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Robster that may be the case for guys like you who have a persistent party in their pants, but old farts like me might be deader than the town if it gets to 113.

I believe David did announce that he was having a party on Thursday, but I have fucked up the entire schedule so what the hell do I know. As for Easter, that confusion lies directly at the feet of the reservationist at Canyon Club who said it at least 5 times during my call to him and he had the calendar right in front of him, or so he said.

Well my memory is failing me. Fortunately you are there to pull my balls out of the fire. Last time I barbecue in the nude.

He mentioned the same thing about it being Easter to me when I called. Guess he laid an egg on that one.

Thursday night DavidSF hosts a welcome party at his home. Dinner is (Friday) Saturday night. Pool party with the deviled eggs (Saturday) Sunday during the day. There are informal get togethers at Canyon Club, Karaoke Bars, Strip Clubs and assorted other bacchanalia. It is interesting that it is Easter weekend (It is not Easter. I was misinformed. I think Jesus was having a problem with delayed coming)as I am expecting my penis to rise from the dead. Raynaud What in the world brought you to Casablanca. Rick My Health. I came for the waters. Raynaud The waters? The waters, but Casablanca is in the desert. Rick I was misinformed. (paraphrased)

Just to keep you up to date. Just booked two rooms poolside at Canyon Club. The reservationist indicated that there was only a choice of three rooms. I am not sure if he meant on that level or in the hotel in general. In either case, 7 months out and the rooms at this site are leaving quickly. IF you are considering staying at the Canyon Club, the unofficial home of this Palm Springs weekend, I would put a refundable deposit down. Also, ask for the fourth night free option since they were a bit reluctant to give it to me until I mentioned that I had stayed there before and that friends told me about this option. See you in April.

Victor is a fun guy. I have sung his praises several times. He is definitely the man of the hour, the flavor of the month and the picture of the year all rolled into one. Perhaps he should do a calendar.

As a singer, Paul Simon is a great lyricist. Art Garfunkle on the other hand has the voice of an angel and very limited writing ability. As a team they were great. Individually, neither matches up to the power of the two of them together, IMO.

I though long and boring stories were your specialty. Oh my mistake, that is long and boring into someone.

Interesting to see this post as I was just wondering where Glennn had gotten off to. TrueReview is living his new life in Uruguay and perhaps is too busy getting his business started to pass by these parts. He was also trying to settle down a bit, so maybe he found a fella.

Plan on joining in, once they are hot and hard, it may seem awkward, but when I have been involved in threeways which started out as two fuckers and a watcher, when the watcher becomes involved it has signaled to me, usually one of the fuckers, that the fuckers have been hot enough to get that watcher off his ass and onto ours.

Canyon Club is certain nothing fancy, but for me this is not a fancy weekend, so I will be booking a room there and an extra room for the late comer who can't find a room but really wants to attend. There will be at least one of those. Sitting out by the pool into the early morning hours and observing the movement of people to various and sundry locations for private rendez-vous, semi private rendez-vous and public rendez-vous, was fun. Even more fun was having at least one of each of those. Inn-Dulge is certainly a nicer location and I suppose the other locales will have representatives there, but I expect Robster and Wayne will be leading the traditional disrobing at Canyon Club to the delight of most.

I had a patient come in close to Halloween asking for a breast exam. She mentioned that she had a surprise for me. When I went to do the exam, she had colored her breasts orange and her nipples black to resemble saggy deflated pumpkins. No erections were obtained.

Is that: Ho scritto una storia d'amore senza inizio e senza fine?

Trade offs are part of any transition. Filling up hours that used to be too full can sometimes feel like a chore. Relax about it and it will all start to come together and then hopefully you and some local stud will come together in totally different ways. Before you know it, November will be here and you will be wondering how you ever kept up with the three of them full time. Glad it is mostly a positive experience for you. I look forward to seeing you at the DC Luncheon in January.

First First, are you sure you will be surprising him? He may have had suspicions long ago or perhaps only after your wife passed and you did not date too much after. Do not be surprised if your brother-in-law and his partner have a bet as to whether you are or you aren't. In any case, it is a sensitive area. One of the main reasons I have been circumspect about talking about sleeping with men as well as women with my immediate contacts is that I am concerned that somehow that information would make my love for my wife seem less than it was. So, while I would not lie about my sexual partners, the fact is, no one has bothered to ask. My sex life, I guess, is just not that interesting to others. Funny thing is, it is one of the most interesting things about me.

And of course the dragons.

Have you spoken with your brother in law about your sexual preferences? Sounds as though he may be a good sounding board in your approach to your discussions with your sons. As for living alone, when my wife died, I really did not live alone as I had 7 dogs which required regular care. When I ate, I never ate alone, I had 14 pairs of eyes staring me down, when I went to bed, I had to fight for a place to rest my weary body. Even with all that company, it was still a difficult transition. No one to come up and distract you just at the moment you wanted to be distracted. No aimless walk around the house ending in a 15 minute conversation which is more about talking with someone you love than it is about talking about something. No one to blame when there are dishes in the sink, cabinet doors left open, lights on all night or the garbage not going out. There can be too much silence, too much introspection, too much time alone, too much yearning. Those things are in your control and eventually, you find your rhythm. You will find the pleasures which fill the spaces and give your life a different feel. I have not doubt, a man who expresses the warmth and integrity you have shown on this forum, will be scooped up by some lucky man who is praying to meet you. I would not be concerned about your time alone. I would savor it while you have it. I believe that by this time in 5 years, you will have sons, and in-laws, and possibly grandchildren in your life and you will also have a man and the trial tribulations and wonders which come with that. My advice is this: Take a deep breath. Eat at the kitchen table with some enjoyable music playing in the background. Get laid a lot. Prepare for the adventures of the second part of your life. You are not alone when you are just by yourself, you have family, friends and memories and as important, you have a lifetime ahead of you.

He has a nice body but have you considered Mr. Baldwin for you wrestling fantasy needs?. If you have not, watch some of his wrestling tapes and see if that is what you have in mind.

You are jaded. You know what small problems are? Other people's problems.

Probably a bit too rich for my blood though I have done overnights for less than that. So probably not.

I know two people who crossed the street and got hit by a car. So we should recommend that people not cross the street? No matter our genetics, we have choices. No matter our personal circumstances, we have choices. No matter how impoverished financially, spiritually, physically, we have choices. Others have overcome struggles we can not even imagine because they realized they had choices and they made them. Wallow or opt for change. Look for help and helpers, or blame a family curse. The option is yours. Choose wisely. Choose success. And in the immortal words of the t shirt that clung to George Micheal's young, firm, hairy chest Choose Life. ttps://

Depression is something which one should not deal with alone. Seek out medical help. The combination of depression and alcoholism can be deadly. Again, seeking help is the first step. You may find that by stopping your self medication with beer, which in itself is a depressant, you may start to see solutions to other life crises. Support groups, such as AA may give you guidance in facing the difficulties which have led to alcohol being such a strong force in your life. In addition, AA may serve as one way of starting to connect on a social level. Only you can take the first step. You may be surprised how many people will reach out the hoist you up once you stretch out a hand and ask for help. It may be a long journey, but please take the first step.

Found this quote in the comments section of a YouTube Version of Unchained Melody. Some questioned the veracity of the post, even after one of the respondents posted part of the obituary of the original poster of the statement. I am siding with the romantics rather than the cynics. "I am 98 yrs. old I lost my wife of 73 yrs. 4 yrs.ago. This has become my favorite song since then even though it makes me cry!!!"

And while you are listening to the Righteous Brothers' Station do not forget: