Mr. G's Spot

I In my previous work, I travel a lot...hmmm not internationally, but locally.  I miss having encounters like THIS and THIS .  And how I wish to travel again and meat boys, too!. Anyway, if I were to travel again, I would like to go to New Zealand and fly the Air New Zealand ! Let's see if the male flight crew , really, has nothing to hide!

Cover of House of Flying Daggers [Blu-ray] Three Sundays ago, I went out with a friend to watch “House of Flying Daggers” at the Greenbelt. It was a very good movie that I enjoyed the cinematography and photography so much, especially the one in the bamboo grooves. And who would not notice the stunning Zhang Zi Yi. I loved her stunts and it really made her ballet skills very useful in martial arts. And how I loved the way she danced! Galing! But of course, her leading man did not escape my queer eyes (Oh, how could I forget his name?!). I learned he is a Japanese-Chinese meztizo that made his looks distinct from the other Chinese actors. I would say he is really one hell of a hunk. And who would not get a hard-on during their much delayed and restrained sex scene! Nakakabitin! On my way home, I took one of the north-bound buses waiting infront of the Allied Bank along Ayala. Since it was a bit late, I had the chance to choose the one that still had available window seats. Nonchalant...

In my many out-of-town business trips I have never really played attention to the goings on inside the plane, especially the flight crew. Sure, the guys looked handsome and the ladies were equally gorgeous. Early morning trips were so taxing that as soon as I have taken seat, I would doze off to sleep even before the plane has taken off, and only to wake up on air turbulence. Sometimes, I would wake up to see my snacks already on my tray table neatly laid out either by my seatmate or the steward or the stewardess. Many times, after taking my snack, I would still close my tired eyes and wait for the plane to land. Flying seemed like a boring daily rut. Last month in one of my trips in the south, I was able to negotiate with my supervisor that I would take the afternoon flight the day before my conference the next day instead of taking the early morning flight. Besides, that was my way escaping from my work (As if I could escape from it, anyway. Smile.), and most importantly, to get aw...