Friends calling giving their advice...

Freddie was down over the weekend, and over the past two days, I haven't been feeling very well. Am feeling a bit better now, thank you very much, but that explains why I haven't been posting much recently.

Anyway, Johnnie called me recently. He said that he's met this Indian chick recently, and they've been out on a few dates and everything seems to be going well. She's not thrown up and red flags, ya know, like been an alcoholic, or psycho, or a confused lesbian, or talking of marriage on the first date, or been a Republican, or explained her theory behind 9-11 or been phobic about wine, or what have you (Guess, if you wish, how many of these have been actual dates of Johnnie's recently and how many I made up). But since they're jsut still getting to know each other and dating and such, there's obviously been no sex yet.

It's been several months since Johnnie did the horizontal bop with anybody other than his right hand, and Johnnie, my boy, is horny. So, when Johnnie was an undergrad, he was living with and in a relationship with this chick we'll cell Karen. Auntie Ag and I met her a few times, and were seriosuly underimpressed. Not that she was a bad girl, just that she wasn't right for our Johnnie. She was kinda air-headed, and simplistic, and not terribly socialable to us. But at any rate, when Johnnie left to go to grad school at the opposite end of the state, they broke it off. Remaining amicable, I believe, but not lovers anymore. So, it appears that Miss Karen is coming down this weekend to see Johnnie (ie, to get drunk with him in the Philly bars and to enable them both to get a little sumthin-sumthin).

Thus is Johnnie's conumdrum: he likes the Indian chick, and even though there's not exclusivity or commitment between them, there may be in the future. But right now, there's not sex, and Johnnie's horny, and there WILL be sex and no commitment from Karen. So he wants to know what to tell the Indian chick about this weekend. And he says to me, "That's why I need your advice, Polt, I'm no good at lying, and I know you are."

Boy sure knows how to flatter a guy, doesn't he? And yet, I took no offense, to the contrary, I was kinda flattered. So I told him the way I see it he has two options: 1) tell the Indian chick he's going out of town for the weekend, or 2) tell the Indian chick a friend of his is coming in form out of town, and they'll be hangning out together.

#2 is not really a lie, just not the whole truth. But I advised he go with #1. I think it would be bad for her to ask about "his friend" and maybe want to meet "him". And if he says he's going out of town, but then runs into the Indian chick somewhere over the weekend, he can just say plans changed and the person he was going to meet came here instead.

he seems worried about them running into each other, but I mean, come ON, this is Philadelphia we're talking about here! Certainly, he should be able to take Karen to places the Indian chick won't go.

I have a bad feeling about this whole thing, for some reason. i don't know if anything'll happen, but I'll be sure to mention it here if it does. (does this not sound like an episode from a TV sitcom?)

POLT Oil: 64.38 (-.21); Gas: 2.69 (-)

Who needs friends that won't fuck friends? - Gwen, Eating Out

I'm betting it's only a matter of time...

This evening, Johnnie (previously of Testicular Tuesdays With Johnnie) called me and we spoke of numerous things.



One of the Democratic Presidential Debate last night. No, neither of us watched it. I said I wasn't interested because I'm supporting Edwards. Which caused Johnnie to groan. He's been an Obama supporter for months. Johnnie is living in Philadelphia, and he saw Obama speak in person and liked what he had to say. I've been telling Johnnie just as long that Obama is unelectable. There's no way this country is going to elect a black man to president at this point in time. Personally, I'm not opposed to Obama being president, but since I live out here in the country, with the rednecks, and not a progressive, open minded, cultured large city, i think I see how a larger portion of the country feels. And there is a LOT of people around here that will never vote for a black man. And I'm from a BLUE state. I'm not condoning that line of thought, not saying it's right, but I AM saying that's the way it is.

Well, Johnnie wanted to place a bet on the outcome. So this is the result, and I'm recording it here for all eternity so when the event occurs, we've got it recorded now. If Obama is elected President in November 2008, then I will wear a George W. Bush shirt to work for one whole day.

If however, Obama does not with the Democratic nomination, then Johnnie loses the bet and he has to do the following. I have here a t-shirt, a pink one, that reads "I (heart) Polt" [with a heart drawn on it and my real name instead of Polt]. I worked with a guy at Borders who wore it his whole entire last day at the store and then gave it to me afterwards. At any rate, if Obama does not get the Democratic nomination, then the next time Johnnie is back here, he must wear that t-shirt the entire evening he's with me, even while we go out to eat and while we walk around a local mall.

Either way, many many photos will be taken. Personally, I'm thinking what particular places I'd like to show Johnnie off at, perhaps the local gay bar too?

POLT

Money is like a big dick. It's nice if you have it, but the fact that you give me some is not going to make me love you. - Dan Renzi

Someone book me a room (Part 333)...

Chapter 11, Page 28...

Saturday, I got up and to work without problems.  Again, I was the only one from my department there and I handled everything that came up, which wasn't much.  I did get the new clients taken care of and some other paperwork done.  And then I came home.

I hung out here for a bit, on the computer, watching TV and reading my book, until my company arrived: Johnnie!  YAY!  He had texted me on Thanksgiving he was back in the area, and we planned for him to come over this night.

I got to know Johnnie through his uncle, Conrad, that I played D&D with.  Conrad's wife, Tanda, also played with us.  And about 17 or 18 years ago, when they stopped playing, the had had two girls.

Anyway, Saturday night, Johnnie texted me and asked if he could bring Tanda and the girls along.  I really just wanted to spend some time talking with Johnnie, and not with someone I hadn't had contact with in 20 years and two people I didn't really know at all.  But what could I say?  So I said sure, bring them along.  They ate supper and Johnnie's grandmother's and then headed down.  I got some food from Rutters and waited for them.

When they got here, we all had a pretty damn good time.  They were here for about two hours.  Tanda and I caught up on what we had been doing over the last 20 years.  I found out from Johnnie all about his future plans.

On December 29th, he's moving to China!  He'll be working at the University of Shanghai.  He'll be a professor, but he wont be teaching.  He'll have his own lab, where he'll be working with and on proteins.  He'll have the ability to hire up to 9 people to work with him.  And he'll be doing amazing science-y things there (that last part is what I added, not what he said).

It just amazing to me....I can't believe it.  I first met Johnnie when he was 15.  We got closer when he got his license and a car and could drive down to my apartment to hang out.  He came there when he was upset, when he was angry at his family, when he had great news to tell me, or bad news.  My apartment was a refuge for him.

Then he want off to college in Bradford PA (and that's how we came to stop there on our way to Toronto...it was originally to visit with Johnnie).  And then for a short time, he had his own column here on the Palace called Testicular Tuesdays.  And then he graduated and started his grad work in Philadelphia at the University of Pennsylvania (I got to visit him once there, seeing his office and apartment and having an unbelievably delicious sub there).  And once he got his Masters there, he stayed there to get his PhD.  And after getting his PhD, he moved a few years ago to University Of Chicago where he continued the work he did earlier.  He's had several studies published in peer review journals.  Apparently, he's known in that particular field (not world reknown, not a super star or anything, but people have at least heard of him).

And now...NOW, he's going to a foreign country, China of all places, will have his OWN lab and people working under him!  My GOD!  It's mind boggling. I mean, there's NO WAY I would have ever thought he would every be in a position to do something like this.

I'm very proud of him.   He said he'll be making a few trips each year back home here, and he said he'll get in touch with me when he does.  And he had me download an app onto my phone so we could chat once he gets there, like Facebook messager, so it's not like he'll just disappear overseas.

But still...wow....unbelievable.

Anyway, after they left, I watched a repeat of last week's Doctor Who (since I was watching The Laramie Project when it aired) and then this week's episode.  And then I went to bed, read some and then went to sleep.

POLT

Do these cultures clash or am i living in the past...

Johnnie, former of Testicular Tuesdays With Johnnie (check the archives for 2005 if you don't know what I'm talking about) , called me tonight and we spoke for a bit. this is part of our conversation:

Johnnie: Hey, Polt, I'm gonna do something even you haven't done!
Polt: And what would that be?
Johnnie: A half-Asian and half-Mexican.
Polt: Wow. Good for you.
Johnnie: You've not had anyone like that have you?
Polt: Well, not that I know of, but I don't really ask my fucks thier geneology. I mean I've been with some mutts in my time. And who knows what I may have had in the back rooms of Toronto, but no, I don't think I have.
Johnnie: We'll be covering most of the world. I cover Europe and she covers South America and Asia! Very cultured!
Polt: You just need to have the two of you and a chick from Africa and you'll get a majority of the world.
Johnnie: Yeah, that'd be cool. Lots of continents.
Polt: OR, you, the Asia-Mexican chick, the black chick, and a penguin! that would give you Antarctica too!
Johnnie: Hey, if that was the only way for it to happen, if it was the deal-breaker, then I guess I'd be down with the penguin. But only a girl penguin, cause a boy penguin would just be gross.

Yeah, we're very progressive, he and I.

POLT

You don't bring a toothy grin to a hostage situation. - Polt's moronic boss, February 17, 2004

Go go, go Johnny go, go go...Johnny be good....

So last night, Johnnie came by for a visit.  He was back from Philly visiting his family for the holidays.  We went out to eat at Montezumas (YUM!) and he did an incredibly evil thing.  On it tablet, he was showing me Angry Birds....and now I'm addicted.  So much so that I've got the app on my iPhone and even paid 99 cents for it.  I hate myself. 

But Johnnie was looking good, and he had a beard, which was something, cause he's never someone I ever thought of as being able to grow facial hair.  Although upon further inspection, I realized it was kinda patchy and obviously just there cause he didn't feel like shaving for two weeks, not because he was consciously growing a beard.  And he confirmed that assessment. 

He's submitted his thesis, so after he "defends" (?) it and goes through a graduation ceremony, he will be a Doctor.  Doctor Johnnie.  Now I just have to wait for him to call me and tell me he's sick and I can call him Dr. Johnnie Fever!!!!  (Here's the link for all of those of you under 35 who have no idea what I'm talking about.  Go ahead, check it out, I'll wait)

It's crazy to think that Johnnie, little Johnnie, MY lil Johnnie is gonna be a Doctor.  Not a medical one, no, but a Doctor nonetheless.  He'll have a PhD to hang on his wall.  He's got a job at a college in Chicago, doing what he's doing now, but making more money.  So that's good,  but Chicago's quite a bit more distant than Philly, so I don't know when I'll see him again.  Which is sad.  But there's phones and email and stuff.  And we only really saw each other at Christmas anyway.

I tried to get out of him what he acutally does.  And he told me, but after the first words "I research Pharmaceutical proteins..." everything else was words I had never heard before and couldn't comprehend.  Apparently its something about research into which proteins help which pharmaceuticals do thier jobs better.  Or something like that.  Whatever it is, it's YEARS beyond anything my mind can comprehend.  He showed me, on the tablet, one of the proteins he was working on.  It looked like a 3D picture of a small pile of different streamers and confetti.  So yeah, I got no idea.  I just have to take it at face value that what he's saying actually makes sense.

But we didnt' discuss just this high-falutin' stuff.  We talked football, politics, society in general, Kris, the religion he converted to (Ba'Hai....or something like that), and his future.  And of course, Angry Birds.  A really good time, as usual.

So, yeah, I've no idea when I'll see him again, but I know he's really gonna go somewhere and do something important.  And I'll be able to say, "I knew him when.  Back when he was a shy backward sixteen year old that just moved to the area and had no friends." 

POLT

I wrote the dope quotes....

Got some quotes from the weekend I forgot to post until now.

Polt: You've heard of the Osmonds, right, Johnnie?
Johnnie: Who are the Osmonds?
Polt: WHAT? You don't know who the Osmonds are? I don't expect Freddie to know that but-
Freddie: I know who the Osmonds are. Donnie and Marie.
Polt: See, Freddie knows who they are! How do you not know who they are?
Johnnie: Osmonds? Didn't they have a reality show?
Polt: In the 70's, but it was called a variety show then.
Johnnie: No, I mean a reality show. The dad was an old adled drug user, use to be in Black Sabbath?
Polt: That's Ozzy Osborne! Not the Osmonds! I don't think you can get farther apart on the spectrum than the Osmonds and the Osbornes!
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Johnnie: I hate the gingers.
Polt: Johnnie, should you really be picking on the redehads?
Johnnie: Oh it's okay. It's just like picking on Mormons, nobody cares.
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Freddie: Do you know why it's easy to keep an alligator's jaw taped shut?
Polt: Cause they don't have opposable thumbs and can't use scissors to cut themselves free.
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Ooooo, muffins! - Polt
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Megan: My arms are sore.
Polt: That's cause you had to lift all the muffins out of the oven.
Megan: If that made my arms sore, I'm such a sissy!
Polt: Yay, sissies!
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The zoo had misting machines set up that spewed water in a mist over the walkways to keep crowds cool. One little kid, about 6 or so, ran up into it and yelled back to his parents: It's wet! It's made of wet stuff!
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Overheard a little girl: Daddy, can we see the squirrels?
Overheard a little boy: Mommy, where are the whales?
Overheard another little boy: Oh, let's look for Squidward!
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Freddie: Oh, that way leads to the parking lot.
Polt: We'll find Jaguars there. And Lynx, Mustangs, and Impalas....
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When Dad says go, we go! -Freddie and Megan at various times
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Megan: Are we here already?
Freddie: Where?
Megan: That sign said it was a lesbian restaurant.
Polt: It was a Lebanese restautant!
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Polt: Do zoos make you horny? I'll have to remember that.
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Polt: Kids nowadays, with your heelys and Lindsay drama and Britney Spears! I just don't get you at all!
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And Megan reminded me in the comments of this one:
Megan: Daddy, can I get an ice cream cone?
Polt: Um, go ask your mother.
Freddie: It's okay, you can get one.

POLT

Look, I know it's been a while but I'm not getting humped by a giant red gorilla in outer space! - Carl, Aqua Teen Hunger Force

The weekends why, until we, dance into the fire...

I know I've been bitching a lot recently, about my computer and the virus that killed it and everything I lost. And that IS a big thing in my life. However, not everything over the last week has been negative. And I thought I'd share some positive things with you.

Last Friday, before I knew the virus had hit, Johnnie called me to tell me he was in town from Philly for the holiday and wanted to know if I wanted to get together. So I said SURE! And he came over.





We went to eat at the Texas Roadhouse. Good food as always. And the conversation was great as well. he and I can talk about and argue about and debate nearly any subject, from sports to movies to comic books to politics. And we pretty much covered them all. And Johnnie's pretty sharp, he keeps me on my feet during these discussions. Johnnie has just gotten a credit card, I forget if it's his first or not, but it's a new one and he just got it, so he wanted to use it, so he bought my supper, for my birthday, with his credit card. That was sweet.

Afterwards, we went to the Prime Outlets and walked around and shopped. And yes, this WAS Black Friday. But it was about 700 at night, and while it was busy, it was packed or insane. It was actually quite pleasant. We didn't buy anything until we got to Banana Republic, and then Johnnie got some clothes, a few at my insistance, mainly a purple shirt and purple checked pants. no they are NOT as hideous as they sound.

Actually, Johnnie has recently also changed his whole "look". What used to be what I'd call "sloppy preppy" is gone. he used to wear baggy, saggy khakis, and a loose button up or tee shirt and always wore these black shoes, and his hair was kinda....whichever way it happened to be that day. BUt this night he was wearing jeans, which i haven't seen him in in years. And they were tight form fitting jeans. Showed off his ass nicely, and I never even knew Johnnie HAD an ass. Also, the shirt he was wearing was tighter, fitting him better and showing off his form. And while he's not got a body builder, or fashion model physique, he does have an attractive swimmers type of build that, with these new clothes, he's not longer hiding.

I told him he looked gay, but I meant that in a good way. he was rather unimpressed by the compliment. he called this Asian chick he's kinda seeing and asked her, and she agree that not only was it a compliment, but that he did indeed look gay. But that was nice, cause gay guys are hot. he was not happy with that comversation either. You can judge for yourself, below I have two photos of Johnnie in his new look, and one with the purple outfit I persuaded him to buy.







that's my boy. And his hair, even if you can't tell, is cut, and styled. nothing fancy, but at least it shows he did something with it.

I don't want to make a long huge post here, I'll post other stuff next, and we'll wrap this one up.

POLT

W.'s presidency rushes backward, stifling possibilities, stirring intolerance, confusing church and state, blowing off the world, replacing science with religion and facts with faith. - Maureen Dowd

Dancing in the street, Philadelphia PA...

As I may have mentioned, I took a trip to Philly this weekend. Took a number of photos. Wanna see em? Here they are!

This is the time we pulled out. Yeah, frankly it amazes me I got up early enough to leave that early myself.

This is Ag, driving us up there. I'm not sure how we didn't wreck with her driving with eyes closed, but I'll just chalk it up to her superior driving skills.



So, you tell me...am I a morning person?



Once we reached Harrisburg, we had to drive down Front Street, right along the Susquehanna.



Our hotel was right downtown, directly across from City Hall! We were on the 10th floor, in a corner room, and we had THIS awesome view of Philadelphia City Hall.





Turning a slight bit to my right, this was our view!



Turning around, this was the view of our room from the window.



The hotel was SO hoighty-toity, they even had a phone next to the toilet!



We took a tour of a cruise ship docked in Philly and had a FABulous free meal of shrimp cocktail, salad, wine, steak, potatoes, carrots/brocoli, and a triple desert of a round piece of chocolate cake with whipped cream/a trianglular piece of vanilla cheescake/a square piece of strawberry souffle stuff, ALL of which was delish! Oh, and this is a photo of the ship itself.



The Royal Suite was the fanciest (and most expensive) suite on the ship, and they had large balcony, the view from which is below.



When we returned, I wanted to get a photo of myself standing in the window with the City Hall behind me...but, well, my fear of heights prevented that. So the best I could do was sit on the sill for the photo.



I was so tired from being up early and everything else, I just crashed on the bed.



After restin and relaxin a bit, I went outside to wait for Johnnie and down in the lobby I saw this really hot valet boy named Kole. So natch I had to get his photo.



I crossed the street and got a picture of the hotel we were staying in. We're on the tenth floor, the right corner of the building.



And heres a little better shot of our hotel. More inclusive of the whole building.



Now as I said, I was waiting for Johnnie, and I needed to keep myself occupied somehow. Luckily for me, this cute guy in a snugly fitted tshirt and tight pants paced back and forth a bit whilst talking on his cell phone. On the left in the photo below is him. (Yeah, I know it's not the best, I was TRYING to be inconspicuous, ya know?)



Also, a bit after that cute guy left (much to my disappointment) another cute guy showed up walking with his father. His mother and sister were there too, but luckily, I could keep them out of the photo.



And so, after a time of cute-guy-watching, Johnnie showed. WE hugged, right there in front of City Hall, and then walked around there a bit. Eventually, we decided to go see his univerisity: Penn. (oh, by the way, I'm not sure if I mentioned it or not, but Ag hung back at the hotel, she was tired and needed a nap).

We rode the subway there, which was an experience. I'm used to DC Metro. Philly's subway system was older, dirtier, graphitti ridden, and with not as anywhere NEAR as smooth or quiet a ride. I mean it got us to where we needed to go, and it was relatively cheap, but I don't know if I'd feel as comfortable riding it as I do DC's Metro or the ROcket in Toronto.

At any rate, we got off the subway and walked a few blocks to the campus. Since it's summer and school was not in session, there was less for me to gawk at than I hoped, but still, there was some eye candy. We also passed by the Institute of Anatomy, which made me snort and guffaw like a pimply-faced hormonal teenager, which is about the level of my sense of humor anyway.



We walked by the freshman quad where all the freshmen must live, which again made my long for classes to be in session, but what can I do? Johnnie then took me to the lab where he's working doing all that top secret research that he's not allowed to tell me about. It's on the tenth floor of this building and his desk is right next to a window and this is his view:



(bastard, all I get is four concrete block walls painted a dull off yellow color)

After this, we walked to his apartment, a few blocks off campus. All the walking was pleasant, as the heat of the week had disappated and the humidity was gone. It was sunny and I did get a bit red...perhaps just slightly pink. Nonetheless, on the way to his apartment, we walked by several frat and sorority houses, which were in like rowhouses. And on one porch was a frat boy, blonde, in a tight sleeveless white shirt with wide legged loose shorts. I got a nice quick view of his red and blue plaid boxers, but I didn't stare long nor attempt to get a photo cause I didn't want to get my ass kicked.

We made it to his place. It was small, but he doesn't need much. His big dog Montana was there, as was the cat (grrr) General Cho. While we were there, Johnnie sat on this chair and Montana, when he was done playing with me, skooched himself down and under the chair somehow. Was quite cute to see, so I got a photo.



I also got a photo of his apartment building,but you can't see his apartment. It is a first floor thing, though, so there's no stairs.



After leaving his apartment, we went to THE best Jewish deli in Philly: Koch's Deli. We ordered hoagies there, that were not only hand crafted for you, and were too large to eat in one sitting, but were DELICIOUS! I think I'll ask John to bring me one back everytime he comes home.



Johnnie and I both ordered one, and he ordered one for Ag as well. Then we walked through a...sketchy area of Philly to reach the nearest subway stop. Thankfully, it was daylight. We returned to the hotel and all three of us enjoyed our hoagies. WE also watched one of the Harry Potter movies. I got a photo of Johnnie sitting on the bed, and a photo of Ag who, for some reason, was wrapped up in the curtain.





Later on, after Johnnie left, I also got a photo of Ag wrapped up in the bedsheets. It wasn't that cold in there, even with the a/c going. I don't know what was up.



The next morning, I got a photo to show both sets of windows in the hotel room. Didn't intend on getting the messy beds too, but eh, whatcha gonna do?



Later that morning, I decided to walk around the few blocks surrounding the hotels. I stopped by Dunkin Donuts to get some for breakfast. But also, I got this cool shot of City Hall from the street.



After this, we walked the distance to the train station. Hotel was on 15th street, trains station on 30th street, but the blocks were small, and the weather was gorgeous and we just took our time and enjoyed the stroll. We hung out in the train station for about 4 hours I think, until our train left. The ride back was nice, but uninteresting.

Oh, except for this really hot guy on the train that sat facing us. he was about 5'11, but thin, maybe 20? He wore a light blue shirt, and blue and red plaid shorts. He wore a bracelet and a few rings. He had dark black hair, and large eyes, and an infectious smile, hairy legs, and was naturally tanned. I immediately pegged him as being gay, and wanted a photo of him. I had the perfect opportunity when he fell asleep facing me with an iPod playing in his ear. But...well, I chickened out. Didn't have the balls to take a photo of him. Later, I heard him talking to an older lady riding with him and they were speaking Italian. So he wasn't gay, he was just European...easy mistake to make, right? but as i listened to them talk, and saw his gestures, and watched him walk past on his way the bathroom, I came to the conclusion that he was both gay AND European. *SIGH*

Anyway, that was pretty much our trip (except for the $32 dollars it took us to park overnight in Harrisburg in the parking garage and except for me missing a turn in Harrisburg and getting lost on my way to the Interstate and having to call my cousin's husband to find a map to help us...but we shall never talk of either of those things again). And a fun time was had by all.

POLT = listening to "Carouselambra" by Led Zeppelin

You animals forget there's a fucking LADY in the room! - Patsy, Scotland PA

Bits-N-Pieces (Part 5)...

So, my weekend (not including my visit from Tam, which you can read HERE), let me tell you about it, not necessarily in chronological order.

Friday night, about 10:00, I'm on the computer (oh, don't judge me, it's not like your Friday nights are all that exciting either) and my cellphone rings. It's Johnnie!

POLT: Hey Johnnie!
JOHNNIE: Hey Polt.
POLT: What's up?
JOHNNIE: Are you near a computer?
POLT: I'm on it right now.
JOHNNIE: How about pausing the porn you're downloading, and find me the Red Rood Inn north of Boston.

He knows me so well. But aside from that, this was a strange call cause Johnnie lives in Philadelphia. I didn't ask a lot of questions although I got the idea he was in a car, driving through Boston, with other people in the car. I looked it up online and gave him the directions. He relayed them to someone who I assume wrote them down. And then he thanked me and hung up.

I'm not sure if I should be honored that he called me for the help, or a bit down that he knew to call me cause I'd be home at the computer.
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Saturday, when I got home from work there was a package waiting for me, shipped to me from BBCAmerica. I smiled ear to ear, cause I knew what it was! I'm not sure if I've mentioned this before, so bear with me if I have. Last October, when I visited Dave S. I took my Torchwood Season 1 DVD's along and since we didn't get through them all, I left them there for him to watch. And then for Christmas, I sent him my copy of Season 2, so he could watch all those too. And he never sent them back. Not that I was complaining about it or anything, cause I wasn't. But when we talked recently, he said he had ordered Season 1 and 2, and the most recently aired Children Of Earth and was having them all sent to me. I told him he didn't have to, but he said he was gonna order them for himself, so instead, he'll just keep the other ones and send me new ones. How sweet, eh? Only Season 1 & 2 arrived, the other is on backorder, but I'm sure will be here soon!
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Saturday night, I popped in a Netflix DVD I'd had for awhile (movie, alone, on Saturday night...again, stop with the judging!), and I was quite pleasantly surprised. It was Finding Neverland, starring Johnny Depp and Kate Winslet (are you paying attention, Enrickyricardo?), and it's about JM Barrie the writer of Peter Pan and the family and kids he gets the idea from. It doesn't sound interesting at all, and I don't even remember ordering it, but I'm damn glad I did. the movie was outstanding. The acting is first rate, the costumes realistic, and the accents adorable. It may or may not have brought me to both laughing out loud and tears as well. There are no car chases, or explosions, or ninjas, so if those things are the only reason you see a film, stay away from this. But I gotta say, it entirely exceeded my expectations and had me enthralled from beginning to end.
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"T" made it over this afternoon. He arrived here about 2:45 and left about 6:30. We took 93 photos and one very short video. In between all of that we talked some, he smoked a cigarette, and we had several sessions of incredible sex. I mean, we had to keep stopping cause we wanted to save the...finish for a video. And we did everything on the pretext of the photos, but ultimately, he decided he just wanted to take the big video next time and instead, we played. All I can tell you I am an extremely lucky man. It was quite intense more passion, we were more involved and into (emotionally, not physically) each other than any of the other times we've played around. And when it was finished (and what a finish it was!), we cuddled in bed and talked for perhaps a half hour. What fun.

I've got a few photos HERE, HERE, HERE, and HERE none of which are X-rated, but some of them are risque. And we still need to make the video that he wants. Or one of a few videos he wants. And then, as he leaves, he asks me if it's okay if he still comes over to do these. My GOD, has there ever been so stupid a question asked in the history of the world?????
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Oh, and I even found time to bleach my tub clean!

POLT Listening to "Almost Gold" by The Jesus And Mary Chain

Calling them a nest of vipers would be an insult to vipers. - Batman, Hush Book 1

Join the parade, the early days in photographs...

I'm just gonna throw this out there, I'm pretty sure I did this once before at some point in time, but I wanted to do it again here, updated.

Line-Ups to Each DC Gay Pride Parade!

1998: Me, Ag, Carl, Harley, Harold, Jeff 

Carl, Ag, Harold, Jeff

1999: Me, Ag, Amie, Johnnie 

Me, (no that's NOT Ag, it's some random drag queen), Amie, Johnnie

2000: Me, Ag, Johnnie, Paul 

Me, Paul, Ag, Johnnie

2001: Me, Ag, Johnnie, Jen (we met Randy and Brian, who we already knew on the Metro.  Also met this cute little lesbian who was going all by herself named Kendra, so we kind of adopted her for the day. And my friend Mark met us down there) 

Mark, Randy, Brian, Ag, Jen, Kendra; Me and Johnnie kneeling

2002: Me and Ag (Mark met up down there)

Ag and Me with our spoils from the parade

2003: Did not attend the Parade, due to ParisPekings' getting married that day.

2004: Me and Ag (we spent the night in DC and attended the festival on Sunday AND the Madonna Concert Sunday night!  Mark met us at the Parade.)

The pic is from the festival, it was at a 'Kissing Booth'.  Give a dollar to their charity, pick the person you want there and they'll kiss you (no lips or tongue).  I chose the cutie next to for a kiss on the cheek, Ag chose the hot guy, his kissed the back of her hand all gentlemanly-like.  When the guy snapped the pic, the cutie who had kissed me leaned up and gave me a free peck on the cheek.

2005: Me and Ag, I think Mark may have met us there.  Can't seem to find any pics.

2006: Me and Ag and my friend Gar and his boyfriend Tory.  I know I have photos somewhere of this, but where, I have no idea.

2007: Me and Ag and her future husband Andrew 

Me, Ag, Andrew's forehead and grey hair behind her...and really, that's as much of him as I need to have in any photo

2008: Me and Michelle, and her brother Rich and his girlfriend Cara, and Konrad.

Me, Konrad (sigh), Michelle, Rich, Cara

2009: Me and Stratcat

StratCat and me

2010: Me (and only me...although VUBOQ did meet me there at the end of the Parade)

Me and VUBOQ

2011: Me, StratCat and her cousin CC (VUBOQ met us there)

CC, Me, StratCat

VUBOQ and Me

2012: Me, StratCat, CC and her son Josh, Paul and his boyfriend Travis

Josh, CC, StratCat, Me, Paul, Travis (top to bottom, descending the escalator)

2013: Me, StratCat, CC, Josh and his boyfriend Justin, Paul and Travis

Justin, Josh, Me, Paul, Travis

CC, StratCat (the Ladies Auxiliary)

2014: Me, Stratcat, CC, Josh, and Derick

Josh, Me, Derick

StratCat, CC (the Ladies Auxiliary)

2015: Me, StratCat, CC, Josh

StratCat, Me, CC, Josh

POLT