Charlie

These two are definitely different guys. I am amazed that the first one describes his body type as "muscular"!

I almost never buy something I can't see/touch/smell first, so I have never ordered delivery from a supermarket, and never will unless I become physically immobilized. In fact, for me physical shopping is part of the fun of buying things, so I have almost never bought anything online that I can shop for in person. On another topic, I bought TP yesterday for the first time this year (I had enough from before the pandemic); all of my local markets seem to have it now. What I can't find anywhere still is Clorox cleaner.

Ad gone again.

You must have really agonized about which thread to post this one in (architecture, armpit, bush, cocky, etc.)

OK, you're definitely old.

No, but I love Rummikub. (Does that make me look old?)

Happy Birthday! Don't get overheated today.

In terms of financial wealth, my spouse considers anyone "rich" if they have more money than he does. I, however, am rich in accumulated experiences.

I assume you didn't check those population figures: Juneau, AK; Dover, DE; Frankfort, KY; Augusta, ME; Jefferson City, MO; Helena, MT; Carson City, NV; Concord, NH; Bismarck, ND; Harrisburg, PA; Pierre, SD; Olympia, WA; Charleston, WV; and Cheyenne, WY, are all smaller than Santa Fe. The smallest of all is Montpelier, VT, with a little over 7,000. I've been to all of them, and Santa Fe feels more urban to me than any of the others, except Carson City and Harrisburg.

I'm retired, so I often don't remember what day of the week this is. If I get a call from a doctor's office, I know it's a weekday.

A gay friend of mine retired to Santa Fe after he had one lung removed for cancer, and he said the altitude was not a problem for him. I visited him there, and he seemed quite happy and physically active. He lived there for ten years, until he got cancer in the other lung. (Another gay friend retired there with one kidney, but that's a different story.)

I, too, dislike a hunk of lettuce on my sandwich or burger. It adds nothing to the taste, and often bulks up the burger to the point that it is hard to get it in my mouth. (Making the sandwich or burger look bigger is probably the reason they add it.) The lettuce also tends to make the thing slippery and hard to hold. I usually remove the lettuce before I start to eat.

Riis Park was the first gay beach location I ever went to, almost 60 years ago. The changing rooms were notorious then. Nice to hear it is still somewhat active.

Check his latest review at Daddy's, which is extremely negative.

I am happy that the surgery worked out. I mentioned that incident in response to @purplekow's suggestion that I get a doctor to talk to her about CoVid, as an example of the fact that she doesn't always believe what a doctor tells her, because she thinks she knows better. And of course she dislikes my political beliefs. We both have managed to live with that until the coronavirus came along. It's hard to discuss daily life in a pandemic when one person doesn't believe the pandemic is real.

Goodnews, bad news department: Fenofibrate is one of the meds that my spouse takes daily. If this turns out to be true, it will probably make it suddenly harder to get and more expensive.

Unfortunately, I know nothing about her doctor(s). She had orthopedic surgery 5 weeks ago, but I noticed that she disdained much of the doctor's post-operative advice, and she was satisfied with her results. She is 75 and has spent a good deal of her life taking care of other people (parents, brother, husband, even her brother's boyfriend, who was an oncologist), so she tends to trust her own judgment, often with good reason. This time I think she is letting her political beliefs overwhelm her usual good sense.

I was invited to the party only because I had had sex with the manager the night before.

I didn't even know the Eagle was still in existence! I remember being invited to the opening night party decades ago.

That is how I would approach the subject with most people, but I am not sure how much she trusts medical journals. I think she may be getting anecdotal info from people she worked with at the hospital, and generalizing from that. Unfortunately, there has been so much media controversy over the accuracy of the statistical reporting in Florida that she is not likely to accept anything from official sources, which is typical of her general cynicism about government bureaucracy. She wears a mask when it is a rule, but because of her own medical background (a half century of working in medical labs) she trusts her own instincts more than she does my advice about medical matters.

Unfortunately, this is a case in which politics and a disease have become so intertwined that it is difficult to talk about one without reference to the other, and much of our discussion about our daily lives these days concerns issues related to CoVid. For example, she was very eager to see the restrictions on most activities lifted in Florida, so she could return to the gym (unmasked) and eating in restaurants, because she thought that there shouldn't have been restrictions imposed in the first place. She thought many "deaths from CoVid" were really not due to CoVid at all. That's the kind of thing I find hard to ignore, or to discuss without getting into politics.

I am having a somewhat more subtle problem with one of my oldest friends since high school. At considerable personal effort and expense, she took care of her brother (my best friend) when he was dying of AIDS, and later took care of his boyfriend when he was dying of cancer; she has lived with her brain-damaged (motorcycle accident) husband for many years. She has always had lesbian and gay friends, and has straight white women friends with black husbands. She has a medical technology degree, has lived and traveled all over the world, is fluent in a couple of languages, and has always been a supportive friend to my partner and me. Therefore, I was very surprised four years ago to discover that she was a strong Trump supporter, and she preferred that we not talk about politics. I am now finding that she doesn't believe the statistics about CoVid-19--even though she retired from working in a hospital in Florida!--and thinks it is being hyped by Democrats for political gain. She told me after the 2016 election that some of her friends permanently dropped her because of her Trump support. She shies away from any attempt from me to talk about her belief in Trump and Democratic conspiracies. I don't want to break off our long relationship, but I am finding it increasingly difficult to ignore the elephant in the room, especially since we communicate frequently by email and phone. I don't want this thread to be moved to the Politics forum, because it is really about how we deal with personal relationships that are interrupted by any kind of conflict over subjects that are important to us.

I am not going to do a search, but I think that you and I both saw this movie together in a theater years ago, and commented on it here.

The Bacon quote is so familiar to me from the literature of the Enlightenment period that it hadn't occurred to me that others might not recognize it. I guess Neo-Classical writers like Alexander Pope are not read much any more.