Sometimes I wonder if I will still dream about high school when I am eighty. This morning, perhaps inspired by A.'s retelling of a similar event that occurred to V. recently, I was accused of licentious intentions toward a younger student (a sixteen year old sophomore who looked more like fourteen). I cannot speak to the validity of the school ( Read more... )

( Someone collapsed in the aisle during our flight to Vegas )

I used to say it felt like I was living my life from weekend to weekend, but lately it seems like it is from vacation to vacation. Even I recognize that going to Vegas twice in as many months is just as likely to represent a problem as it is entertainment. Nevertheless, when A. told me that our ex-bandmate V. had a suite at the Wynn, I felt ( Read more... )

"You are easily the most masculine homosexual I have ever seen."

That would be one of A.'s usual fumbling attempts at a compliment (he does not get much practice). He called me at work to harass me about sitting down to write another murder mystery birthday party (we have a two week deadline). I was blowing him off for the evening because I ( Read more... )

How exactly does one choose the high point of an evening, particularly when presented with such a variety of possibilities? Drinking mandarin orange flavored malt beverages in a movie theater parking lot? Realizing the guy in the bathroom stall next to me is eyeballing my cock via a reflective wall surface? Or popping in a buttplug and ( Read more... )

My ex included me on whatever mass-mailing list he utilized to update others with his new email address. It seemed a tad unnecessary to me, since our last email communication took the form of an odd note he sent nigh unto six months ago. He is a character, that one. I cannot help but wonder how much misinformation he receives about me by way of ( Read more... )

I doubt I could have imagined it working out better, particularly when one considers what a rough start we had.

( The evening, like the ship, the rum-filled punch, and the ice cream cake, was delicious. )

A. is incapable of being alone, completely and utterably. It may amount to an actual phobia (as I know he is also afraid of the dark), but his claim is that being alone with himself slowly drives him mad. That is hardly surprising when one considers that being alone with A. for prolonged periods of time will drive anyone insane. A consequence of ( Read more... )

It is fucking amazing just how effective two tablets of Excedrin Migraine and forty minutes spent lying in the dark proves. Within an hour and a half, I was at a newly opened all-you-can-eat Chinese buffet receiving an odd Christmas gift from V. (an Action Man doll with blow gun). Afterwards, A. and I ended up at the second sold-out viewing of ( Read more... )

Hey [Xander] --

Thanks for your stirring performance in [the one-day play]. Sorry I didn't pay
better "attention." If I'd been more awake, I'm SURE I would have.

Let me know if you'd like to see our current show. We have shows Fri, Sat,
and Sun at 8pm and I'd be happy to put a ticket aside for you.

[I.]I received email last night from the ( Read more... )