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Sometimes life takes us in unexpected journey’s and it’s our job to just follow and experience life to the fullest.

Take for example this weekend. Ross came into town on Wednesday late night, so Thursday we met up to go out. I had not been to a gayyyyy bar (think beverly leslie) in quite sometime. In short order both Ross and I were slumming around the Short North.

We started out at MoJoe where we both had two martinis. We wanted a pre-drink before the main event. So we finished and thought we would check out Union. Union was packed, and it was a pig sty. We left moments after entering the bar. We schlep our way down to Havana. Not realizing that in the cold rain it would actually feel longer of a walk than in reality.

Let’s take a moment to discuss something that needs to be brought out in the open. I can go out by myself and never run into a soul I know. It just never happens. I’m like the sad alcoholic at the bar drinking by himself. When Ross comes into town however; I run into someone every place we goto.

When we were exiting out of Union I ran into Anton (the cute sandwich guy from the gym). Unfortunately nothing ever happened between us but he is a good guy. I was standing at the bar at an unusually dead Havana when I turned to my left and saw Scot.

Scot and I had been quite close throughout my time in Athens attending Ohio University. Our friendship fizzled out when I confessed my feelings for him and he began seeing someone else. It wasn’t anyone’s fault and it wasn’t something I look back on and blame he or I for. It just happened.

So needless to say I invited Scot to drink with us. Then naturally the conversation turned into pornography. How it got there, was the absolute dissatisfaction we have at points with our jobs and my blanket statement that if I ever won the lotto I’d open a web porno company. It’s true, and it is something I’d do given the opportunity.

Anyways, Ross has had a huge hard on for an adult video star with the stage name of Roman Heart. We began talking about his latest video The Velvet Mafia and his amazing bottom scene with Chad Hunt.

With the alcohol pumping through us Ross had to get up and use the head. Upon his return he had a gleeful expression on his face. Out of sheer coincidence Roman Heart was scheduled to appear at Axis and strip on Friday Night.

We all made a pact that we would end up going. So Ross and I hit dinner on Friday night with Chris, made some random appearance at a bar with his brother not being there and high tailed it down to Axis.

Axis had a small line that we had to wait in and get our hands stamped. Why stamped you ask? Well getting your hand stamped is their way of knowing if you are old enough to drink.

We found Scot and watched the strippers do their thing. Some were good, some were hot but we (Ross and I) were really waiting to see Roman Heart. After three strippers came and did their thing, and a very bad drag queen performance he was finally on stage.

He started out in some leather out fit that slowly but surely came off and down to a thong. Bumped and grinded for a bit until it was announced that he would be upstairs signing autographs.

I unfortunately did not have the forethought to bring my camera with me and had to settle with my camera phone. We waited upstairs and had another drink just talking with Scot and enjoying the people around.

Finally he was whisked to the upstairs bar and began signing autographs.

As we were waiting in line he stood with in an arms distance from us and had to adjust himself so there in front of everyone he “accidently” showed his peen.

Anyways, Ross needed a photo of he and Roman Heart together (please forgive the shitty quality of the dark room and the camera phone)

I believe at that point is when Ross had to go clean himself up in the bathroom.

While in the past I had hated every experience I had at Axis this was truly the most enjoyable. I am not sure if it was because I was with both Ross and Scot or for the simple fact that as I am older I can enjoy and appreciate the different aspects of personalities that make up that big rainbow.

But the trip goes down as one of the best. If it weren’t for the sheer randomness of Union being a shitty bar at that point, Havana being dead, running into Scot and Ross having to use the head I don’t think the weekend would have been anything like it was. I for one was very grateful for this randomness this past weekend.

Of course there’s more to tell…

I also got my autograph from Roman and it is being displayed right where it belongs:

Also, Axis for the sheer enjoyment of every fag was passing out free porn, condoms, and lube. It certainly made the $5.00 entry fee very swallow-able at the end…