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February 5, 2003
provincial life
My time in Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania has been a daily reminder as to why I moved to DC. Here there are only deeply closeted men or college 'bois', destined to move elsewhere upon graduation. It is obvious that the best, brightest and the cutest have moved to Philly, NYC or DC. It took me 25 years and a self-imposed exile to the gulag on the steppes to realize that factor. I look forward to getting back to my enlightened ghetto in DC.
Before DC, I was living in smaller cities and wasn't meeting the happiest gay men that I could. They were either closeted, limited themselves, or weren't well-educated or travelled. When I was medivaced to DC after a year in Kazakstan, I spent some time exploring the clubs around town. The first ones I visited were Windows and Mr. P's. And yet I stayed. People in DC worked for cool organizations, like the Sierra Club or HRC. Some of them worked on the Hill, and most have been to another country and have advanced degrees. I liked who I was meeting, and I related to them. DC has its faults and it's no cakewalk, but it's the plusses I focus on. I'm sure there is an endearing and sagacious bubba here in Wilkes-Barre somewhere, but I sure ain't stickin' around to find him.
Tomorrow my super-cool coworker Jeff and I will be going to Montage ski resort for a few hours of snowboarding. It rained yesterday and then got very cold, so I'm hoping the snow machines and groomers have been working overtime to rid the slopes of icy spots. I haven't snowboarded in years, but getting up early will be worth it.
Top 10 signs little jimbo was gay:
- Watching 'Magnum P.I.', 'Matt Houston', and Chicago Cubs games with commentator Steve Stone on a regular basis
- Knowing a bit too much about dyeing textiles.
- Not minding watching the Lifetime Channel with Mom
- Voted "Most Creative" in high school
- Being such a good little boy in any K-12 class with male teachers, and being a demonchild in any class led by a female teacher
- Actually going to the school dances to dance
- Helping the girls in show choir crimp their hair before a performance
- Following around the star hurdler in high school like a puppy dog
- Being completely unaware that senior prom was of some importance to my female date
- Staring at the chest hair poking out over the Phys Ed teacher's tee-shirt
P.S.: I miss you and you and you. Say something...anything, before I call out the hounds! Word.
P.P.S.: Did you know that Joss Whedon wrote the script for the TV sitcom Roseanne before moving on to Buffy? I didn't know that. Jess Cagle is adorable. Definite silverback male hottie movie reviewer.
Posted by jimbo at February 5, 2003 5:14 PM
Comments
I used to work in the same building w/ Mr. Cagle, and I'd get all school-girlish when we were on the elevator together. Staring & blushing - he's sexy and handsome in real life too.
Posted by: Rob at February 6, 2003 10:18 AM
Why look, he's a Texan.
Posted by: sam at February 6, 2003 12:11 PM