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That's also been like this in my life- as guys retire and move on, finish uni or start their careers, our relationships morph into friendship and more. Of course, not every client/provider experience follows this arc, but it's happened to me more often than not.

That's also been like this in my life- as guys retire and move on, finish uni or start their careers, our relationships morph into friendship and more. Of course, not every client/provider experience follows this arc, but it's happened to me more often than not.

Ooooh too bad, one less stop for my September visit, ugh!

Ooooh too bad, one less stop for my September visit, ugh!

The old saw  - "Canada could have had American technology, British culture, and French cuisine. However, they ended up with French technology, British cuisine, and American culture - sacre bleu!"

The old saw  - "Canada could have had American technology, British culture, and French cuisine. However, they ended up with French technology, British cuisine, and American culture - sacre bleu!"

The old saw  - "Canada could have had American technology, British culture, and French cuisine. However, they ended up with French technology, British cuisine, and American culture - sacre bleu!"

The old saw  - "Canada could have had American technology, British culture, and French cuisine. However, they ended up with French technology, British cuisine, and American culture - sacre bleu!"

A dancer there told me long ago, the garter was considered their "costume", and satisfied the legal requirements.

Sometimes pretty things are meant to be looked at, and not heard or taken seroiusly.

OldMags.com was super easy to work with when I winnowed down my "library" recently, in prep for upcoming retirement and relocation.

OldMags.com was super easy to work with when I winnowed down my "library" recently, in prep for upcoming retirement and relocation.

Sometimes pretty things are meant to be looked at, and not heard or taken seroiusly.

OldMags.com was super easy to work with when I winnowed down my "library" recently, in prep for upcoming retirement and relocation.

Must admit, international travel is off the menu for me, at least until the world is in a healthier condition. Next month, my stepdaughter is getting married in Bensalem, PA- after being stuck in travel-visa hell in Poland for the better part of the last year, they finally got back home in June. We take so much for granted, and I'm gonna gird my loins and do this- hope it works out ok, but it's time to get back to some semblance of normalcy

Must admit, international travel is off the menu for me, at least until the world is in a healthier condition. Next month, my stepdaughter is getting married in Bensalem, PA- after being stuck in travel-visa hell in Poland for the better part of the last year, they finally got back home in June. We take so much for granted, and I'm gonna gird my loins and do this- hope it works out ok, but it's time to get back to some semblance of normalcy

Sunday evening, I made the decision, as a matter of equal time, that I needed to stop into Silverado, Portland's "senior" male strip club. Comparing the old dog, to the young pups around the corner at Stag, seems the right thing to do now that both are open. First off, the check of vax records gets you a wristband allowing mask-free entrance to the club. Partial vax or none at all means you have to wear a mask at all times except drinking/eating, and those persons are reminded by staff over the PA every few minutes. A little irritating, but that's the current rules here. Most of the ground floor tables are blocked off, and the video poker and lottery games are still plexiglassed off. The pool table and bar are open.
Downstairs, the stage room is listed as capacity of 36, and was full at 8pm- no staff monitoring that max capacity, and many more persons in that area could be problematic. Only one bartender in the two-station bar, but not much of a line, and Trevor recognized me and had a But Light pulled as I walked up- is that a good thing or a bad thing, that the strip club bartender recognizes you and has your drink already out for you, even after a year of pandemic? Color me embarrassed just a bit.
About 12 dancers- a mix of ethnicities, a few frat-bro types, and a couple of twinks. I'd say 2/3rds were returning vets, some longtimers and some fresh guys. Almost all stripped down to nude for at least part of their set- it sorta sent me back in time to 2019. The VIP stalls were busy, and some of the dancers had customers lined up for that. Being a Sunday night, the MC was a drag queen ( a longtime tradition on Sunday), and there was about 5-6 ladies in the crowd. So, just about back to normal - but the 11pm closing time is still in place until 70% statewide vax gets rid of that. So, the nights are condensed for now- dancers 7 - 11 pm, instead of the old two-shift Sunday shows. They are open every night, tho- baby steps, I guess. It was cool to catch up with the old hands, and easier to chat without being masked. Glad I stopped in, if only to check it out and say hey to the veteran dancers. 

Sometimes pretty things are meant to be looked at, and not heard or taken seroiusly.

Sometimes pretty things are meant to be looked at, and not heard or taken seroiusly.

Went over to Mom's on Sunday noontime. As I parked and walked up to the door I saw the front room windows wide open and two fans working- the thermostat said it was 87 degrees inside!. She had got out the portable  AC cabinet, but had the hoses hooked up wrong- the exhaust was heating up the room, not cooling. So, project #1 was to get the AC vented properly, and in an hour the living room was down to 78 degs. During the wait we had "the talk" about driving and solo travel- I doubt that it took the first time, but my brother and I have agreed to reinforce this idea each visit. Eventually she'll cave ,or she'll tell us to "Fuck off about my car", but at least she knows that we are keeping track. She now knows that I'm serious about leaving for Florida, and the idea is now planted about living in North Idaho, where my middle brother can help keep track of things.
On the other hand, there haven"t been any reports of heat-related deaths in Portland metro, a blessing indeed!

Sometimes pretty things are meant to be looked at, and not heard or taken seroiusly.

Sometimes pretty things are meant to be looked at, and not heard or taken seroiusly.

Went over to Mom's on Sunday noontime. As I parked and walked up to the door I saw the front room windows wide open and two fans working- the thermostat said it was 87 degrees inside!. She had got out the portable  AC cabinet, but had the hoses hooked up wrong- the exhaust was heating up the room, not cooling. So, project #1 was to get the AC vented properly, and in an hour the living room was down to 78 degs. During the wait we had "the talk" about driving and solo travel- I doubt that it took the first time, but my brother and I have agreed to reinforce this idea each visit. Eventually she'll cave ,or she'll tell us to "Fuck off about my car", but at least she knows that we are keeping track. She now knows that I'm serious about leaving for Florida, and the idea is now planted about living in North Idaho, where my middle brother can help keep track of things.
On the other hand, there haven"t been any reports of heat-related deaths in Portland metro, a blessing indeed!

Sometimes pretty things are meant to be looked at, and not heard or taken seroiusly.

Sometimes pretty things are meant to be looked at, and not heard or taken seroiusly.