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Weho" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/11/halloween-in-houston-weho.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-511969828990961884</id><published>2009-10-11T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T13:59:23.476-07:00</updated><title type="text">NO H8</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jasonnoh8s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 220px;" alt="" src="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jasonnoh8s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It was overcast when I awakened this morning, both over the city of West Hollywood and in my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When I have been at my lowest, people seem to rally around me, embrace me and lift me up. But it is always at the most successful moments in my career that I seem to get the most attacked. It shouldn't matter to me, but it does. I want everyone to love me just like anyone else. It's a sick part of our humanity, that we give any power at all over to another's opinion and judgment. In truth, if we are most attacked at our most successful, then I suppose we should welcome all attackers with open arms. Usually I'm really good about realizing this, but this morning for some reason it seemed difficult to focus.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I turned on CSPAN and saw The Gay Rights Rally and was mesmerized. My problems and the dark cloud that was hanging over me dissipated in the dawning realization of my own pettiness. There are more important things to be focusing on in the world.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And just then the sun came out. A beautiful moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so wish I was in Washington today marching with my friends. I am with you all in spirit and am watching, screaming at the TV set that we must demand equality for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In America, in West Hollywood, in our own backyards, in the mirror every day, may we all rise above the pettiness and the nastiness to stop the spread of negativity and hatred, to love each other and forgive a little more than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://noh8campaign.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;www.NoH8Campaign.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-511969828990961884?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/511969828990961884/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=511969828990961884" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/511969828990961884" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/511969828990961884" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/hmMxRnQS25k/no-h8.html" title="NO H8" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/10/no-h8.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-6485105333922800741</id><published>2009-10-09T13:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T14:07:04.160-07:00</updated><title type="text">Friends In Low Places</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I've received blog comments and emails daily from people asking when I was going to comment on a very good friend of mine who was recently arrested. I had hoped to not comment at all, to let the mindless chatter be relegated to a blog that is barely visited and would be receiving no attention at all without this gossip, but when &lt;a href="http://thesword.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sword&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; told me they'd be doing a story with or without my commentary today, I decided to put in my two cents on the haters. You can read that here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/rS25X" class="tweet-url web" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://bit.ly/rS25X&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;All I can say is he's a friend and I miss him way more than I ever expected to. When I have moments of celebration in my life like today (see: &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/desk/"&gt;"News Desk"&lt;/a&gt; story about signing on as &lt;a href="http://mpa3.channel1releasing.com/hit.php?s=1&amp;amp;p=1&amp;amp;w=2010702&amp;amp;t=0&amp;amp;c=&amp;amp;section=CC1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C1R's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; publicist), I feel like there is a missing link in the small inner circle of friends with whom I personally share those moments. Unlike a lot of his friends, I had more quiet moments with him than the wild and crazy adventures. We went to the movies together every week. We had lunches where we would vent about everything wrong in our lives. We watched the entire "Star Wars" trilogy curled up on his couch the day after Christmas. I miss those times. I miss him. I hope to see him soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: I also consider the person who is trying to bring him down in his blog a friend and I wish he'd find a way to let go of his anger and find some peace within himself so he wouldn't feel the need to lash out. Whatever their history together, kicking someone when they're down and can't defend themselves when he's had the opportunity to confront him for so long seems sad and tells me he must be going through an equally hard time in his life right now. I wish him the best and hope to see him soon too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-6485105333922800741?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/6485105333922800741/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=6485105333922800741" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/6485105333922800741" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/6485105333922800741" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/6I2X3ZX6TYM/friends-in-low-places.html" title="Friends In Low Places" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/10/friends-in-low-places.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-2511190577476986144</id><published>2009-10-01T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:11:07.439-07:00</updated><title type="text">My Girl Needs You!</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE&lt;/span&gt; click here and vote for my FABULOUS hair dresser Kris from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JeJeune&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes right up, will only take a sec! &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://bit.ly/5c5qu"&gt;http://bit.ly/5c5qu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-2511190577476986144?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/2511190577476986144/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=2511190577476986144" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/2511190577476986144" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/2511190577476986144" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/4QTOs6Cdi4s/my-girl-needs-you.html" title="My Girl Needs You!" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/10/my-girl-needs-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-5712673111338529091</id><published>2009-09-30T17:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T18:37:38.534-07:00</updated><title type="text">30 Days Has September...</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/drinkup2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 220px;" alt="" src="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/drinkup2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The sun is beginning to set over West Hollywood and I'm looking back on this 30 day journey with a mixture of pride, focus and trepidation towards the future. The colors are more vibrant. The days, they last longer. My creativity is at an all-time high. My ambition is that of when I first stepped off the plane to L.A. at 18. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...A month of absolute sobriety can do a lot for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I was never a raging lush or addict by any means, but I did indulge and partake in a bit more than I became comfortable with. Everything has it's time and place and as someone who runs several businesses for a living, partying really shouldn't be at the top of one's weekly "To Do" list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Since I didn't really have a problem to begin with, it wasn't so much the sobriety itself that has made a difference in the way I see things, but moreover the self-discipline that has become a huge source of empowerment for me. Living intentionally, remaining in control, managing myself like I manage my boys really. Challenging myself really reminds me of my strength and it's something I need to do more of in every aspect of my life. If my blog is too easy to write, I need to make it harder to give something more entertaining and even more fun to the people reading it, for example! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That's not to say the haze being gone hasn't provided a lot of clarity as well. I think a lot of things that were wrong in my life or a lot of things I could have been doing better were more easily dismissed in that haze. I don't like that. I don't want things to be easily dismissed. I want to work at my optimum level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So... why ever touch anything mind altering again? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Same reason I had before. I never did it to run from anything or to supress myself. I do it because it's fun. And because, in moderation (key words!) parties with friends can be a true bonding experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...And because there will always be that Liza within me that just loves being a complete and total mess. ;-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It is, however, merely one dimension, one of many personalities I have within me. I would like to start sharing more of myself with the people I love and the people who love me and I think I've begun doing that this month with a lot of people in my life. You all know who you are. What I've shared with you of me is real and I appreciate your receiving it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Thank you all for your support over the past 30 days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I have a bottle Veuve chilling and it's calling my name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What is the saying? 30 days has September! ...Let me drink until November! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-5712673111338529091?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/5712673111338529091/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=5712673111338529091" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/5712673111338529091" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/5712673111338529091" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/UVAqstEguo4/30-days-has-september.html" title="30 Days Has September..." /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/09/30-days-has-september.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-5798446578653222531</id><published>2009-09-25T17:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T17:17:22.186-07:00</updated><title type="text">Get Our Blogs Emailed To You!</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Be the first to get the scoop! Now you can get our blogs emailed to you when they go live! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=JasonsNewsdesk"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; to have "Jason's News Desk" BLOG emailed to you daily! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=JasonsDiaryV2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; to have "Jason's Diary" BLOG emailed to you daily! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And don't forget, you can follow Jason's convos with his porn star friends all day long on Twitter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://twitter.com/jasonsechrest"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; to follow Jason Sechrest's TWITTER account!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-5798446578653222531?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/5798446578653222531/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=5798446578653222531" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/5798446578653222531" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/5798446578653222531" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/G44AFXy5dbc/get-our-blogs-emailed-to-you.html" title="Get Our Blogs Emailed To You!" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/09/get-our-blogs-emailed-to-you.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-7807872214706231198</id><published>2009-09-24T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T11:41:07.108-07:00</updated><title type="text">Thought For The Day</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Cleaning can be a daunting task, especially when so much has built up for so long. I'd done some cleaning over the weekend and still this morning, I didn't know where to begin there was so much to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I also knew after cleaning this weekend, I just didn't have enough cleaning products at my disposal to get my goal accomplished.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;But I dug in anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And there, underneath the piles, I found more cleaning products I didn't remember I'd had, more tools to help me finish the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Sometimes you just gotta dig in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-7807872214706231198?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/7807872214706231198/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=7807872214706231198" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/7807872214706231198" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/7807872214706231198" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/ifNm_AnOm98/thought-for-day.html" title="Thought For The Day" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/09/thought-for-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-8654492186361779895</id><published>2009-09-23T22:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:45:33.795-07:00</updated><title type="text">Day 23: I've Gone Nuts!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jasonisnuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 300px;" alt="" src="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jasonisnuts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I have gone completely round the bend and am more bat shit bonkers than I've ever been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what came over me this weekend but for the first time I decided to really sink my teeth into all of the affiliates I link to all over this crazy little site of mine and... well, what I tasted wasn't so sweet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After speaking with a few bloggers and learning how to run my own reports, I don't know where to begin with the amount of things I was doing wrong. But let's just say the #1 mistake was never having taken an interest in checking out any stats, reports, etc. EVER before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And now that I have, I can't stop. Now that I realize the potential for what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JasonCurious.com&lt;/span&gt; could and should be, I am back to running on four hours of sleep a night to make sure it all gets accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure being 23 days sober has a lot to do with this revelation, which I'm also kind of kicking myself for. I feel like this was staring me in the face for a really long time and I just kind of glossed right over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, I gotta tell you -- I never even really partied all that much. Maybe two nights of drinking a week, one of getting obliterated, right? I didn't even do that much and yet I seem to have missed so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely be re-evalutating my intake even after the 30 days are up. I don't plan on being an angel, but I don't want my creativity, my drive to pass me by as much as it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So forgive me, but I have to run. I am looking at each affiliate program individually and it's taking up pretty much every minute of my day this week. I'm completely nuts obsessed over all it. Fascinated by which sites are making me money, which are not -- and making a looooot of notes!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The wildest thing of all? From all the info I'm gathering, all roads are leading to a complete overhaul of JasonCurious.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh joy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-8654492186361779895?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/8654492186361779895/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=8654492186361779895" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/8654492186361779895" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/8654492186361779895" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/L3-cxLP3Smg/day-23-ive-gone-nuts.html" title="Day 23: I've Gone Nuts!" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/09/day-23-ive-gone-nuts.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-5502517345472907233</id><published>2009-09-19T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T15:12:29.001-07:00</updated><title type="text">Follow For The Weekend!</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Just because it's weekend doesn't mean you have to stop following Jason and his porn star pals! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/jasonsechrest"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://Twitter.com/JasonSechrest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-5502517345472907233?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/5502517345472907233/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=5502517345472907233" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/5502517345472907233" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/5502517345472907233" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/NEs78Twida8/follow-for-weekend.html" title="Follow For The Weekend!" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/09/follow-for-weekend.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-7320959696417779605</id><published>2009-09-18T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T06:52:35.955-07:00</updated><title type="text">Some Quiet Time</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I didn't write here in the "Diary" blog as much as I'd have liked to this week. I found myself swamped with 13 hour work days nearly every single day this week. Very productive, but quite exhausting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The good news is so many of my best friends are out of town this weekend, I have absolutely NO hosting gigs for nearly two weeks (that's a first for me in over two years!) and it happens to be the weekend of Rosh Hashanah, followed by Yom Kippur next week! I think it's the perfect weekend to relax, study, clean my apartment, clear my head. It's almost like a gift of "quiet" being laid before me as I hit the final leg of Sober Circus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabbalists and many of the Jewish faith believe that on the new year celebration that is Rosh Hashanah, we are given the gift of being born anew. We are given a new clean body, spiritually and physically. I certainly feel that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-7320959696417779605?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/7320959696417779605/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=7320959696417779605" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/7320959696417779605" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/7320959696417779605" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/oKQnvGML48A/some-quiet-time.html" title="Some Quiet Time" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/09/some-quiet-time.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-8842828230275045358</id><published>2009-09-15T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T22:03:20.110-07:00</updated><title type="text">Weekend at Chi Chi's</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/weekendatchichis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 220px;" alt="" src="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/weekendatchichis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Well, The Mans is still under MAJOR construction and this past weekend the hardwood floors were being stripped, sanded and stained so everyone vamoosed for a few days to let the workers do their thing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I crashed at &lt;a href="http://mpa3.channel1releasing.com/hit.php?s=1&amp;amp;p=1&amp;amp;w=2010702&amp;amp;t=0&amp;amp;c=&amp;amp;section=CC1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chi Chi LaRue's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which reminded me at times of being a kid and spending the weekend at my grandmother's! I get to ignore work, go to the mall, go grocery shopping, watch lots of TV and movies in bed, have late night chats and get absolutely spoiled rotten!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It's... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; what a weekend at my grandmother's was come to think of it. Wow. I forgot how much I had missed that over the past decade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;On Saturday night, we went to &lt;a href="http://herelounge.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here Lounge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; where Chi Chi was DJ'ing. I had originally thought I might break on my 30 Day Sober Challenge that evening, but after hitting the gym mid-afternoon I was pretty sure I wouldn't. I realized on the treadmill as the blood flow began to increase my brain function that it was just a matter of having either one really fun evening or an entire week of feeling incredibly empowered for not giving in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The self-discipline of not giving into every little whim and desire I may have, that's really what is so empowering. Not the sobriety. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Madonna&lt;/span&gt; once said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Fun can be really overrated."&lt;/span&gt; And I agree with that sentiment. Sometimes making it through difficulties, overcoming obstacles and stepping out of our comfort zone can bring more strength and long lasting joy into our lives than mere "fun" or instant gratification ever could. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;But there is a time and a place for everything. Another "muse" of mine, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jane Fonda&lt;/span&gt;, talks in her biography about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"the art of living intentionally."&lt;/span&gt; As opposed to being a leaf floating down a stream letting the current take you (because sometimes it can take you under), to live intentionally is to have a plan. Some nights call for a couple drinks, some call for none and some are just perfect for getting completely shit faced. But the idea is to know what kind of a night it is going to be before going into it! Because if you're not careful, if you don't live intentionally, if you let yourself be the leaf in the stream, I know for me at least, too many nights can just naturally lead to too much.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;After Here Lounge, we went to &lt;a href="http://numbersbarandrestaurant.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the manager &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Judy's&lt;/span&gt; last hoorah after party. The venue has unfortunately shut its doors and is now up for sale so this was our proper "goodbye" to the place. I loved hosting my event there (more than any other I've ever done) and I hate to see it go. I stayed amongst the wildly trashed until 4:00 am ...remaining stable as a table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I have to say, I had a LOT of fun Saturday night! More fun at Here Lounge than I think I've ever had on a Saturday, in fact. I enjoyed watching everyone get wasted and I really danced A LOT in the DJ booth with Cheech because her music was particularly off the hook! Got felt up by a lot of hot guys too, oddly! I dunno, it was just nice to be so incredibly "present" for all of the fun. More than I thought it would be. Once I was in the club, I had no desire to drink at all.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;On Sunday, after a brief brunch with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://jasoncurious.com/blackbook/andykirra.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andy Kirra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;, I went back to Chi Chi's and we watched movies. I saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"Romy &amp;amp; Michelle's High School Reunion"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"9 to 5"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; for the first time if you can believe it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"Romy &amp;amp; Michelle"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; was brill. So many great lines, I laughed out loud a lot! I expected &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"9 to 5"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; to be a lot more like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"Working Girl"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; but it was still a great movie. I'm a huge Jane Fonda fan but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Dolly Parton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; was actually my favorite of the three actresses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;We watched the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; "True Blood"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; season finale (disappointed... anti-climactic! this season every episode was brilliant but the finale was the weakest link) and then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The MTV Music Video Awards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; where I was completely blown away by the brilliance that is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lady Gaga&lt;/span&gt;. Her entire "act" and theme for this album has been the subject of fame, much of which has been inspired by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andy Warhol&lt;/span&gt;, and this performance seemed the zenith of it all. In a show that was dedicated to the memory of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;, for Gaga to do a performance of "Paparazzi" where fame becomes the death of her was just gold for me. (Did you notice the chandellier that crashed on her in the beginning of the act? What is a chandellier? A bunch of bulbs. Just like the paprazzi. Brill!) She is every artist I've ever loved all rolled up into one: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tori Amos's&lt;/span&gt; musical genius, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liza Minnelli's&lt;/span&gt; acting out her songs, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Madonna's&lt;/span&gt; performance art and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eminem's&lt;/span&gt; raw honesty and darkness. And that voice! How can someone be that talented?! I fall more in love with her every time I see her perform. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Chi Chi and I will return to Here Lounge on Wednesday night for our once a month gig taking over the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paul Nicholls&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Woody Woodbeck&lt;/span&gt; Wedndesday night spectacle that is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"GARAGE."&lt;/span&gt; She spins, I host and we've got porn star go-go boys &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/blackbook/cameronmarshall.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cameron Marshall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Justin Chambers&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nash Lawler&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lucky Daniels&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dv8casting.com/models/spencerwhitman.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spencer Whitman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason King&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lucas Knowles&lt;/span&gt; in the house from 10:00 pm - 2:00 am. If you're in West Hollywood, you better join me for a Shirley Temple! Or if you'd rather, there's a $5 open bar until Midnight! Woo hoo! ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-8842828230275045358?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/8842828230275045358/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=8842828230275045358" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/8842828230275045358" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/8842828230275045358" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/yzL8Dg8b4bs/weekend-at-chi-chis.html" title="Weekend at Chi Chi's" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/09/weekend-at-chi-chis.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-8989711415912190989</id><published>2009-09-14T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:31:19.191-07:00</updated><title type="text">Hump Day!</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jasonfromchichi5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 350px;" alt="" src="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jasonfromchichi5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I am half-way through my 30 Day Sober Challenge! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;...And no longer look like a blotation device. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;WOOT WOOT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-8989711415912190989?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/8989711415912190989/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=8989711415912190989" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/8989711415912190989" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/8989711415912190989" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/GHuNbt7yPDY/hump-day.html" title="Hump Day!" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/09/hump-day.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-471300280470941725</id><published>2009-09-10T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T18:09:27.945-07:00</updated><title type="text">I'm In Movies! ...Barely.</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/novemberson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 220px;" alt="" src="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/novemberson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I don't know if it was recently released on DVD or cable or something, but I've been getting lots of email and comments all of a sudden about a cameo I made in an indie horror film called &lt;a href="http://www.tlavideo.com/product/2-0-278887_november-son.html?sn=2360"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"November Son."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had no idea my role was prominent enough in it for people to notice (I actually haven't seen it!), so I'm thrilled I've been "spotted" by even a few peeps! It makes me want to get into acting more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So here's the story of how I came to make a small but apparently memorable (YAY!) appearance in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"November Son."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first paid acting project when I moved to L.A. was horror director &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason Paul Collum's&lt;/span&gt; first film short! It was called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Julia Wept"&lt;/span&gt; and it was recently remastered and put on a DVD called &lt;a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0001EFUUU?tag=jasoncuriousc-20&amp;amp;camp=0&amp;amp;creative=0&amp;amp;linkCode=as1&amp;amp;creativeASIN=B0001EFUUU&amp;amp;adid=1YPQAQGCB2ZXJ27D1GQF&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Something To Scream About"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; along with a very old interview of me and my co-star (then roommate, in fact!) &lt;a href="http://brinkestevens.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brinke Stevens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Jason and I have wanted to work together again ever since and never seem to be able to so instead he asked me to do a cameo as a television reporter in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"November Son."&lt;/span&gt; The footage I sent him to use for the movie is actually from an interview I did with &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/blackbook/jeffpalmer.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeff Palmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here on &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/indexxx.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JasonCurious.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! Check out the old &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Celebrity Uncensored&lt;/span&gt; episodes on &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/tv/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JC TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It was one of the first things I ever shot for the site!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Paul Collum is a GREAT director and I thank him for finding a place for me in his latest movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/dogtags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 220px;" alt="" src="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/dogtags.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I also noticed another movie I made a brief appearance in, a gay indie film called &lt;a href="http://www.tlavideo.com/product/2-0-264800_dog-tags.html?sn=2360"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Dog Tags,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is now out on DVD! I saw it last time I was in &lt;a href="http://mpa3.channel1releasing.com/hit.php?s=1&amp;amp;p=1&amp;amp;w=2010702&amp;amp;t=0&amp;amp;c=&amp;amp;section=CC1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chi Chi LaRue's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; store in West Hollywood actually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I need to go on more auditions! I used to book everything I ever went on. It was just gathering the courage to actually go ON the audition that took the most work for me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-471300280470941725?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/471300280470941725/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=471300280470941725" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/471300280470941725" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/471300280470941725" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/lbK1f9iq8wE/im-in-movies-barely.html" title="I'm In Movies! ...Barely." /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/09/im-in-movies-barely.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-7709884445213068766</id><published>2009-09-09T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T19:42:55.438-07:00</updated><title type="text">Welcome Home, Ryan Raz!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/ryantothemans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 300px;" alt="" src="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/ryantothemans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The adventure begins! &lt;a href="http://ryanraz.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan Raz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; moved into The Mans today, previously inhabited by my porn star pals &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/blackbook/andykirra.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andy Kirra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/blackbook/tristanmathews.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tristan Mathews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://shanerisk.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shane Risk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It's just a revolving door of the flesh trade here, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, I swore up and down I would never make this "the porn star house" again, but Ryan Raz is someone I really adore and admire. I've known him for quite some time now and have learned we have much in common. We both look at this business as a business, we're both wild and crazy but know when to say when, we're both very independent and like our space, and we're sharp-tongued and witty so we laugh a lot together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm grateful and happy to have him living here in what is becoming known as the gay version of the Playboy Mansion. ...Though at the moment, it looks a little more like Grey Gardens! I can't wait until the remodeling here is complete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Anyway... welcome home, Ryan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You can visit Ryan Raz's official blog and web site at &lt;a href="http://ryanraz.com"&gt;RyanRaz.com&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-7709884445213068766?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/7709884445213068766/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=7709884445213068766" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/7709884445213068766" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/7709884445213068766" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/_I11S2jobMM/welcome-home-ryan-raz.html" title="Welcome Home, Ryan Raz!" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/09/welcome-home-ryan-raz.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-4149028542178617781</id><published>2009-09-08T22:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:50:56.677-07:00</updated><title type="text">Sing Happy</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jasonmike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 220px;" alt="" src="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jasonmike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;SO much fun last night! I wish I could co-host the karaoke night at &lt;a href="http://mjsbar.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MJ's Bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; Monday night, but then it wouldn't be a special thing when the porn stars "invade" the event every now and then! It is by far my favorite thing I host right now though. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kenny Morse&lt;/span&gt;, the host, is a dream to work with, the vibe is so chill, no stress and the crowd is so openly happy to be there. (Maybe we can do an every week "porn star karaoke" event elsewhere sometime soon! Will have to talk to the promoter &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anthony Lopez&lt;/span&gt; about that!) Amazing performances last night from &lt;a href="http://dv8casting.com/models/joshgriffin.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Josh Griffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (whose new boyfriend was also in tow - such a hunk, must get him into movie making!), &lt;a href="http://dv8casting.com/models/spencerwhitman.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spencer Whitman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (totally sang in his underwear!), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason King&lt;/span&gt; (you'd think he was going to surgery he was so scared to be up there singing!), &lt;a href="http://mpa3.channel1releasing.com/hit.php?s=1&amp;amp;p=1&amp;amp;w=2010702&amp;amp;t=0&amp;amp;c=&amp;amp;section=CC1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Channel 1 Releasing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; exclusive &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vance Winter&lt;/span&gt; (who literally reminded me I have a libido when sober, he's so hot always!) and even my fave fab photog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://behindthetball.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tom "T Ball" Trevor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; gave us his rendition of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Gypsies, Tramps &amp;amp; Thieves." &lt;/span&gt;SO fun, I oddly felt buzzed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Alas, I was not. Week two of Sober Circus began with a bang today! I got back to the gym which cured me of my early evening sleepiness with all that blood pumping. After tooling it out to the valley to host my live web talk show &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/tv/bottomsup.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Bottoms Up!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here on &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/indexxx.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JasonCurious.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with my guest &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/blackbook/robromoni.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rob Romoni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I talked &lt;a href="http://mpa3.channel1releasing.com/hit.php?s=1&amp;amp;p=1&amp;amp;w=2010702&amp;amp;t=0&amp;amp;c=&amp;amp;section=CC1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chi Chi LaRue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; into getting a purse she saw yesterday at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Grove&lt;/span&gt; she really wanted. Went back to pick it up and then to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fat Fish&lt;/span&gt; in West Hollywood for din din. Now home for blogging and off to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More tomorrow!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-4149028542178617781?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/4149028542178617781/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=4149028542178617781" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/4149028542178617781" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/4149028542178617781" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/PAl4jAttkvw/sing-happy.html" title="Sing Happy" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/09/sing-happy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-8721485358968157705</id><published>2009-09-07T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T15:32:47.363-07:00</updated><title type="text">My Three-Day Weekend</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jasonkinggraumanns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 220px;" alt="" src="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jasonkinggraumanns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Went to see &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"District 9"&lt;/span&gt; last night in the big &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Graumann's Chinese Theater&lt;/span&gt; with my friends &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Essay&lt;/span&gt;, writer &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Williamson&lt;/span&gt; and porn star &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason King &lt;/span&gt;(pictured here). Interesting to say the least! A lot of passion put into the movie and a throw back with the puppetry and low-budget sets to the original &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Star Wars"&lt;/span&gt; I thought in many ways. But still, really silly and unintentionally funny at points. Definitely will be a cult classic I'm sure and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"District 10"&lt;/span&gt; is no doubt on the way. This was the second movie I saw this week actually, as I also caught &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Final Destination 3D"&lt;/span&gt; with Essay, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paul Kingrey&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kabbalah Nick&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/blackbook/andykirra.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andy Kirra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; earlier in the week. If you're in Los Angeles, you should definitely see it at the Mann's Chinese 6 in Hollywood if you get the chance. They have the D-Box seats there that buzz to scare you and move with the motion of the movie. The concept was originally employed by horror movie maker &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;William Castle&lt;/span&gt; (with lesser technology) for movies like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"House on Haunted Hill"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"The Tingler."&lt;/span&gt; I always wished I'd been alive to see those theatrical releases with all their gadgetry, so this was a real thrill for me!       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mpa3.channel1releasing.com/hit.php?s=1&amp;amp;p=1&amp;amp;w=2010702&amp;amp;t=0&amp;amp;c=&amp;amp;section=CC1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chi Chi LaRue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is back from New Orleans. We went shopping at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Grove &lt;/span&gt;this afternoon and had lunch at this great Greek restaurant there that I don't remember liking in the past but this time the food was SO GOOD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Tonight I'm bringing the porn stars to invade karaoke night at &lt;a href="http://mjsbar.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MJ's Bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; where I'll be co-hosting from 10:00 pm - 2:00 am! Performances by &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/blackbook/robromoni.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rob Romoni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason King&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vance Winter&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dv8casting.com/models/spencerwhitman.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spencer Whitman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/blackbook/tristanmathews.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tristan Mathews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and of course yours truly are in store for those looking for a fun, low-key evening to end your three-day holiday weekend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Happy Labor Day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-8721485358968157705?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/8721485358968157705/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=8721485358968157705" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/8721485358968157705" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/8721485358968157705" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/-1AdXO8s1Ew/my-three-day-weekend.html" title="My Three-Day Weekend" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/09/my-three-day-weekend.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-9089471084653962145</id><published>2009-09-06T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T18:24:02.481-07:00</updated><title type="text">The Sober Circus</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jasonhostsindustrysat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 300px;" alt="" src="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jasonhostsindustrysat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So on August 31st, while hosting a night of porn stars invading the karaoke show at &lt;a href="http://mjsbar.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MJ's Bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in Silverlake (I'll be back there for round two this Monday at 10 pm, FYI), I made a pact with &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/blackbook/andykirra.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andy Kirra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to see if we could go 30 days being 100% sober. As word got out, a few of our friends decided to join us in our 30 day sober challenge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today is Day 6 and of the 7 people who joined in the challenge, we are two of only 3 people left! Yikes! LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This is not some major lifestyle change for me, nor is it something I'm planning to do for the rest of my life. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Trust me, I have an event with Brent Everett in San Diego on October 3rd that I plan on going crazy for!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I've never had a problem with moderation. Drinking a couple drinks to get a buzz on and calling it quits is not foreign to me, nor is getting completely shit faced. So why exactly am I doing it? Well, because, between the days I'm just getting a buzz on or the days I'm getting shit faced or the days where it's anything in between, the days of it being "nothing at all" just seem to be getting fewer every month!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So I suppose it's to prove to myself that I can. No one ever really thinks they're an addict and it's good to challenge yourself so you know the truth. I mean, I expect it to be uncomfortable and trying at times, but gosh what if I couldn't actually make it 30 days?! No denying then that I would have a serious problem. On the flip side of that coin, if I can make it that long, then there is also no denying that I don't have one! And yippee for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be documenting the journey here throughout the month, of course. Something that has helped me a lot with it right off the bat is getting back into spiritual study. I sat down Friday night with intentions of reading the beginning of a new Kabbalah book for 30 mins. or so. Four hours later, I had finished the thing! It was a great reminder of how when we look to things outside of ourselves for happiness, we are living in a slave mentality. We can have a receiving/slave-like mentality or a sharing/God-like mentality. Lord knows I hate playing the victim, so that woke me up pretty fast to any immediate temptations that said "To hell with this sober bullshit!" I'm not looking to play slave to anything or anyone in my life ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I made it over my most massive hurdle yet just last evening, hosting my biggest night of the week, "INDUSTRY" at &lt;a href="http://eleven.la/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eleven Nightclub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, as I do every Saturday, for happy hour no less! I'm not someone who stays in and whoops it up all by myself! I do it in social settings with friends and often when out throwing parties. So to make it through the biggest party night of my week on iced coffee and shirley temples was... at times a chore, other times fun and ultimately incredibly empowering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad (and lucky) it didn't feel impossible at all or even all that tempting. Which leads me to believe I'm probably not an addict at all and have merely been incredibly indulgent over the past two years, ever since hosting at bars and nightclubs became such a massive part of my life. Not that this makes it any better. If anything, I feel it makes my behavior even more abhorrent. At least an addict can say it's something they can't help. If I've just been indulgent, then I have no real excuse and have basically just been a pig. ...Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm a little tired of being a pig. (In several areas of my life, ahem!) I don't know where in the past couple of years I just decided to stop exercising will power, but now that I've discovered it again, I remember that it's truly more empowering than any drink or drug could ever be. To be challenged is to remind us of how much strength we actually have. How had I forgotten how stepping out of our comfort zones is what brings the bliss? It is, after all, how I got to this indulgent state in the first place. But as they say, all things in moderation, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... to fill you in on where I'm at so far on this journey, it's been nearly a week and my head is much clearer than it's been in a long time, I feel like there's tons more time in the week to get things done (less time spent out playing and in recovering) and I find myself getting very tired around 6:00 in the evening most nights. I hope to combat that by getting back to the gym this week, eating a little more healthy and getting my blood circulating a little more! I'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to challenge! ...Also known as opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-9089471084653962145?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/9089471084653962145/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=9089471084653962145" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/9089471084653962145" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/9089471084653962145" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/sIfpiSgk59g/sober-circus.html" title="The Sober Circus" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/09/sober-circus.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-5925557333610688160</id><published>2009-08-20T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:13:34.432-07:00</updated><title type="text">Scenes From A Weekend (That Began On A Wednesday)</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/camweek0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 350px;" alt="" src="http://jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/camweek0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Last week was a blast! It seems like all of my friends were in town for the week. &lt;a href="http://partywithbrandon.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brandon Baker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bobby Clark&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ryanraz.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan Raz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dieselwashington.comn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diesel Washington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://francoisagat.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Francois Sagat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://onecuteescort.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rusty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... just to name a few! Wednesday night was a big &lt;a href="http://rentboy.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RentBoy.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; party at &lt;a href="http://mickys.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Micky's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which I stopped by briefly with &lt;a href="http://chichilarue.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chi Chi LaRue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Thursday I talked &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/blackbook/andykirra.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andy Kirra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; into taking off work early to come meet up with Brandon and crew for lunch at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hamburger Mary's&lt;/span&gt;, which turned into an afternoon of boozing it up at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Mans&lt;/span&gt; with Andy. Friday I met up the posse again for lunch at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tender Greens&lt;/span&gt; in West Hollywood, drinks at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fiesta&lt;/span&gt; with my buddy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Essay&lt;/span&gt; and then watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Not Another Gay Sequel."&lt;/span&gt; Saturday night was my weekly gay porn event &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"INDUSTRY"&lt;/span&gt; which I'm now hosting at &lt;a href="http://eleven.la"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eleven Restaurant &amp;amp; Nightclub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; every Saturday from 6:00 pm - 11:00 pm. Our second week and just as slammed as our first! So many peeps I adore came out who I don't usually get to see... &lt;a href="http://perezhilton.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perez Hilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rob Novinger&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steven Walker&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Francois Sagat&lt;/span&gt;. When the event was over we tooled it on down to &lt;a href="http://herelounge.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here Lounge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for club guru &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paul Nicholls&lt;/span&gt; birthday where Chi Chi was DJ'ing. I planted myself in her DJ booth and danced more than I have in a long, long time the music was so phenomenal. Hung at Essay's after party with none other than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin Williamson&lt;/span&gt; of whom I am such a huge fan. What an adorable man he is and so talented! I auditioned when I was 18 for his movie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Teaching Mrs. Tingle"&lt;/span&gt; back when it was still titled "Killing Mrs. Tingle." Right now he's working on the next &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Scream"&lt;/span&gt; trilogy. Sunday I recovered where it all began and with the same peeps back at Hamburger Mary's for brunch. Andy Kirra and &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/blackbook/tristanmathews.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tristan Mathews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; joined and we made a day of it!  
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&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm off to Arizona where I'll be hosting with Chi Chi and &lt;a href="http://mandiboomboomxxx.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mandi Boom Boom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"PornoPalooza"&lt;/span&gt; weekend at &lt;a href="http://mywoodysaz.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Woody's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in Tucson on Saturday night at &lt;a href="http://bswest.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BS West&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in Scottsdale on Sunday night... with a whole gang of porn stars and friends.
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&lt;br /&gt;It never stops. Ya gotta just love it and hold on tight for the ride. Such is life.
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&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my friends for capturing these moments, especially &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://behindthetball.blogspot.com"&gt;BehindTheTBall.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who always seems to snap at the perfect moment! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-5925557333610688160?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/5925557333610688160/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=5925557333610688160" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/5925557333610688160" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/5925557333610688160" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/h1DN1squHQw/scenes-from-weekend-that-began-on.html" title="Scenes From A Weekend (That Began On A Wednesday)" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/08/scenes-from-weekend-that-began-on.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-4011098933560038949</id><published>2009-08-11T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:51:09.062-07:00</updated><title type="text">Emotional Rollercoaster</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;MINUS: Having to wake up at 8:00 am when I could have really used an extra hour of sleep. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;PLUS: Looks like &lt;a href="http://mandiboomboom.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mandi Boom Boom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; may be able to secure my trip to Tucson, AZ with Chi Chi LaRue after all. It was touch and go there for a bit! &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;MINUS: The 9:00 am noise of the construction workers here at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Mans&lt;/span&gt; driving me so bat shit I wanted to seriously throw myself out a window. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;PLUS: Found enough time to blog on the &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/desk/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"News Desk"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; before heading out for the day. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;MINUS: One of my &lt;a href="http://dv8casting.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DV8 Casting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; models had to be replaced today. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;PLUS: &lt;a href="http://dv8casting.com/models/joshgriffin.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Josh Griffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; picking me up and accompanying me on all errands today so I don't have to drive all over. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;MINUS: Another one of my DV8 Casting boys couldn't confirm for a shoot I was hoping to book him on due to a kink in his schedule. Had to call the studio and tell them. They were disappointed because he's new and hot.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;PLUS: He switched around his scheduled and managed to confirm. Had to call studio and tell them it's back on. (Is this really a plus? ...I'mma try to look at it that way!)
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&lt;br /&gt;MINUS: Lied to by a friend. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;PLUS: They love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"INDUSTRY"&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;a href="http://eleven.la"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eleven Restaurant &amp;amp; Nightclub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and will work with us as much as possible. Our meeting with them went very well. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;MINUS: The reality TV show film crew shooting behind the scenes of my web talk show &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/tv/bottomsup.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Bottoms Up!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tell me they will be arriving an hour late just as I show up at the studio exactly on time. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;PLUS: Had a great show, specifically some really amazing moments for the reality show's footage. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;MINUS: Come home to find hardwood floors stripped and sanded in the hallway without proper protection to the door to my room. Open the door and there's a thick layer of wood dust all over everything in the entire room. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;PLUS: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"True Blood"&lt;/span&gt; was amazing.
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&lt;br /&gt;MINUS: I'm wishing it were still weekend.
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&lt;br /&gt;Look at us in all our ridiculousness! ...What a pair.&lt;/span&gt;
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Yes, the video blogging has returned to &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/jasoncurious"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YouTube.com/JasonCurious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - click the subscribe button there so you can be the first to get them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Here's one with me and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheech&lt;/span&gt; in Seattle getting ready for the big Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence event at The Cuff Complex (where she was made a Saint!) the weekend previous and another one with my mom taken just minutes ago here in Florida where I'm on vacation for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Actually, I don't really know what a vacation is anymore, so I'm sitting here on my computer working, blogging, answering emails and haven't even been here for an hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;But mom's making banana chocolate chip bread and then her famous lasagna and we're catching up here in the kitchen while I'm blogging away! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nm82cHOm6CU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nm82cHOm6CU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUx03Jn7q8o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUx03Jn7q8o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-4777276849693086232?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/4777276849693086232/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=4777276849693086232" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/4777276849693086232" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/4777276849693086232" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/ZPFR3n1PWzo/return-of-video-blogs.html" title="Return of the Video Blogs!" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/07/return-of-video-blogs.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-7888368269470427632</id><published>2009-07-14T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:23:21.869-07:00</updated><title type="text">I Have The Best Friends Ever</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/ridgeandsechrest.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 300px;" alt="" src="http://www.jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/ridgeandsechrest.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am really excited to head to San Diego tomorrow morning with &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/blackbook/jasonridge.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason Ridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Not just because we're going to be seeing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tori Amos&lt;/span&gt; together, but because I'm actually anxious to just spend two days with one of my friends without the distractions and other people that West Hollywood and the porn industry bring. It's been a very, very long time coming (remember that video blog? ...and I was also his publicist that got him on &lt;a href="http://howardstern.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"The Howard Stern Show,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and I was the first person to ever interview him &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/tv/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my web show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and hosted his &lt;a href="http://theater.aebn.net/dispatcher/movieDetail?movieId=87405&amp;amp;theaterId=17295"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Best of Jason Ridge"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; video for &lt;a href="http://jettblakk.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jett Blakk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -- talk about history!), but Jason and I have grown up a lot and are very good friends these days I'm happy to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;This entire trip from soup to nuts (that includes a massive suite and 2nd row seats!) in fact is courtesy him and I'm not sure what I ever did to deserve that but it's nice to feel taken care of as someone who is so often in a line of work that involves taking care of so many other people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm also being treated to Seattle this weekend by one of my best friends, &lt;a href="http://mpa3.channel1releasing.com/hit.php?s=1&amp;amp;p=1&amp;amp;w=2010702&amp;amp;t=0&amp;amp;c=&amp;amp;section=CC1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chi Chi LaRue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! I've never been before and we'll be going along with &lt;a href="http://dv8casting.com/models/joshgriffin.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Josh Griffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and meeting up with our mutal friend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chelsia Hart&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sister Roma&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence&lt;/span&gt; for an evening at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cuff Complex&lt;/span&gt; this Saturday. Josh Griffin in fact, who is another one of my very best friends, hails from Seattle so he will be showing us around for the weekend and taking care of us, so I'm very excited about that trip too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I then have a week back in L.A. before I head to Florida to see my mom for an entire week. It's been a year since we've seen each other and that's the longest in my life so I'm looking forward to some quality bonding time and a nice vacay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Travel, friends, family, music, laughter, food ...I'm so blessed! Turining out to be quite the Summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-7888368269470427632?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/7888368269470427632/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=7888368269470427632" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/7888368269470427632" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/7888368269470427632" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/kDxUFwYWQ5s/i-have-best-friends-ever.html" title="I Have The Best Friends Ever" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/07/i-have-best-friends-ever.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-5962078236842435407</id><published>2009-07-06T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:19:01.836-07:00</updated><title type="text">Speaking of Independence...</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I had recently decided I needed to do an entry here about how my personal views on sex and romance have changed so drastically in the last year; the change being that I don't seem to crave either at all anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bygone are the days of going to clubs with the intentions of finding a hot boy to bring home, much less go to dinner with as if I have time for small talk. Part of this is probably that I will turn 30 this year and many of my friends tell me that sex becomes much less important as you hit that point in life. Working in porn contributes to it as well I'm sure. I've had sex with literally every kind of guy I've ever wanted to have sex with and I've lived out pretty much every fantasy I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lived in love and I've lived single and am aware neither are easy so I can't say I prefer one to the other. Both have their advantages and disadvantages. I see some people so much younger than I who believe finding a boyfriend will fix all their problems. The truth is, it does fix a lot of problems, but it also creates new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very lucky in that I am never lonely for some reason, even when I spend a few days without leaving the house. I've always been that way. I like being alone and even in relationships, I require a lot of personal space and alone time. I don't have that gene that "needs" someone. That's not to say I don't crave attention (clearly, I do!), but I get that fix from work. In life though and love, I am incredibly self-sufficient. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And let's face it, with all the different facets of my career I don't have much time in my life to really devote to love. I prefer putting that energy into my friends, my career and my own personal discovery and growth. Partnerships take work to be done properly, they require selflessness and putting the other person before you. I also often think it wouldn't be fair of me to expect anyone to even be in a relationship with me. I'm not the easiest person in the world to deal with and my schedule, my lifestyle and career don't help that much either for people who aren't a part of my bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I've written here before, as far as I'm concerned I have no desire to be in a relationship unless I feel like I don't really have a choice in the matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;If you can't help it, then you're in love.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And since there are few things I love celebrating more than my independence, I was very much looking forward to taking a three day weekend and whooping it up with my pals in the spirit of my free spiritedness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jbhotness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 220px;" alt="" src="http://www.jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jbhotness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The madness began Thursday evening. I had my photographer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://behindthetball.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thomas "T Ball" Trevor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; stop by The Mans to take pics of a new boy for my &lt;a href="http://dv8casting.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DV8 Casting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; agency named &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lance Bennett&lt;/span&gt;. The stud was supposed to leave the next morning but was dying to stay for the 4th of July so I helped arrange for him to stay until Monday morning and we proceeded to meet up with porn star &lt;a href="http://ryanraz.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan Raz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who was also in town, my friend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Essay&lt;/span&gt; and a few others at &lt;a href="http://clubtigerheat.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tigerheat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the music at Tigerheat, I love the layout of the club and I'm friends with most of the dancers, but I hate really big crowds so I tend to spend most of the evening with the head dancer, &lt;a href="http://dv8casting.com/models/joshgriffin.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Josh Griffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (another DV8 Casting boy I happen to represent) downstairs in the dressing room. Josh was pretty busy that evening, as were the other dancers and after a couple of hours we decided to head to Essay's for an intimate after party that lasted just long enough. I love heading home as the sun's coming up. I don't so much like heading home when the sun is already out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/indep1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 220px;" alt="" src="http://www.jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/indep1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The next morning I fell out of bed, screamed "Marix!" at the top of my lungs and Essay somehow heard me from a few miles away. I jumped in the shower, he picked me up and we headed to Marix for a fabulous Mexican lunch to cure our hangovers. While there, I had one of those rare moments where I'm incredibly decisive. I put down my drink, straightened my back, looked straight at Essay and said, "I'm going to have a pool party." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"Really?" he asked. "When?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"Right now!" I answered. "Why the fuck not? I have a pool at The Mans and I never use it! It's 4th of July weekend. Let's have people over." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/indep2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 220px;" alt="" src="http://www.jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/indep2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Though little time was spent by the pool and most was spent in my gorgeous air conditioned room listening to music, chatting it up and partying our asses off, within an hour or so, we were joined by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joe Kenan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://partywithbrandon.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brandon Baker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dv8casting.com/models/chaseharding.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chase Harding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (one of my latest additions to DV8 Casting), &lt;a href="http://jasoncurious.com/blackbook/tristanmathews.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tristan Mathews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dv8casting.com/models/shanerisk.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shane Risk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Josh Griffin, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bobby Trendy&lt;/span&gt;, Ryan Raz and a new friend/potential-discovery of mine &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kennedy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;There's nothing better than being surrounded by your friends, making sure they are safe, having a good time and sharing memories you'll never forget. I was especially grateful that Brandon Baker had made it out for the weekend. He lives in Vegas and I don't get to see him nearly as much. Absence truly does make the heart grow fonder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;We dispersed a bit later so everyone could change and get ready for an underground underwear party we were invited to later in the evening. It was decided we would all meet up again at &lt;a href="http://thehustlecontinues.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for a quick drink and head downtown from there. At Numbers we met back up with my hot newbie Lance from the night before as well as his friends and then it was off to the party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Aside from someone throwing up in the car on the way there and not being able to take any alcohol upstairs in this three story loft, this part of the evening was a joy. It was ok, actually. I ran into so many people I knew there who I had not expected to see. The more people I know in a crowd, the less likely I am to be uncomfortable in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;What was more fun though was Joe Kenan's house after. When the boys weren't getting more naked to put on a show, there was a magician who kept doing card tricks and bending spoons. ...No joke. We find a good time don't we? I had such an unExpectedly good time in fact that I decided to head out after and go to a club called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scandal&lt;/span&gt; with Brandon and Essay. At this point, it's 4:00 in the morning so as you can imagine I'm threeee sheets to the wind. A real hoot and a half. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;We didn't stay long though. Brandon was done and ready to head out pretty quickly and I had for some reason decided very early in the evening that I was going absolutely nowhere without him. I do tend to attach myself to a friend and make it "our" evening. I don't think I've ever gone out and just jumped from crowd to crowd or person to person throughout the night. I need someone there from beginning to end for familiarity. Tonight I'd decided it would be Brandon. Thankfully, he was okay with that and maybe even a little amused by whatever planet I was on by 6:00 am.  Again, the sun was coming up (what a fucking BEAUTIFUL morning that was too! the dew on the bushes and the pinkness of the sky and looking out from the view of the Mans over all the little houses and all the big buildings above me and the... "Jason, open the door." Oh yeah!) and here I was just rolling into bed with Brandon Baker! I'm glad he decided to crash with me for the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Brandon had taken really good care of me at &lt;a href="http://rentboypoolparty.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The RentBoy.com Pool Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in Palm Springs last month so it was nice to take care of him, even if only a little. I got him water and an extra blanket so he wouldn't be too cold (I like to sleep with it freezing in my room bundled up under lots of blankets) and apparently I sang him lullabyes too! "Heal the World" was a favorite, as well as a ballad version of "Just Dance" that I came up with off the top of (what was left of) my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Finally I literally forced myself to go to sleep. It was the first time I've slept in a bed with anyone in a very, very long time. Even when I have had sex with people, I don't like to cuddle after because I don't see the point in pretending there's some emotion involved when I just met the person mere hours before! On top of which, I don't sleep well at all next to someone. I hate hearing them breathe and I hate how hot they make the bed and I hate when they touch me. I know! I have some serious issues. Whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;But I have slept in the same bed as Brandon before and because he's such a good friend, there are actually real emotions there. I would so much rather sleep in the same bed as one of my best friends then some random stranger I just fucked. Sleeping with a friend, you feel comfort, security, true warmth. You truly care about the person next to you and they care about you. So I sleep like a baby. And so did he. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;We slept late, laid in bed forever until we absolutley had to go grab Chase and Kennedy from Brandon's hotel room. We went to lunch at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cheesecake Factory&lt;/span&gt; in Beverly Hills where we met up with Ryan Raz and by the time that was over, it was already time to get dressed and head to Numbers for my weekly Saturday event, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"INDUSTRY." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;After the insanity of the last couple of days, Brandon and I both decided to take it easy for the night. I barely had two or three drinks the entire evening which was nice, but made it drag and made the people not taking it easy so much more difficult to deal with. But the fireworks were fun, you could see them from the glass walls in the back since Numbers is on the second floor. And Josh Griffin coordinated some amazing boys, got a gorgeous cake for everyone to eat and did a wonderful job on decorations as always. God bless him for being my right hand man always. I honestly don't know what I would do without him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;At long last, the evening ended. Brandon let Chase Harding and Kennedy have his hotel room and spent the night at my place again where we fell asleep in bed watching the early 80's horror movie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"The Hunger."&lt;/span&gt; One of my faves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jasonandjoek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 220px;" alt="" src="http://www.jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jasonandjoek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Late breakfast with Bobby Trendy&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and Joe Kenan in West Hollywood. Brandon had some other friends to meet up with before he left town so Joe Kenan and I babysat Chase and Kennedy for a bit and had another fun filled day of partying and watching horror movies at his place. Brandon showed up and hung with us for short while before he decided it was time for him to head back to Vegas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And thus concluded my spontaneous action packed Independence Day weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jasonandbrandon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 220px;" alt="" src="http://www.jasoncurious.com/free/newsdesk/jasonandbrandon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I came home to find Brandon had made the bed and I think seeing that just might have actually been the highlight of my weekend. It's the little things, ya know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I crawled into bed, stretched and said my prayers as I do every night. And every night in bed I think to myself how lucky I am that I have this big bed all to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;But I didn't think that last night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-5962078236842435407?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/5962078236842435407/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=5962078236842435407" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/5962078236842435407" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/5962078236842435407" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/DkEO7ABHnB4/speaking-of-independence.html" title="Speaking of Independence..." /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/07/speaking-of-independence.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-8944923665594200980</id><published>2009-06-17T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:45:45.720-07:00</updated><title type="text">A Window To My World</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It's been forever since I've updated my "Diary" blog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Part of that is because I've been really active about updating the "News Desk" blog every day Monday through Friday now since my traffic at JasonCurious.com is at an all-time high. Gotta keep 'em coming back for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the other reason I've been remiss in updating my "Diary" here is because I've become so obsessed with &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/jasonsechrest"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and have seen little point in writing a full "Diary" essay when people can see literally everything I've doing, every conversation I'm having and even pics at &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/jasonsechrest"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twitter.com/JasonSechrest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. There's truly no better window to the world of myself and my friends!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Be sure to follow me there if you're not already! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And in the meantime, I will try to get back to updating the "Diary" at least a few times a week. ;-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-8944923665594200980?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/8944923665594200980/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=8944923665594200980" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/8944923665594200980" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/8944923665594200980" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/HWNyyPGOZHY/window-to-my-world.html" title="A Window To My World" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/06/window-to-my-world.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35465273.post-5066141384776397930</id><published>2009-05-27T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:23:41.260-07:00</updated><title type="text">My First Protest March</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs006.snc1/4167_87941534676_642244676_2076423_587367_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 220px;" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs006.snc1/4167_87941534676_642244676_2076423_587367_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I made my way down into the huddled masses yesterday evening at 7:00 pm to join the Prop 8 protest march in West Hollywood. It was my first and an experience I am not soon to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After a quick stop to see friends at Fiesta Cantina, my pal &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Essay&lt;/span&gt; and I began the 7 mile trek from San Vicente &amp;amp; Santa Monica to Hollywood &amp;amp; Highland and back! At first, I was a little disappointed with the whole thing. It seemed like some of the gays were just looking for an excuse to go drink early and some of the celebrities saw it as a photo opportunity. The chanting seemed a little strange to me too. We're in West Hollywood, land of all things fag-ulous! Why are we preaching to a choir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite moment was when I saw porn star &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alessandro Del Toro&lt;/span&gt;, who seemed to have lost his shoes and was marching in the wrong direction. Keep marching, Alley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I understand, these are dark times and it's good to drink through them, all celebrities involved help a cause and regardless of where we're chanting at least it will be on the news for everyone to see that we're not going to stand for this. I get it, I get it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Still... I kept thinking, if we're going to do this, can't we be loud in our own way? I mean, the chanting "What do we want? EQUAL RIGHTS! When do we want it? NOW!" certainly got the point across, but frankly, marching at night in front of a group of 15,000 people behind me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;with a poster in my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, I wanted to start singing, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"A new Argentina! The chains of the masses untied..."&lt;/span&gt; and began to imagine how amazing it would be (and dare I even say affective and beautiful?) had everyone joined in! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But then something really special happened that I'm very lucky to have been a part of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Instead of continuing to march on the streets that had been blocked off for us, a group of a couple thousand that I happened to be in the middle of seemed to be turning around and suddenly going in a different direction. I told Essay I didn't understand why we were turning around and asked what was going on and why people were screaming to hurry! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;He explained to me that it's not a protest if you're staying on a parade route. We were about to take over another street that wasn't prepared for us and that street turned out to be Sunset Blvd. where we literally ran out into the traffic and stopped it cold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A good 50 cop cars pulled up and when they told us to move to the right, the more to the left we would move. If they tried to pull up in front of us to block us, we would go past them. They couldn't stop us and we were too close together for them to just start arresting random people. It was such an adrenaline rush, a high like none I've ever experienced except when acting and sometimes singing where you have a completely natural out of body experience. It made me realize the thing all of those highs have in common: Putting something -- be it the cause, the character, the song, the emotion, the story -- before yourself. I often lose touch with a lot of things that take me outside of myself and it was such a great reminder of how necessary those moments are in our lives where we don't care how we look or sound or what we're getting out of something. When you put your ego on the back burner and allow something else to take you over so completely... well, there's just no rush that comes close to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Not to mention it was the most exercise I've had in a year, mmkay? I'm sure that had something to do with my blood pumping as well! And how eye opening was that? That there are mornings I think I couldn't possibly find the werewithall to get on a treadmill, yet I managed to walk 7 miles! I'm clearly capable of more than I thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Once we reached Hollywood and Highland, we were given chalk by the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence and told that though we can't yet marry, in the meantime we were to write our own personal vows all over Hollywood Blvd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I choose to write:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "I VOW TO STOP HATE IN MY OWN BACKYARD!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Because though there's a specific issue we're fighting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt;, we can never forget what we're fighting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;against&lt;/span&gt; and that is our mortal enemy: Hate. And as always, if you want to change the world, the first thing you do is change what's in the mirror. An act of war is an act of war. We can't all just say we're fighting against Hate and then when someone cuts us off in traffic, flip them the bird and scream, "You stupid fuck!" out the window or we're just as hypocritical as those hypocrites we are fighting against. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When going into war, it is best to have clean hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35465273-5066141384776397930?l=www.jasoncurious.com%2Fdiary'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/5066141384776397930/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35465273&amp;postID=5066141384776397930" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/5066141384776397930" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35465273/posts/default/5066141384776397930" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JasonsDiaryV2/~3/hzQPKozIg3Q/my-first-protest-march.html" title="My First Protest March" /><author><name>Jason Sechrest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01632384112753682890</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="08122965337434602983" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/2009/05/my-first-protest-march.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
