Well, this weekend didn't go according to plan.

And that is a good thing.

One extra day in Palm Springs due to circumstances beyond my control means one fewer day in San Diego which is  a real money saver, and it's back in TJ on Thursday for a birthday party.

And then there is the issue of dealing with not one but two long weekends in as many months.

In the US this is a three day weekend.  Exactly one month from now, it's a three day weekend in Mexico and I need to be somewhere during that time.  And here is the latest rub.  I have no idea right now if I'm getting a good airline deal.

You see, if you are in the US, and want to have a price quote for a domestic Mexican flight, it's in USD.  The only way I know if I'm getting a good deal is if I see the fare in MXN because that is how I have been seeing it over the past two and one half years.  In addition, the airlines seem to quote prices at an unfavorable rate.

This means I will have to wait until I am on a Mexican server to get the best deal.

I'll let you know how that works out.

The Funny Valentine's Day

This year, Valentine's Day and Ash Wednesday have intersected.

It was an interesting run up to this point.  I spent the last weekend of Carnaval in Palm Springs with the housemate, and celebrated with friends the end of the season now just feel out of sync now that Lent has started.  I spent the day getting laundry done and sleeping.  Hopefully I'll feel better tomorrow.

I also started Passover Cleaning with my laptop bag.  No real surprises here.  The real fun will be with my storage locker in which I need to make sure I dig out my TAP card (LA transit systems) and Clipper Card (Bay Area transit systems.)  There's money on both of them and I thought I would need the former while on the road this round.

More adventures to come.

The rest of Xmas and a bizarre trip

The rest of the trip to Houston went well.  I got to see a decent chunk of relatives and ate and drank way too much.

Then there was the trek home on Greyhound.

Between a string of delays, a driver that turned back and other irregular operations, I arrived in San Diego 17 hours late.  The pleasant surprise was in San Diego when I bought a pass and it worked on the last bus scheduled for Thursday as it left 12th and Imperial on Friday morning.  I dragged through an MD appointment and basically collapsed Friday night.

Then there was the trip to Palm Springs.

It was basically doing a favor for the former roommate in the desert.  It was not on my agenda to have sex with him.  It was not on his agenda to have sex with me.

We had sex.

The dynamic will be interested in that we both are interested in men who are some distance away.  Houston for me, Guadalajara for him.  It will be interesting to see what develops as those relationships develop.

So, right now, I'm in Tijuana waiting for a few things to happen.  Once they do, it will be interesting.

More on Xmas in Texas

Houston weather is a crapshoot.

When I arrived on Monday, I arrived in the middle of a rainstorm.  The Love Jet landed hard with the thrust reversers in full tilt boogie mode so that the landing was safe.  Tuesday was overcast, but otherwise nice.  No need for a jacket, but there WAS a need to go to Target for short sleeve shirts.

Mother nature blessed the city Wednesday and Thursday with sunshine and 70 degree weather.  I was a little irratated at that because I wanted to show my date the Menil Collection, MFA and suchlike places, on a lovely day, but he had other commitments.  Friday was also gorgeous.

Today it's in the 40s and overcast.  The prediction is for highs in the 50s and lows in the upper 30s for Christmas and then rain and icky weather for boxing day when I start the trek home.

Should make for an interesting trip back.

Life is full of adventures, I got to do some catch up with one of my cousins and the big extravaganza is tomorrow night.  Overall, I am glad the heartstrings were tugged and I am out here this year.

Yes, I AM a Native Houstonian

Greetings from League City, TX.

I am here in the aftermath of performing a mission.  You see, there was a sad little boy in Lake Jackson, TX who needed to be perked up.  As a native Houstonian, I decided to give it a try.  Sooo, Saturday morning, I made a phone call while on the Southwest Airlines web site.  Monday, I boarded a Love Jet from San Diego to Phoenix and another one from Phoenix to Houston.

The boy in question had no way to get to Houston, so it was Zipcar to the rescue.  Thanks to them, I wound up in a Volvo XC 60.

I swore it was the most Houstonian thing I have ever done.  This is because growing up in Houston, the it imported car in Houston was the Volvo.  It was a great drive to Lake Jackson to pick the boy up.  I showed him around Houston and saw his face light up in ways I never imagined.  This was especially true when I was interrupted to do some work and over the phone mentioned that I was out on a date.  I never saw someone break out in a smile that someone mentioned him positively.

Now, I am making one of my aunts happy by hanging out at her place until after Xmas, when I bus it back to SD and home for new years (and a blood draw.)

If I don't post between now and Monday, Merry Xmas.

There Is Hope After All

Roy Moore was defeated in his quest to become Alabama's next senator.

Let's call it good news that Alabama is not sending a child predator to the US Senate.  There is some decency in this world after all.

Hopefully, it is a sign that things will get a little better.

It Was 30 Years Ago Today

I'm posting this now, because I want to mark the milestone here.

30 years ago today, my parents told me to leave and never come back because they didn't want a gay kid around.

Yeah, Merry Christmas.

The only thing I could do is say, "Bye," and started an odyssey in which I wound up in Tijuana via Denver and San Francisco.  Looking back, it's been one hell of a ride.  Looking forward, the best is yet to come.

That's a better way to handle it than complain about how my parents ruined my life.

Anyhoo, it's been a long day, and I am going to get some rest.