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November 7, 2005

thar she blows

For lack of anything to blog about I redesigned my main page template based on the graffiti spotted by Homer in Tucson.

Homer is a nice guy. Over time I've learned to appreciate nice people and to actively move away from those who are not. Bad people are toxic to anything around them. It is easy to discern such people, even at an early age. Build a snowman and see who helps you, or who comes to knock it down. Call me a moralist if you will, but it's all the litmus you need in life to avoid poisonous people. In certain places toxicity is so common that you can't differentiate between its gradients, eventually becoming indifferent to it until it ultimately consumes you. I hope I never get that way.

Our last league match of the season was this Saturday. I did not play well, and might as well have forfeited my position to someone who could have learned more from it. Eh, I'll be more fired up for the big gay rugby tournament up in NYC this weekend. Some old teammates now living up there will be stopping by and it'll be good to see them.

Yesterday's weather was glorious, and I spent much of the afternoon maintaining the reputation of both DuPont Circle and 17th Street as a place frequented by those who are gay. I'm not normally one for public displays of affection, but managed to trample a decent sized swath of grass in the Circle proper in a two hour public cuddle and mackfest on the turf. One interesting moment was when a straight couple and their two young children camped out right next to us to enjoy the weather as well. They were either oblivious or didn't care about the the two boys snuggling like rhesus monkeys next to them. Their two kids, a 3 and a 5-year old, were running about and didn't bat an eye to a same-sex embrace going on right next to them. Probably because their parents didn't give a damn either.

And everyone had a nice day in the park.

Posted by jimbo at November 7, 2005 2:24 PM

Comments

I heard you were also involved in a PDA situation a month ago at the 9:30 Club.

Rob saw you yesterday at the circle. He said, "I think I saw Jimbo rolling around in the grass swappin' spit with some guy." Please remember the amount of pigeon shit on the grass. Be careful.

You're naughty. ;-)

Posted by: durban bud at November 7, 2005 6:32 PM

Oh Jimbo, I hope a flying whale doesn't poop on you when you are making tongue love in the outdoors!!!

Posted by: homer at November 7, 2005 10:32 PM

So, does the other rhesus monkey have a name? No pressure to post the name publicly, just wondering if you followed up with the telephone number I sent you.

Posted by: Boo Augustus at November 7, 2005 11:04 PM

ARHGGG!!! THEIR SHE BLOWS!!! THE WHITE WHALE!!!
...most excellent redesign...ARHGG!!!..lol...

Posted by: Jeff at November 7, 2005 11:29 PM

And here I thought he was so innocent... when I met him on the metro platform before he got on the PG express he was friendly and polite - no spitting at all! ;-)

Nice to meet you in person.

Posted by: TOS at November 8, 2005 12:14 AM

Rooting fauna in the park on a Sunday is one of the most enjoyable sights. No need for binoculars either.

Posted by: copperred at November 8, 2005 10:06 AM

YARHGGG!!!...NOW SHE'S HEADING TOWARD THE MONKEYS...PREPARE FOR CLOSE QUARTERS!!...WHERE'S MY PARROT!!!...lol again...ha..

Posted by: Jeff at November 8, 2005 11:40 AM