Unconsious mutterings...

Freak :: show
Open :: sesame
Important :: Decision
Magnetism :: Animal
Lap :: Dog
Anything :: Goes
Match :: Made in Heaven
Father :: Figure
Idea :: Good
Mirror :: has two faces

Breakfast and other miscellaneous ramblings...

Woke up this morning (a first for me this weekend but that's another story) feeling refreshed and determined to enjoy today in its entirety! Jumped out of bed around 10.30am, had a shower and dressed myself. I really felt like some breakfast - unusual for me as I'm not really a brekkie kinda guy. And more specifically, felt like a ham and cheese croissant with an espresso. Not that difficult. Popped up to Crows Nest - the closest cafe area to me - to my fave cafe Crowzone. It was closed! Doh! So I wandered up Willoughby Rd trying to find 1. a cafe that was open and 2. one that served ham and cheese croissants. Not a difficult task in my mind, but apparently rather too tricky for the cafes that were open! I could get buckwheat pancakes or fennel and corn frittatas, but not a simple ham and cheese croissant! What the...?

So, drove to Artarmon, Chatswood and back to Wollstonecraft and still no luck! I ended up going to the supermarket to purchase the individual components and they didn't have any croissants so I ended up buying a loaf of bread instead. Came home and made myself ham and cheese melts and ate them, reading the paper and drinking an espresso. This all took around about 90 mins to do (from the initial leaving home to sitting down to eat), so it actually became LUNCH! Crazy! Anyway, that's my rant for the day.

Saturday night - yes, the trashy night did indeed happen! Met my friends Baz and Waz at 8.30pm at the Columbian - pretty quiet. Had a couple of G&T's there and a good chat. Left around 10pm and Baz went home - poor boy has been down with the flu and only dragged himself out of bed because he'd promised me the trashy night. So Waz and I were left, so Waz decided to take me to the Stonewall. I have heard that the Stonewall was a bit of a twink pub/club and it was true! Lots of younger guys, and a few older ones (not sure which I fit into, definitely not the "younger guys" but also don't feel like an "older guy" either)...lots of eye candy that's for sure! We had a couple of drinks and enjoyed the scenery, but then Waz decided it was time for me to meet some of the cute guys I was admiring! I'm not very good at just walking up to a strange guy and starting a conversation (nothwithstanding my adventures in Berlin and Prague) and was reluctant to do so on Saturday night. So Waz just walked up to to this reaaly good looking guy and introduced himself, introduced me and then turned away! And so I was left talking to this guy...actually a very friendly guy, from the country (Wagga Wagga), in for the long weekend with his friends. They had spent all day at the races and had ended up at Stonewall - unfortunately he was straight (which just added to the appeal) which gives rise the question as to what he was doing in a gay pub - I didn't have the wits about me to question that! We chatted for about 20 mins and then he left with his friends. Waz left shortly thereafter, but not before introducing himself and me to another guy who was standing next to me at the bar. 26 yrs old, lives just around the corner from me, works at my favourite store (David Jones') and his name is the same as mine! He's only been in Sydney for about a month and so didn't know many people. And cute as!!! So we chatted for about an hour before he too, decided to leave. By that stage, I was feeling a bit more confident and so started chatting to another guy; his friends met him later on and so chatted to them as well. The place was cranking by this stage and eventually, one of his friends said he was leaving, and asked me to leave with him! Not being the sort to say no to a good looking guy, I accepted his invitation. And so, found myself at 4 in the morning, going for it with this rather gorgeous English guy at his place in Alexandria. Ahhh, yes, the slutty stage did emerge again! Well and truly! But hey, it was a long weekend!

Last night, my friends James and Jacqui took me out for a quiet chardy and dinner at one of our local pubs, the Commodore. A most pleasant and chilled out way to spend an evening. I couldn't have handled anything too hardcore anyway, so this suited me to a T!

So the weekend has been almost exactly what I expected, in fact better in some ways! The PSB's were sensational, the Trashy Night was, well, trashy...but FUN! I can see the appeal that the Oxford St strip has to many guys, but I still don't think it's my scene. I'm too much of a dinner partying, cafe latte sipping and chardonnay swilling North Shore type to get into the club scene in any major way. Once in a while (very long while) it's fine and fun but that's it.

I certainly hope everyone else had themselves a grand ol' time over the long weekend! Look forward to reading all the reports over the course of the next few days!

The Sodom and Gommorah Show...

Well, last night I attended the Pet Shop Boys concert at the Hordern Pavillion at Fox. With friends! Yes, that's right, I did find some people to go with. It was most unexpected to be honest, I had decided to go solo when I recieved a call from a client who is also gay and has become a friend (as much as a client can be a friend...it's a fine line). He and his partner have been shopping for a new house and were going to an auction on Thurs morning, so I asked him to let me know how they went. He rang (they were unsuccessful) but we got chatting about the weekend and I mentioned that I was going to PSB. He said that he really wanted to go, but didn't think there'd be tix left. Having only just purchased my ticket about an hour previous to our conversation, I assured him that there were. He wanted to check with his partner first but 15 mins later, it was all sorted.

So, 6pm last night I fronted up to their house, they made me dinner, and we had a couple of drinks and off to the concert we went.

ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY FAB-U-LOUS!!!!!! How good are these guys, mid-40's and still pumping out great music! I read a review recently that said that their latest album, Fundamental, is their best album in a decade, pure vintage PSB, and it is a great album. The fact that they headlined the V Festival last weekend speaks volumes about their ongoing influence and relevance!

The demographic of the audience also spoke volumes about their influence and relevance...to the 30+ market. Hardly any youngsters there...lots of my age bracket up to the mid 50's - mostly gay (naturally) but still there were straight middle-aged couples there too! And the oldd 30something girl with her somewhat reluctant and uncomfortable boyfriend (and that speaks volumes about how much he obviously likes her). There was one couple like that just in front of us...he did look uncomfortable but I can hardly blame him - he was HOT and we were all checking him out! Poor boy! Daniel in the lions den and all that!

So I had a great time - danced and sang along to all their classics as well as the material from Fundamental - the encore was brilliant, culminating in "Go West", which if my memory serves me correct, was HUGE at the time of their last visit here in the early 90's. It's so anthemic and the crowd LOVED it! It's amazing to be in a crowd that is 95% male who are all singing along at the top of their voices...incredible! We came very close to drowning out the Boys - fantastic! They eventually came back on stage to take their final bows and were pursuaded to sing one last song..."Being Boring". Which just took the cake in my books - it's a song which has lots of meaning for me, for all sorts of reasons - it is a melancholy kinda song, but also very reassuring. It was a wonderful way to conclude the concert!

So night one of my long weekend in Sydney has been AWESOME! My friend Baz just sms'ed me with the time and location to meet up tonight for our trashy night out and I'm excited!

A long weekend...

It seems like EVERYONE is going away for the Easter long weekend...with the exception of poor ol' me! I've basically invited every person I know to attend the Pet Shop Boys concert with me, and they're all not going to be here! It's so depressing! I may have to go all by myself, and that's always a risky thing...Monty, in a crowd of men, couple of drinks, dancing to PSB...I'm seriously worried that the "slutty phase" will re-emerge!

Notwithstanding that fact, it should be a good weekend! Two of the friends that I went to MG with, Baz and Waz, have decided that I don't get out enough in "the scene", and so are taking me on a trashy night out on Oxford St on Saturday night! I've not really had a night out in the clubs so it should prove to be interesting at worst, and heaps of fun at best. I'm not really a clubber, however now and then, I don't mind the odd boogey on the dance floor! And having Baz and Waz looking after me should ensure that I don't mis-behave...too much!

Sunday, my friends James and Jacqui have booked me for I don't know what! My birthday is next Tuesday, so it's an early celebration of that...I'm just not sure how we are celebrating - they are not saying! Not sure if I should be worried or not!

And Monday, I'm sleeeeeeeping! Recovery! It will be bliss!

Despite Tuesday being my birthday (I shall be turning, ahem, 31...and some months), I'm not looking forward to it at all. I've had a painful tooth over the last few weeks, which has been kept at bay with the assistance of sweet drugs! (prescription drugs of course) But come Tuesday, I'm going to the Dentist, where they shall knock me out and rip out the offending molar! So methinks Monty will be a rather miserable chap on Tuesday evening! 'twill be soup for dinner I fear!

I'm rewarding myself with a post-birthday massage with my hunky masseur on Wednesday evening...ahhhhhh, massage! mmmmmmm...

Have a great long weekend everyone...particularly all you who are heading out of the city!

Changing tactics...

As intimated in previous posts, I've decided that I need to change tactics in respect of dating guys. Instead of the Scattergun approach, I think I need a more targeted approach, to continue the firearm analogy. And so I have implemented it...Monty's new dating paradigm! It's been a couple of weeks in the making actually, and so far it's working fine! And I'm enjoying myself much more. What, you may wonder, is he doing differently? Well, I've decided to stop dating a bunch of new guys each week and instead, focus on the guys I've already met. AND as my wise friend EIB suggested, I am not dating-with-relationship as the goal, but rather it's more about making friends with the guys I have met. If a relationship is going to happen, it will happen in its own time (and most likely when I least expect it). No use trying to force it - I just need to relax and enjoy the company of these guys! And there are so many benefits to meeting up with guys I've already met...let me enumerate:

1. Much less of that awkward first-time-meet type conversation. You already have an idea about his likes/dislikes/interests - there's an existing basis for conversation.
2. I've already enjoyed the previous date, so there's reasonable odds that the next date (though I can't really call it a date, just the next time we're out) will be just as enjoyable, if not more so!
3. I've already checked him out and think he's not half bad in the looks department, so again, it's all good!
4. By his agreeing to meet up again, there's a reasonable chance that he likewise enjoyed my conversation, doesn't think I look like a troll and so is willing to get to know me a bit better.
5. The more times I meet up with a guy, the more chance of a shag! LOL (just kidding)

Naturally, Monty can't completely change his spots and so to keep things interesting, I'm allowing myself one new guy per week. So, whilst I haven't jumped off the Gaydar merry-go-round completely, I'm at least slowing it down to a more manageable pace. And I'm liking this!

Unconsious mutterings...

Trembling :: Fear and-
Shut up :: -and listen
Heights :: Wuthering
Monica :: Lewinsky (is there any other response to this one?)
Delicious :: -and nutritious
Joint :: pain
Ferry :: Sydney Harbour
Bliss :: sleeping in
Rejection :: A fact of life
Satisfying :: A job well done!

Autumn....Part II...

I was reading today in the Sunday Telegraph, an article by Jacinta Tynan and it kind of resonated with me - particularly in view of my last couple of blog entries. The article was entitled "Now is the winter of the single man's discontent". The interesting thing she said was about the behaviour of men once the seasons start to change from summer to winter.

She said "Summer is the season for distraction, idleness and eternal options, hardly conducive to forging long-term commitments or making decisions of any sort. But the shift in the weather has induced a last-minute scamble as men begin to panic at the prospect of a long, lonely winter." And she identified a trend that has been noticed - the "scattergun approach." What, you may enquire, is the scattergun approach?

"The phenomenon isn't documented, but is well known. With mere weeks until winter, men aren't being discerning in their pursuit, but are firing indiscriminately, with several girls (or guys) lined up on any given weekend."

I read this article and saw me!!! This is what I have been doing up until a few weeks ago! Certainly the "scattergun approach" has been my modis operandi - lining up a plethora of dates in any given week. And summer was certainly the season for frolicking, fun, and fucking! My so-called "slutty phase". But in the last few weeks I've been feeling the urge to calm down somewhat, to actually think about something a bit more long-term, more stable and lasting. I thought it was simply a manifestation of me moving on to the next stage of my life...moving past the "slutty phase" and into "relationship phase". But perhaps I'm wrong...perhaps, as Jacinta suggests, I'm just responding to the changing seasons - feeling a need for someone to snuggle with when it gets cold. Hmmmmm...something to think about!