I had the oddest thing happen on Friday. About three weeks ago I was at the Mine and this cute guy stuck a trick card in my pocket. It said "love your ass. wow." So anyway he was cute so I got a trick card and wrote my name and number on it and gave it to him. He didn't say anything, just smiled. I never heard anything from him, so I forgot all about it.

On Friday I get a message on my voice mail. It's a woman. And she says "This is IP relay operator 83 with a message for Fred. Hi Fred, this is ________ I'm the guy who stuck the note in your pocket at the Montrose Mini Bar. You gave me your phone number. Please text me at ______."

Well I was like freaking out. What the fuck is an IP relay operator? So I did some checking and discovered that's what deaf people use to make phone calls. So the guy's deaf. Now I know why he didn't say anything that night.

Friday night was leather night at the Ripcord. I wasn't in a leather mood so I didn't wear my harness. Just my leather wristband. Leather night always brings in a different crowd. And a lot of women. It's weird seeing some guy getting lashed by a woman on the patio. I guess that's what they mean by pussy-whipped LOL.

I've spent most of the weekend getting ready for San Francisco. I'm going to be looking for a place to live this time out. I asked a couple of friends to keep an eye out for me and they've given me a few leads to check out. I have this one friend who has a rent controlled apartment. He only pays $1,000 a month. He gets that deal because he's considered "low income" because he only makes $60,000 a year. I figured it was some dump for that kind of money, but I was shocked when I went there. He has a beautiful 2 bedroom apartment on the 22nd floor of a downtown highrise. With an absolutely stunning view. I wish I could get a deal like that.