Topseed

The episode I referenced above occurred within a matter of seconds....I'm guessing no more than 10.  The subsequent press reports included the "800" tip-line phone number for the SFPD. By this, I'm assuming that no one on the street that evening rose to Unicorn's standard of behavior, myself included.

In late April I witnessed a hit and run killing of an innocent woman on a scooter in the Tenderloin. She was dragged underneath a large black SUV for half a block until the car paused, ran over her again, and then sped off into the night. The woman died.

Since then I have been haunted by the horror of this....the sadness of a life gone and her family/friends having to hear that she was killed on a Sunday evening by a callous driver....and the shock that someone could be so uncaring as to drive away. I think this person will never be brought to justice, and the thought of that sickens me.

My affection for my college alma mater isn't deep enough to warrant attending a reunion.

The last high school reunion I attended was my 35th. (Yes, years ago.) Instead of the usual picture-sharing and 20 questions (i.e., what do you do, where do you live, etc.), I decided to ask people whom in the room had the most felonies. (I am not kidding about this.) Wouldn't everyone enjoy knowing that?   🙂

And....that experience satisfied my curiosity. Enough.

I believe his Instagram shows him moving to Los Angeles.

Flunked the "discrete/discreet" test. And "jack of all traits"?  That's an additional smack across the knuckles with a ruler.

I met him in 2013 or 2014, as I recall.  Pic #37 is one I took when he was at my home.  He's a sweet guy and I enjoyed topping him. I think that his assertion of being 32 years old might be, well, in question.

I do echo the concern about his current physique...pics 17 and 19 may be among the more recent, I think. Most definitely ask for FaceTime or current pictures.

More Stubborn Than Smart

Another possibility: kidney stones.

Please consult your urologist.

(Subsequent clarification: I agree with later posters. I misread the topic, as blood in my urine lead to a kidney stone diagnosis, and then two surgical procedures.) 

Titanic.

(Interpret any wish you wish. Odds are I'll agree.  😉)

John Cena, Michael B Jordan, and Chris Hemsworth.

The 2 best get another round. The loser gets to watch. 😉

If his ass is available, I’m interested.

It’s wonderful to visit. It’s a snow globe as a resident (which I was). 
Yes, plenty of disposable income and gay men…who, with few exceptions, are partnered. When I lived there, I left town to have a sex life. 

No.

Am I living in the truth?

Some of the loneliest people I know are married.

I see this as not a question of which is “better”. There is no ranking.

Instead: do I know what brings me joy? …what brings me purpose? And is a relationship additive to these? 

I'll add my endorsement of Nate Grimes. Fun.

Least favorite: Orlando. Dull as dirt.

2nd place, least favorite: Boston. Not much receptive to outside (and outsider) thinking.

Favorite: NYC. The "push and shove" of dealing with clients there always kept me on my toes as a professional. And I never took it personally.

I've met him in WeHo. Great time. His pics are accurate. His ass is a work of art. Seemed like a decent guy.

Santa Fe. The usual summer throng is long gone. Hiking is great this time of year. No excuse for a bad restaurant meal. Be mindful that it's an early-to-bed town, however.

I hold the door open for my buddy to leave.

And that's after I placed his coat on a proper hanger when he arrived.

Mine: the long ago retired Rick Hammersmith.

The idea of being surrounded 24/7 by old(er) people makes my flesh crawl. I both need and enjoy being around my younger friends. 

My grandmother spent the last years of her life in a community with a "continuum of care". During my visits she would have me join her and her friends at their lunch table. Their humor was of the gallows variety, to say the least. And little wonder my grandmother would sneak out of there for regular trips to the casino and their slot machines! (I am not kidding about this.)

And: during the pandemic the high-end senior homes here in Chicago became expensive prisons. All the amenities disappeared. Residents not allowed to have visitors. No communal anything. I understand the reasons for all of this, and it certainly has made me rethink my desire to move into one of these places unless I have to. Instead, I'm thinking I'd rather lean on Instacart, Hello Fresh, GrubHub, Uber, and Amazon.

Cain Marko.  Projects the Daddy vibe. Big ol' bottom on the pickup sites.

My (straight) brother and his family lived there. He adored the place; me not so much.

Adam Driver.