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What!! It was a huge deal at the time, that the Pope had authorized exhibiting the work in the Vatican Pavillion at the world's fair. You must not have watched much TV.

That's not old lady food. When I was a little kid, my mother used to have a few friends over for a ladies' lunch occasionally. She always served chicken a la king in puff paste shells. Now THAT's old lady food.

There's a new ramen place in my neighborhood with lines out the door.

I smoked for about 15 years total. I quit when I was 35. That was more than 30 years ago. When I was in my 20s, I quit once for three years and started again. I've never gone back to it. After the first few months, I've never wanted to. I do, however, smoke an occasional cigar, which doesn't seem to provoke any desire for a cigarette. You just have to keep trying. When I quit for good, it didn't seem that difficult. That was back in the 80s when they started having no-smoking sections in restaurants and generally, a lot of people were quitting then. It was when hosts started asking smokers to go outside and smoke in the garage and that sort of thing. I started doing things like sitting in the no-smoking section of restaurants when I was with non-smokers and not smoking if I was a guest in a non-smoker's house. By doing that, I learned I could go without a cigarette even for a few hours without missing it. And all I was actually trying to do was use situations like that to cut down. The catalyst for actually quitting was a new boyfriend who was very persnickety about smoking. He went out of town for a week and I quit while he was gone and have never looked back.

Maybe they aren't the paragons you think they are. They may not be involved in mortal combat with the dark side. May be they just don't want tattooes.

My brother in law and his brother in law own a few Japanese restaurants in and around Ft. Lauderdale. One of them is even on Las Olas Blvd. I'm not a conoisseur of Japanese food. I like sushi and miso soup. Other than that, I eat white folks Japanese food - Teriyaki, tempura, yakitori, shabu shabu - that sort of thing. The first time I ate at one of their restaurants, I said I thought the food was superb - and it is. They considered it a high compliment, coming as it did from somebody from San Francisco who obviously ought to know really good Japanese food.

Sometimes. But sometimes that sort of client just wants to covertly express disapproval of the escort's way of making a living, even though the client himself is a patron.

I used to like them too. Got bored with them, tho.

Who doesn't like blue cheese?-a few people from the south or the midwest

Friendly is all I look for.

So, in addition to everything else, an escort is supposed to be able to write engaging, informative ad copy.

My impression of day-to-day life in NYC is that it's pretty fast, more so than other parts of the country. Maybe in NYC, people are distracted enough by getting on to the next thing that they don't sit around ruminating much.

Telling people that you're gay is kind of last century. Being out makes it unnecessary. Those long conversations about being gay and straight folks saying they wish they understood it better, etc etc. just don't happen anymore.

A slip yes... of the fingers. Sometimes a typo is just a typo.

My house was built in 1931. It's in great condition.

And in inspection generally only costs a few hundred dollars. Great investment.

I will agree that it has the virtue of not being a dessert masquerading as a side dish, like so many dishes are that turn up at Thanksgiving.

West Hollywood is a famous gayborhood. It doesn't seem unreasonable that a house like that in WEHO would go on the market for 2 mil.

I've never made it, and whenever it turns up it just always seems bland and gloppy.

Standard holiday fare at out house when I was a kid. My father always made it for Thanksgiving and Christmas - no other time. We loved it. A few years ago, I wondered if people would like it and took it to a Thanksgiving potluck. Instead of mayo, I made a blue cheese dressing for it and added green grapes. Reaction was mixed. Most really liked it. Some obviously didn't like it at all. I wasn't surprised by the people who didn't like it - distinctly meat-and-potatoes types.

Right. Since you didn't know there was even such a thing as gay men, it is doubtful it would have even occurred to you to look in the dictionary for an alternate meaning for the word "gay." You didn't know what you didn't know.

Well, no, it woudn't have. It wasn't in general use then, but it was used by gay men to describe themselves.

You're not THAT old. The expression has been in use at least since the 50s.

The massage scene has changed so much that you never know what you're going to get, no matter what you pay for. I 've gotten so that I always book a therapeutic massage and if it turns into more, great. If it doesn't, then at least I got what I paid for.

When I started my own practice, I considered doing contract work for the firm that handled most of the business for one of the prepaid legal plans. I searched yelp reviews of this firm and found one bad review after another, most of them from subscribers to this particular plan.