Philip and I had brunch with boat boys Mike and Allan... and Allan's dad (Gary) and his new lady-friend (Christine). John Paul's emerald-eyed boyfriend was there, but he wasn't our waiter. I ordered the bananas foster French toast and it was SO huge that I could only eat a quarter of it.

After eating I postponed a meeting with a potential model (but I'll talk with him tomorrow for sure) so we could join the brunch krewe for a tour of the new Egyptian exhibit at the New Orleans Museum of Art in City Park. It was kick-ass! And there were tons of cute boys there, too.

The rest of the evening Philip and I spent quietly at home... working... and watching our Sunday shows... THE SIMPSONS... SEX AND THE CITY (it was the first episode in a long time that didn't have a cameo of ultra-hottie Jason Lewis... but he'll be back, I'm sure). We also really enjoyed INSIDE THE ACTORS STUDIO with Tom Cruise. He managed to allude to tongue-kissing his sister... masturbating with his right hand when he is generally left-handed... and saying "fuck" a few times. I like him even if he thinks homosexuality is a mental engram that should be removed (as prescribed by Dianetics).

Speaking of Tom Cruising saying the word "fuck", I fucked Philip... and it was soooooo good.