Darren and Richard
Home for a Week
We’re back home now. All in all, I’d say it was a lovely trip. Well, the jetlag, stomach distress, and gay-bashing bully not withstanding. Got a ton of calls to return. At least I didn’t have stomach issues on the return trip. Darren is doing the washing while I’m working. Well, he’s helping with the DVD too. He’s got to approve the final edits, but it looks great so far. He updated his Myspace page that it’s being worked on, and got his fans in an uproar. And the “Darrichard” thing was hilarious. Not sure if I’m going to leave in the splash of white dripping down the screen. It was his idea to put it in to be funny, but it’s kinda gross. Well, put it this way: Your average female Darren fan might get a bit squeamish. That’s if it doesn’t turn them on, and for some of them, they’d get loopy watching him take a dump. I, however, have to live with him, and could do without it. I’ll let you in on a secret: the boy’s got an Oust habit. Takes it wherever he goes. Heaven forbid he encounter someone with stinky feet. Or worse. So which is worse, walking into the loo after someone’s #2, or walking into a loo that Darren’s bombed with Oust?
(laughs) Either way, you suffocate.