Los Angeles, CA --That's what we used to call Marines who went though boot at MCRD San Diego, CA. The term works well to describe me. I've been at home here in my old stomping grounds, these last few days. Although I grew up in southern Cali, I never lived in West Hollywood but it was a frequently visited backyard. There is a certain friendly, theater quality to Los Angeles witch is brought to a high focus among the gay populous of WeHo. I've been a theater Buff as long as I can remember and friendly, bordering on flirtatious. I fit right in in just about any scene.

I flew with Anamaria, one of my favorite travel companions. We met an attractive Pinoy at the airport who was also on our return flight and gave Anamaria and me a lift when our ride was unavailable. I've offered to buy him a drink or coffee (a euphemism) to show my gratitude.

Most of my time in LA was spent with Braxton Bond, the boy I was paired with for my last film directed by Joe Gage. Our chemistry then was incredible so I intended to hook up with Braxton while I was down south but didn't expect to feel as comfortable as I did with him and his roommate.

Friday night was an intimate, little house party with a bunch of twenty-somethings. Oh, to be twenty-four years old again... I'll pass, thank you very much. Saturday was movie night and some reconnecting, mostly industry talk and comparing notes on studios, directors and scene partners. Sunday, I got in some shopping and went to the beer bust at the Motherload.

While at the Motherload, Gayborhood.TV made me the subject of a street interview. I thought the young, um... lady that did the interview was quite pretty, so I included the photo above.