I will be returning to school and a normal job where my clothes stay on and I repeat the same thing every day, 4 days a week.
I had big plans for NYC. It was Pride, I had friends from all over the country, there were parties every day, but the only  thing I wanted to do was hold up in my hotel room and watch the USA network. Sad right? I mean, come on, here I was in one of the biggest cities in the US, Gay marriage has just been legalized and this was how I wanted to celebrate? Yup. Exactly. Sometimes for me, the only yway I can really recharge is to be by myself. I’m a loner so  that’s what I did, I “aloned”; I avoided everyone and made sure all my posts were non location specific and had the location feature was turned off. I spent the weekend seeing select people and keeping a very low profile until Monday July 1st when I went to Ptown for the infamous week of July 4th where the boys are buffed, toned and they’re all looking like they were spat out of a GQ model making magazine machine.
Ptown is a gay Mecca and a place where I call home. I spent my twenties there every summer and made some of my very best friends there who are now spread all over the globe. I remember days, not so long ago, when I would arrive on the first day of the celebratory week and go non stop until the very end returning back to work in Boston as a shell of my former self. I often wondered, once I sobered up, if I would ever really stop the routine, calm down and grow up. I sat down with a new friend one afternoon and we discussed how now one or two days of staying up until 3am wrecks such havoc on us that the next 2 days are spent recovering and by then we’ve  used up 4 or 5 of our 7 days and that leaves us wishing for more which leads to hundreds in flight change fees and felonious calls into the office. I avoided the clubs at night opting  for porch side beers and cheese with friends. I did however attend a sunset boat cruise and pier dance that was put on by my very good David who is rumored to have put on the  last of the two. Day time events I do much better with anyhow plus I need less time recovering from them.
This year the town decided to give a week between the dolled up, polished boys of July 4th week and the grizzly scruffy bears of Bear Week so I took the break as an opportunity to go home to Ohio for some muggy, muddy weather and honest family fun. My uncle and aunt were celebrating their 70th wedding anniversary and 100 or so of my relatives were in attendance. I know I say this every time but I so love these people. Being with my cousins, who are of the same age as myself, we are reminded that it is us who are responsible now for the continuing legacy that is our family. We are now the glue that holds this massive unit together and it’s our responsibility to ensure the ongoing adhesion. God bless Facebook because now we all can meet up and talk about our lives like we know what’s  going on because we actually do. My brother and I continue to grow as grown men who are friends who happen to be related which makes me, and my Mom, very happy.
Pan to 7 days later and I’m back to Ptown for Bear Week. I arrived off the plane just in time to jump aboard another sunset cruise hosted again by my friend David and again, attended to by some of my closest friends. The week turned out to be a bit more boozy than the one 2 weeks prior but also ended up being the most bonding of them as well. I got very close to two men that I hadn’t known before and they both were incredibly moving in their own way; this town is notorious for breaking hearts and creating love. I hope to continue to see one in a purely platonic way and the other in a very romantic one. I don’t know when I’ll return to Ptown this summer as it’s a long journey and will take some advance planning due to my new job and “normal”  life but rest assured if there’s a way, I will make it happen.

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