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September 29, 2003
bobbing for apples
Yesterday was a good day considering all the self-poured cocktails I had Saturday night at a party I went to with my friend Shane. I managed to wake up with no hangover, went to the gym, and wandered around the DuPont Circle area and had some dinner. When I got home I spent the rest of the evening until about Midnight working on some design comps for my career counselor, and sprucing up some resumes to be sent out today.
Saturday night's party was interesting...only in DC would you find yourself at a party openly celebrating the promotion of an Air Force officer who lives with a congressman. I myself would keep it on the down low if I was enlisted, but I've found many guys here who work at the Pentagon are fairly open about what they do, regardless of potential job loss. At work they simply keep it to themselves and don't push any agendas. You'd be surprised at how many queens work at the Pentagon, and the "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" policy is just plain silly when I see the reality of what's really there.
Shane is a good guy...before the party I was noticing that his circles of friends are remarkably diverse. He's a pretty butch guy, and I've noticed that those types tend to hang out with other Caucasian, 'naturally masculine' guys into sports as well. But Shane was in a relationship with a Latino, is good friends with an unathletic Jew, a drag queen, African Americans and geeks like me. When I asked him about it, he iterated that he chooses to hang out with 'good people', and that's what qualifies as his friends. I think that's just great.
Now that the cool fall days are upon us, I was thinking about bobbing for apples. Relationships are like bobbing for apples in a dark room. For all you know, the tub is filled with sewer water and balls of dung. If the water is fresh and the apples are pure, you still have no guarantee that you'll get an apple. The apple might have a bruise or a worm in it, but you can still eat it. Most of the time all you get is an invigorating dunk in the cold water, but sometimes you get a crisp and tasty Gala apple straight from Washington state.
Posted by jimbo at September 29, 2003 11:27 AM
Comments
US Senator????
Posted by: stebbins at September 29, 2003 12:11 PM
Remind me to never again eat an apple with my lunch as I read your posts.
Posted by: chrisafer at September 29, 2003 12:38 PM
oh no Jimbo's blog is about to turn into one of those outting mags...... you have to maintain the silence of the "naturally masculine" jimbo!
Posted by: GURL at September 29, 2003 1:48 PM
Being former military, I can say from first hand experience that in reality, no one really cares about the whole "dont ask dont tell" just as long as you do your duty and keep your mouth shut. Usually those who do get discharged are the ones who are incapable of separating their work from their private lives.
Posted by: Dax at September 29, 2003 2:24 PM
The Honorable Senator was not seen at the party, at least not within my drunken tunnel vision.
Posted by: jimbo at September 29, 2003 4:44 PM
bobbing for apples? is this like some innuendo we straight types don't know about yet. remember, when bobbing for apples, NO TEETH!
Posted by: the mighty jimbo at October 1, 2003 12:13 AM
IT WAS JUST A EUPHEMISM! READ NO FURTHER INTO IT! Jeez...I was trying to be all deep and shit.
Posted by: jimbo at October 1, 2003 11:28 PM