cake or death?

yes, just get two or more bootblacks together in a room with a chocolate cake and you've got yourself a party...

i just got to participate in my third event with official International Ms. Bootblack duties-- judging for the Southwest Bootblack competition in Phoenix, AZ. i am molding and shaping the bootblacks of the future... anything to reach out and grope someone... i mean... yes, well having gay men lick frosting off my chest is the most action that i've had in quite some time, so i'm not going to crown myself Royal Slut quite yet...

but the one thing that i kept saying all weekend was that if i weren't already a bootblack, GOD i'd want to be one because i ALWAYS have so much FUN when hanging out with my bootblack brothers and sisters! theses are some of the BEST people that i have met and i LOVE that i can travel the country and hang out with these guys!

yes, that's right. i get to travel the country to shine shoes... how weird is THAT?

and we all take our titles oh so very seriously-- on Saturday, Alan (International Mr. Bootblack 2004), Cub (International Community Bootblack 2004), and Bootdog (Pacific West Mr. Bootblack 2004) and i swapped vests all day and we played with our rubber devil ducks... by the end of the weekend the Bootblack Community was dubbed the Animal House of the Leather Community... we could do worse.