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Wouk has lived very quietly in PS for decades, because PS is a place where it is easy for an elderly man to go unnoticed.

I had an R10 and two R12s. The 10 was a wonderful little vehicle (it cost $1750 new), but the 12s were problematic. I was stuck for three days in rural Ohio one time, waiting for the arrival of a necessary part for repairs to the first one, and the entire manual floor shift in the other one came out in my hand while driving on a highway one afternoon.

If I remember correctly, one of the last AMC models was a re-badged Renault. (I owned three Renaults between 1969 and 1975.)

He was reviewed on Daddy's twice within the last month, but I don't know if either reviewer is a regular poster here.

When it was new, I actually considered buying the Gremlin with the denim seats.

Umm....how does one verify that they did or did not douche before their activities? Self-reporting?

He describes himself as having a "hairy muscular body," yet in the About Me list under "body hair" he says "none" (?)

Maybe you are not old enough yet. I always read the obituaries, because I find them fascinating human interest stories. I also find them useful when trying to trace friends and acquaintances with whom I have lost touch as I have moved around over the years. My condolences, Unicorn, on the loss of your mother. My mother died in a city in which she had lived for several years, but where she knew hardly anyone outside the retirement home in which she lived, so instead of posting an obituary there, I did it in papers in two other places where she had lived for years, where I wouldn't have known all those I should notify. I think it is important to personally notify family members and old friends who might be hurt at having to learn the news from an obit, but most of us have other people in our lives that you may not be aware of. As other writers have mentioned here, it also brings a kind of closure to memorialize a loved one in print. The only info that I would not include in the obit is specific details about funeral and burial places and times, because it reveals when homes might be left empty; if someone needs to know that info, they can contact you or the funeral home. Anyone with nefarious designs who wants to know ages, birthdates, addresses, etc., can find them easily enough online nowadays. It is also not necessary to reveal the cause of death if you are uncomfortable about it.

A friend of mine was her p.a. at one time, and has continued to drive up to Carmel almost every month just to visit her. She was apparently a wonderful person to work for.

I loved my trips to India, but your concern is legitimate. At times I felt very uncomfortable in the crowds, and it was the only time in my life that I have been pawed by begging lepers.

If you are hiring two guys who advertise as a couple, they probably have one rate. If you are trying to set something up with two individuals, it would depend on the situation, e.g., do you want them to focus exclusively on you, or to also have sex with one another? If one of them cums halfway through the appointment and then drops out, would you feel shortchanged? Etc. It is best to discuss what you expect beforehand so there are no misconceptions on either side.

The only time I bought an around-the-world plane ticket, I did all the travel westbound (Philadelphia-Detroit-Seattle-Tokyo-Moscow-Warsaw-London-Philadelphia). I don't remember having too much trouble with jet lag, but that may have just been coincidence.

Ah, the hottie Mike Austin!

When my spouse used to fly regularly on business from Philadelphia to Singapore years ago, he always had to do it with two stops, one in California and one in either Tokyo or Hong Kong. Between the length of the flying time and the 12 hour time difference, it was always very stressful on the body, and by the time he had adjusted, it was time to return and go through the process again. I refuse to go through that unless I am going to spend at least a week in my destination.

I flew a few times from California to Asia or the South Pacific, and once from Chicago to Osaka non-stop, but after the first trip in economy, I vowed never again to take any flight longer than seven hours unless it was in First or at least Business class. I don't really need lie-flat accommodation (I have done that a couple of times in flights from LAX to Heathrow), but I do need more room than any economy seat offers.

I sent you a private conversation.

"Plus travel" usually means the expense of him traveling from his residence to the hotel if it requires more than public transportation. If it matters to you, you might want to ask him how much he estimates it will cost him. Depending on the city, the location of the hotel, and his location, it may be in double figures.

I have a rather unusual name, and I always thought I was unique. However, the first time I tried to google myself, instead I found links to a young engineer in Switzerland, who is much hotter than I ever was.

I don't piss that much!

I will send you a private conversation, rather than go into specifics here.

Back in the 1950s and 60s, the "models" were usually straight, and their payment for posing was frequently a blowjob.

My spouse's doctor was so popular that he had a ridiculous number of patients, and my spouse almost always ended up seeing the doctor's P.A., who was very good. However, when the P.A. moved to San Francisco, the doctor decided to change to a concierge practice (MDVIP), to dramatically reduce his patient load and see them all himself. My spouse decided it was worthwhile for him to spend the money ($2200/yr) to become a patient in the practice, and we have had no regrets. He gets lots of consultation, and it is much easier to get appointments than it used to be. The doctor is oriented very strongly toward preventive care, so he is always doing tests and monitoring results. He also is very connected to the local medical network, so his referrals are uniformly excellent. When my spouse first mentioned that he was having short term memory problems, the doctor immediately sent him to a neurologist friend of his who was running a nationally funded study, which included a free (!) PET scan of the brain, that revealed the typical Alzheimer's plaque on my spouse's brain (Medicare didn't routinely pay for the expensive test before the study, but the study results have apparently convinced them that it is worthwhile to do so, and they will probably soon include it as a standard benefit). During a routine exam, when my spouse casually mentioned an odd symptom, the doctor immediately ordered an MRI, and called us on a Sunday from his office (!) to say that he had just contacted a vascular surgeon whom he wanted us to see the next day; the surgeon confirmed that his carotid was 90% blocked, and operated a couple of days later. Normally my spouse would have completely ignored the symptom, which didn't seem problematic. To us, all this coddling seems worth the price. I had a different P.C.P. until last year, and although I liked him very much, it was obvious to me that he was winding down his practice as he grew old (well, he's actually younger than I am, but still...). I was getting tired of calling the office but frequently being told that he wasn't available and I should go to urgent care instead. Since I go with my spouse to all his appointments anyway, because I manage his care, I decided it made more sense for me to pay the concierge fee and switch to his doctor myself. Suddenly I find my own health being much better monitored than it has ever been before, and chronic problems that my old doctor passed off as "just getting old" are looked at seriously. One of them has even been eliminated with medication that my old doctor never considered. I admit to feeling a little uncomfortable at paying to get special treatment, but it really has been an investment that has paid off.

I knew several gay photographers back in the 1960s, and believe me, they always got involved.

We bought a house that had a bidet in the master bathroom. We never used it, so we took it out and used the space more efficiently for a bookcase, which we needed in the bathroom. We left the bidet in the basement, in case the next owner wanted to reinstall it. Our current house has a huge jetted tub in the master bathroom, but it also has a separate large shower stall with a seat; in the two years we have been here, the tub has never been used. We speculate about how we might better use the tub space, but we haven't come up with anything practical. I like the idea of having a urinal, but the space is much too large.

We bought a house that had a bidet in the master bathroom. We never used it, so we took it out and used the space more efficiently for a bookcase, which we needed in the bathroom. We left the bidet in the basement, in case the next owner wanted to reinstall it. Our current house has a huge jetted tub in the master bathroom, but it also has a separate large shower stall with a seat; in the two years we have been here, the tub has never been used. We speculate about how we might better use the tub space, but we haven't come up with anything practical. I like the idea of having a urinal, but the space is much too large.