It's a scorcher.

Today is the first spare the air day of the year. So I walked to work. Of course, that was inspired as much by CMT Peter's telling me ysterday that I should start walking more as by my concern for San Francisco's air quality.

It was a great massage last night. I could do with one of those every day for a couple of weeks. It ended with him showing me a pile of stretches I should do for my quads and my tight ass. Me watching and trying, butt naked. But I seem to have absolutely no modesty when it comes to being naked around other gay guys.

It's going to be hot walking home.

I booked a ticket today to go and see the kids on their birthday.