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I'm from that part of the country (Rochester). Sometimes people who came from there move back for one reason or other - family, they burn out on California, they are down on their luck. I moved back there for a couple years in the late 80's. When I told people that I was moving to California, most everyone congratulated me and said they wished they were going with me. There was a straight couple I was really fond of - he was a goldsmith and designed beautiful gold jewelry and I had mad crush on him. His wife ran their business. She and I were having lunch a short while before I left and she suddenly asked me, "And just what is wrong with being a big fish in a little pond?" I was astonished, but I said "Why, nothing if that's what makes you happy."

aww - thank you!!

Where have you been for the last 30 years? My mother told me that when I was about 5 and I noticed that the most of the guys who ran the amusements at the county fair had tattoos. Such is no longer the case.

I'm fairly heavily tattooed. My husband asked me never to get my chest tattooed. I started noticing that most chest tattoos, in fact, don't look very good and I was glad that he had asked me not to tattoo my chest. I love guys with tattoos, and I'm not saying I wouldn't hire a guy with a tattoed chest, but I do think that most chest tattoos don't look very good. Small ones are OK.

I had an older friend, no longer living, who was pretty well off. In his eighties he fell madly in love with a much younger Turkish man who had a wife and 5 children. He started spending all his time in Turkey. Some of his friends were concerned that the Turkish lover might be a fortune hunter. I don't know how things played out, but I thought having a young Turkish lover who was after your money would be an intersting problem to have.

Yep, love it. One time, at the gym, in the locker room, I was walking toward the showers behind a guy with an extremely hairy back. He was so hairy, I could barely see his skin. In every other way, he was completely ordinary, but I got a boner walking along looking at that hairy back in front of me.

But you offered that as one of your reasons not to go on PrEP.

There is a street in Quebec with his son's name but not his.

I suppose there might be. There is a Facebook group for people who have that surname and they say he was the first person in the new world with that surname.

French - his ancestor emmigrated from France in about 1670 and was a shoemaker in Quebec City.

Not aghast, but I don't eat it much - a sandwich from Subway or a burrito from Chipotle now and again. The last time I can remember eating at the Golden Arches was about 8 years ago. It's the same thing as eating frozen dinners - nothing satisfying about it.

My great-grandfather was a Canadian stonemason - but he was born in and lived in Quebec until he emmigrated to the US.

Odds are different from probability. The odds of successful infection increase with the number of events, but the probability of infection from a single event is unaffected. Having given this a little more thought, I can see that odds are a much more useful way of expressing the probability of infection. But odds would only be accurate if each event was substantially identical.

No - it means that every time you have sex in the scenario you have described, there is a 1% possibility that you will become infected with HIV from that encounter. The probablity doesn't carry over from one encounter to another - it resets with each encounter.

If they are monitoring your serum creatinine closely the way the are supposed to be, they can catch it before it becomes permanent kidney damage.

Or hire an estate planning attorney to set up a Medicaid asset protection trust.

I make an Italian white bean soup that is nothing but water, beans, rosemary and garlic. It is great made with water, but chicken broth really perks it up

I can tolerate Progresso, otherwise I make my own soups, albeit with canned broth unless I have some broth left over from a roast chicken. Love navy bean soup and split pea soup.

Eating frozen meals leave me completely unsatisfied - I don't understand how anyone can make them a major part of their diet. I

Note that I didn't say all gays are good in bed. Of course I've had my share of lousy lays. Truth be told. before I learned to excuse myself and walk away from a mistmatch, I was a lousy lay on more than one occasion.

Sexual prowess? I don't know about that - I imagine the average gay guy is much more skilled at sex than the average straight guy

I'm prone to postural hypotension - I have never fainted, but if I go from lying or sitting to standing too quickly, I need to sit right back down until the dizziness passes. I have had this since I was in my 20's. I can imagine clients who have this problem are fairly commonplace.

I belonged to a BNI group for awhile and I volunteered to be a greeter. The main job was to make sure that guests and new members were comfortable. Every week I stood at the door saying hello to everybody as they arrived and shaking hands - "Good morning, great to see you," etc. etc. I got so comfortable at working a room, and enjoying it, that I just started meeting people everywhere and getting into great conversations.

Maybe. In rural Mississippi, it could get you punched out, but in San Francisco, even a lot of straight guys enjoy flirting. Years ago, I went to a weekly business networking breakfast. There were a mortgage broker and a real estate broker, both straight and married, both great-looking, who actually used to compete for my attention. I thought the dynamic was a lot of fun.

It used to be that, first thing in the morning or with breakfast, it was tea, then coffee later in the day.