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And yet, somehow, those highly intelligent people who can't tie their own shoes do amazing science that changes the world, they form billion dollar companies, they get Nobel prizes. How could that be?

Many years ago, on Thanksgiving day, I picked an extraordinarily cute guy up in a park. He was just a vision - muscles for days, hairy chest and arms. And very submissive. He would do anything he was told. But he was also not the sharpest knife in the drawer. He made his living as an exterminator and he told me that, as a hobby, he collected salt and pepper shakers. I asked him how he decided to collect salt and pepper shakers and he said, "I don't know. I figured I needed a hobby, so I decided to collect salt & pepper shakers." He was great sex, I should have had a great time, But I didn't. He was so dumb that I couldn't rid myself of the feeling that I was exploiting him. He wanted to come back - I wanted him to come back but I hated that feeling that I was exploiting him, so we never met up again.

Because you're spending a lot of time talking about it. I suspect some clients prefer someone of lesser intelligence because it is easier to feel superior to them.

I'm a patent attorney. About a year ago, I met a hookup who was absolutely enthralled with the intricacies of patent law.

Maybe intelligence isn't a premium for you. Otherwise you would have found a way to screen the less intelligent ones.

They have to start somewhere - why not say that you are educated? I assume someone who says he is educated has at least a four-year degree. I have noticed thought, that the more degrees a person has, the less they are impressed by their own degrees.

I don't think I have met a provider that I didn't think was smarter than average. I'm not that interested in how many degrees they have so it doesn't ever come up. But it is always a pleasure to have hot sex with a guy who is extra smart.

But also, she just dismissed it as silly - no drama, nothing personal, she didn't come to any conclusions about his character or the way he used his time., or whether it was bad that he was trying to be different.

When I do a show, I get a mani/pedicure and a coat of clear polish. I love it. It makes me sad when it wears off.

Im neutral as far as most colors - I can take or leave it. but a man with black nails - whoa. I'm thinking of trying it myself.

Lying about one's age seems to be common in the hookup world too. I have a FB whose profile says he is 55, and I found out recently that he is 60. I'm told that 60 is sort of a glass ceiling. It doesn't matter how hot you are or how young you look, 60 is a deal-killer. So there all these men on hook up sites who give their age as 55 or so, who are actually 60 - 60+. I'm a young 70, but I can't imagine trying to pass for 55.

I have known two guys with a history of kidney stones. They both drink plenty of water

Both of these guys are very interesting. I have been considering play with a trans-man but haven't done it yet. A trans-man, though, doesn't fulfill the fantasy I described - a cis-man who has a vagina. They do exist, but they are scarce. There is the guy I chatted with in LV who has disappeared. And there is Joe Mangina - a mtf, who then changed his mind and went back to being a cis man. He lives in Socal and I have chatted with him a couple times - he is quite a stud - big muscles, hairy chest - and a gorgeous surgical pussy.

And getting bigger all the time.

I would certainly look him up. Thanks so much.

To me jaded is world-weary, spoiled, pouty, expecting somebody to cure your ennui by entertaining you. The OP just craves some novelty - seems very healthy to me.

Sounds wonderful - I'd love a taste. Since I can bone a chicken, maybe I should make it at Christmas.

It was one of the most intimate friendships I have ever had. We were never involved sexually, and there was never any question of it. But we just loved being around each other. I would often go over to his apartment and we would sit and read together all afternoon long. He was very bright and had a great sense of humor and was very quirky and he had a beautiful hairy chest.

I have known anti-semitic Jews. I had a very good friend who was a Jew and anti-semitic. He was so conflcted - he would invite me to come to the Friday night service at the gay synagogue here in San Francicso and then mutter things about "Hebes" all the way through the service. He loved/hated being around other Jews. I'm not a Jew myself but I love and respect Jews and like to be around them. And I'm crazy about Jewish men. One time, I made some hammentaschen and invited him and another Jewish friend over for coffee on Purim. He sat there at the table complaining that they were the token Jews that days. He was just comical.

I read once that that happened more than once in Germany during the runaway inflation experienced after WWI.

I also don't eat hot dogs. It has never bothered me that they are made from scrap but it does bother me that they are mostly fat and salt

You're describing a boutique-scale vertically-integrated process for getting the beef to market while it is very fresh. And I don't doubt that that happened at your relatives' family farm. The conventional process is a large-scale, horizontally-integrated process in which the farmer raises the cows, they go to a feed lot for finishing, then to slaughter, then to be butcher and, finally, to market.

They slaughtered and butchered the animals right on the farm? Unusual.

Nuke hard ice cream for 15 seconds - its just right. Scoops easily, but not at all melted.

In the Bay area, Lucky's advertises on Instacart that it offers store pricing for Instacart shoppers. Safeway doesn't offer store pricing and charges significantly more.