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My signature is legible, IMHO, but over the years it has become less neat that it was when I was young. When I look at my signature on things I signed in college days, its neatness looks rather juvenile to me. I hate trying to sign it on an iPad or other electronic device, because although it is probably still decipherable, it doesn't look anything like my regular script. I always use my full first and last name and middle initial on checks and legal documents, but not on more casual pieces of writing. I have a particular way of carrying the crossed "t" in my first name into my middle initial, which I never do in my normal cursive script, and I never use a period after the MI, so if I didn't see those peculiarities, I would know I hadn't signed the document. My spouse, on the other hand, decided at some time in the distant past to make his signature an indecipherable scrawl, because he thought it would be harder to forge. On the contrary, I can forge it on checks and other documents, because I know what the major elements are supposed to be, but the total signature is so irregular even from one sample to another, that I imagine someone else could, too, after carefully examining a few examples. When we did our mail-in ballots for the 2020 election, he wrote a carefully legible signature on it, and when I saw it, I said, "They will never accept that as your real signature, because that's not what it looks like on your voter registration." I don't know whether the officials tossed the ballot or not.

This is a very relevant topic for me, and none of the poll answers are appropriate. When my mother was widowed at 75, she realized that she couldn't continue to take care of a big house and live alone, so she moved to an "age restricted" development in Florida, in which both of her younger sisters lived. Although she had her own small home, as her eyesight failed, she needed more and more help from one of her sisters. Then she had a mastectomy at 88, and I suggested that it was time for her to move to Philadelphia to live with my partner and me. But we both worked fulltime, and she was bored living in our home, with no social life. So at 94, she announced that she wanted to move to a continuum of care community connected to her church. She moved into an assisted living apartment there, where she could take part in activities and make friends with her peers. Eventually she became so disabled that she had to be moved into the nursing care facility there, where she was not happy--but then who is happy slowly dying anywhere? My spouse and I have no children or family members who could take care of us if it became necessary, so when he was diagnosed with Alzheimer's six years ago, we started looking at continuum of care communities for ourselves. We decided we really weren't ready to make that big a move yet, so we opted to move into an "active adult 55+" development instead. It has been a good choice for the past four years, but nothing stays the same permanently. We are both physically healthy now, but as his condition deteriorates, I am turning into pretty much a fulltime caregiver, and I am starting to think again about continuum of care communities, because at some time we will both need to be taken care of. I hope to God I don't live as long as my mother, but who knows? We all would like to be independent until the very end of our lives, but one of the consequences of modern medicine and healthy lifestyles is that it is not realistic for many of us to just drop dead quickly while playing tennis or preparing a dinner for guests in our lovely home (or while having sex with a gorgeous escort). Finding the right place to live in our final years is neither easy nor fool-proof (COVID certainly taught us that), but it doesn't do any good to ignore the issue.

I think he did it mainly because the tv camera was on him in the stands as he watched a more popular later match, which probably got wider attention than his own trophy ceremony, unfortunately. I have watched wheelchair matches, and they are not easy--imagine trying to maneuver a wheelchair into position on the court to return a ball and hit a winner.

For me it was 21; after that it was a slow slide downhill. By 30, I couldn't even cum more than four times at an orgy.

Should I have put a smiley😁 next to it?

Some of them undoubtedly were. I hope you helped them.

Well, if you consider all the married men who have sex with their wives as well as other men, not to mention all the men who describe themselves as bi-sexual on Rentmen (😁). However, the original post is about college age men, and many younger men are functionally bi-sexual while they are trying to figure out exactly what they want. Many of the posters on this site have said that it took them a long time to become exclusively homosexual.

"Wanna go for a ride in our Impala convertible?"

I think he is referring to the number of men who are functionally bisexual, which is probably larger than those who are exclusively gay in their behavior.

Excellent addition! It may become my go-to response. Or maybe not.

He would make a nice "escort" if you just want to show off to your friends at a public event. Maybe he even did mistake the sort of site it is ("Am straight men" doesn't sound like someone with strong reading skills).

I also keep my old SE because it is convenient to carry if I am just going out for a short trip, but I have also noticed that since the latest update it won't hold a charge for more than a day, even with little use. My 11 is a much more useful machine, but it is so damn heavy in a pocket (because I live in PS, I hardly ever wear anything but a T-shirt and shorts for half the year).

HIV was more "disastrous" than COVID for those who got it, at least in the early years, because no one got a mild case of AIDS--if you got it, you probably died of it once symptoms appeared, no matter your age or physical condition. However, people quickly learned how to avoid getting it, and for those in whom symptoms took a long time to develop, treatments were developed in the 1990s which allowed those who were infected to live with the disease. COVID, on the other hand, is so new that we don't know what the long term effects will be in those who survive the initial infection, which is much more difficult to avoid than HIV--it's a lot easier not to fuck with people than not to breathe around them. (An important difference between the viruses is that SARS-CoV-2 causes COVID symptoms within days, whereas HIV may not cause AIDS symptoms for months or years.) In the short term, COVID has had a much more dramatic effect on the world than HIV had when it first appeared in the 1980s, or has now, because COVID has spread so quickly to so many more people in more places, but it is possible that over time COVID will seem to be no more "disastrous" than the flu became after the initial pandemic was over in the early 20th century.

He often appeared in mags in the 70s, but I think this photo was probably taken in the late 60s.

One rarely knows why a person was given a "time out," and often can only guess from his posts, since an offending post may have been removed.

I always use my Trader Joe's bags when I shop in other markets, because they hold much more than the bags from Von's, Ralph's or Stater's, and are much more durable.

They just heard that Oliver is in the house!

The one thing that I have done the longest, and that I still can do.

That is true, but many people can't help conflating regret and guilt in their own minds (my cousin even said, "I feel guilty..."), which is why the psychological issue is often called "survivor guilt," even when the person experiencing it deserves no blame.

Yesterday I got a phone call from a cousin to let me know that her youngest brother had died of cancer. I have never been very close to either of them, but I let her talk on and on because I could tell she needed to unburden grief. She said that he had wanted her to visit him to have a conversation about how he hoped she could help his wife and sons after he was gone. But she was very serious about observing pandemic recommendations about limited travel, and avoiding those who were medically vulnerable, so she never went to see him. Now she realizes that she has no idea what he wanted to tell her, and it is obvious that she feels terribly guilty about it. The last time I heard from her was last year, when she called me about her oldest brother. At the beginning of the pandemic, he broke his ankle. He was fairly heavy and diabetic, and his wife felt she could not handle him by herself at home, but she was worried about having strangers in the house when people were being told to isolate at home; their daughter, a nurse in another state, told her that instead she should put him in a short-term nursing care facility until he could walk again. So she did, and within a short time he got COVID, the place was closed to visitors, and he died without seeing his family again. There are plenty of anecdotes about anti-vaxers and "COVID is a hoax" types feeling rightfully guilty about causing loved ones to become ill, but there are probably also lots of other people doing what they believed was medically responsible behavior for the sake of their loved ones, only to now wonder whether they did the right thing: the pandemic conundrum.

Apparently even Novak shed some tears under the towel at the end, and I don't blame him: to come so close and lose each set in the final by only a single break is the bitterest kind of disappointment.

The requirement for proof of vaccination for indoor dining and bars is actually a regulation imposed by the city of Palm Springs, not a state requirement. Neighboring cities in the Coachella Valley do not have the same requirements.

I am currently reading Young Benjamin Franklin by Nick Bunker, an in-depth examination of Franklin's life before he became a world-famous figure. It is a brilliant explanation of the influences that created his character. (As a longtime Philadelphian, I have always been fascinated by Franklin and his place in American history.)

I suspect that most of the celebrities that showed up to see the match only wanted to be able to say that they were there when Novak won the Grand Slam, and were probably more annoyed than disappointed. It certainly was a surprise that Medvedev won as easily as he did; there will be lots of Monday morning quarterbacks explaining the result, but to me Novak just looked old for the first time that I can remember. I kind of wish that the Big Three all retire with 20 slams apiece.

Since we are not identified on the site except by our handles, it is hard to find out what happened to so-and-so if they stop posting, unless another member knows them off the site. Some people announce their departures, but most just disappear. On 9/11, I am reminded how many people died suddenly and unexpectedly on that day; it was a couple of weeks before I discovered that someone I had known years earlier but no longer had a contact with was on one of the planes.