The first post Shavuot post

Let's see, what have I done since the last post.

I went to LA Pride.  It was really fun going as a pleasure dance and not a duty dance.  Not having to be a caregiver this year helped me to really enjoy this pride event.  I had never been, so it was an experience for me.

I also went to Tijuana Pride.  This was to honor Rick on what would have been his 76th birthday.  It was fun and much less corporate than the LA version.

In both instances I went alone.  And now I think the DHS housemate is right.  You can't do stuff like this alone.  It's nice to have a companion along.

I gotta work on that one.

The final day.

Now we are at the end of the Omer.

As of nightfall on Monday, I will have gone through the waiting period required between Rick's death and being able to get married again according to Jewish law.

Do I want to do it again?  It would be nice.  Will I do it again?  I don't know.  With that said, I am glad that the option is out there.  The important question is, If I thought about wanting a suitor for that purpose, is there someone at the front of the line?

That answer is yes. Someone I met in Tijuana, who is a nice guy AND a freak in the sack.  Hopefully, we will set up a date soon.  Our date last night was great fun.

So, I gotta wrap up some work and will spend the weekend in LA for Pride.

Tijuanarama Part 1

I am right now on the first of three visits to Tijuana

After a little over three months in the desert, it's good to be back.  Right now I will change and venture out to see what changed.

The trip down was uneventful, and right now I am regaining my Tijuana bearings.  I also need to do something very important. Put money on my cell account.  And eat something.  So, off I go!

Packing

Well, after a little over three months, I am leaving the Coachella Valley for a little while.

And let's talk about baggage.  Not relationship baggage, REAL baggage.

Because of my day trip to San Diego to get paperwork, I am headed back there with more baggage in that the paperwork I must keep as well as some hard disk drives that I am not willing to give away is coming back with me to my storage locker.  Although I will go back with only one pair of slacks, as far as shirts are concerned, I have managed to wind up with two fewer than I started and one less pair of socks.

I am looking forward to the time away.  It will give me a chance to plot my next move.  I really don't know where I want to settle down on a more permanent basis, but I can think about it as I run around SoCal over the course of the next week and burrow myself in Baja for an extended period of time.

And I am looking forward to tomorrow night because a date is in the cards!

So, I'm good to go, and just have to get out of here tomorrow morning.

Should I be Political or Silly?

How about both.
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It looks like I am one for two in getting what I want.  You see I did not want to see Clinton vs. Bush again in 2016.  It now looks like Secretary Clinton has the nomination in the bag.

I saw a funny meme and now want to expand on it.  If you watch RuPaul's Drag Race, the end is when those in the bottom two find out who stays and who goes.  Here is my fantasy of RuPaul announcing how this is called.

Hillary Clinton.

The people have spoken.  Shante you stay!  Also, condragulations. You're the winner of the challenge and will face Donald Trump in November.  Good luck, and don't f--- it up!

Bernie Sanders

You brought a lot of new insights and made a formidable challenge.  The impact will be felt as we go forward.  Now, sashay away.

Now we slog to November.

Whee, no appointments tomorrow

Maybe I can actually get some work done.

It has started off as a long week with another LA trip. I also got a lot of mail taken care of, so that is good.

I am really looking forward to the rest of the month and two pride events.  I really need a little break from my current situation in order to plot my next move. The reality is I am looking forward to the adventure, even though I do not know the exact details.  Heck, there may even be a Texas trip as part of the adventure.

We shall see.

After midnight

Well, we are running a little late.  Working late on Sunday (now Monday) does that to you.

Right now, I am looking forward to the next chapter even though it will be hectic travel wise between the 9th and the 15th.  Life should be fun for a few days, then its on to the serious stuff like getting more clients and hours as well as making more plans for the future.

What I did not realize was that the run up to Thursday would be so hectic.  And I have a date Thursday Night.  Should be fun.

I have more to do, so off I go.

Here's to a quiet Saturday

Naah, I don't feel like going out.

Especially since next weekend I will be out all weekend in LA.

I'm actually looking forward to LA Pride.  I'll be out to have a great time and I won't feel as if I will being a duty dance.  Rick always wanted to go and I went with him, but between his mobility issues and his dementia, it was a duty dance for four years.  Last year, I didn't get to go, as Rick was close to the end.  I think that was the saddest one ever.  I decided not to watch it on TV because it would be just too depressing to watch.

That is probably why I celebrated both Dore Alley and Folsom.  Rick didn't care for either event, so I went alone.  It was a chance to celebrate and party without having to feel like a minder.  I'm glad that this year I'll get to do it at two different Pride events one of them being in another country.

It should be a blast.

The Home Stretch

Wow, only one more week of Omer Counting to go.

I find it a little hard to believe that, if we are being all halaklic about things, I will be relationship ready (yeah, right!) when the sun goes down one week from Monday.

If anything, the whole waiting period makes sense.  Here are two reasons.

First, I now realize that being honest about the fact I am a widower is the only way to go.  Because of my experience, I do not have the mindset of a single person, and I never will.  Also, suitors need to know what I am up against.

Second, it made me take a hard look at what I want (and don't want) in the next round.  Honestly, it would be more about love and companionship with bomb sex as the bonus.

And that reminds me.  I don't want to be with a prude.  Quick explanation.  One of the more memorable scenes in Sex and the City  is one in which they go to a tantric sex workshop to learn about the lingam massage.  As you may suspect, it focused on the facilitator teaching women how to please their male partner by masturbating him.  Rick's jaw dropped when the scene started and he asked me, "Is this REALLY on TV?"

"HBO," was my response.

His face turned red when the facilitator started on the guy's root chakra while explaining that, "Orgasm is not the goal of lingam massage, but can be a pleasant and welcome side effect."  His jaw dropped when the man ejaculated.

But enough about that.  Hopefully I can get the companionship and love I want - and LOTS of pleasant and welcome side effects.

Family dynamics

I wound up in a discussion about families and interventions.

Full disclosure:  The rest of this post covers a topic I am completely innocent about - relations between siblings.

The other party wondered why none of his sisters intervened when he was in a five year drug binge to say, "we're concerned."

Rick and his sister fought for 68 years, so no help there.  Furthermore, when it counted no one stood up to that woman, and told her she was doing the wrong thing.  No luck there for guidance.

Then I thought of the Amate.

He had a sister and a brother in the Bay Area.  I didn't get to meet the brother, who swore he would not have a maricon in his house.  But the Amate told me that his sister in law basically sat her husband down and said, "He's your brother.  I want our kids to get to know their uncle," which got her desired result.

I did get to meet the sister, and her son the Amate's nephew.  The Amate and his sister got along and the nephew basically idolized him.  His sister also was willing to play hardball with him when his drinking increased after he found out he lost his case to stay in the United States.  She basically told him to knock it off because her son needed an uncle to look up to.  When she found out I agreed and told him the same thing, I was in.

So, where am I going?

Here is where I am going.  Because I am an only child, I never will understand dynamics between siblings.  All I know is that all the battle royals between them make no sense to me.  I own the fact they never will.

I do wish they would all get along better, though.

One Week and One Day to Tijuana

Looking forward to it.

I really can use the break from the Coachella Valley right now.  I am looking forward to time in Baja especially since someone there wants to throw a belated birthday party for me.  That should be fun.

In other news, I think all my health insurance stuff may finally be straightened out and I will be able to go to the doctor for a check up (Hooray!)  And I client that I thought I lost is coming back (double hooray.)  So we will see what transpires over the next two months.

The saga continues.