G-DAY 2...?

I thought this was G-DAY 2. (Of course, when I woke up this morning I wasn't so sure. Somehow I managed to put myself together "fly" enough that I was able to decide shortly thereafter to proceed with attempt #2.)

I took the Red Line after work up to the Dupont station, from where I walked over to Cobalt / 30 Degrees. Hoping (perhaps irrationally) that Gabriel would be working the afternoon/evening happy hour.

I walked up the steps into 30 Degrees, approached the bar and saw... a very attractive bartender-dude, but my G-Man was nowhere to be seen.

{sigh} Another miss.

I wonder if the universe is trying to tell me something?

But what exactly is it trying to tell me? I finished my drink, headed over to Safeway to pick up a bag of salad mix, and then headed down 17th Street towards P to cut back over to my neighborhood. As I came upon the Universal Gear store, I looked over grinning, expecting to see Gabriel's swimsuit ad in the window as it's been for the past 2 weeks.

It's been taken down. And in its place?

Don'tcha know whose hunky torso that is on the right?

(You bet it is!) So what the heck is the universe trying to tell me? Either this is the lead-up to something really good, or it's some kind of sadistic torture.

Let's go ahead and reschedule G-DAY 2 for this Friday evening or night, OK?