The rest of the trip to Houston went well. I got to see a decent chunk of relatives and ate and drank way too much.
Then there was the trek home on Greyhound.
Between a string of delays, a driver that turned back and other irregular operations, I arrived in San Diego 17 hours late. The pleasant surprise was in San Diego when I bought a pass and it worked on the last bus scheduled for Thursday as it left 12th and Imperial on Friday morning. I dragged through an MD appointment and basically collapsed Friday night.
Then there was the trip to Palm Springs.
It was basically doing a favor for the former roommate in the desert. It was not on my agenda to have sex with him. It was not on his agenda to have sex with me.
We had sex.
The dynamic will be interested in that we both are interested in men who are some distance away. Houston for me, Guadalajara for him. It will be interesting to see what develops as those relationships develop.
So, right now, I'm in Tijuana waiting for a few things to happen. Once they do, it will be interesting.
Wednesday, January 24, 2018
Saturday, December 23, 2017
More on Xmas in Texas
Houston weather is a crapshoot.
When I arrived on Monday, I arrived in the middle of a rainstorm. The Love Jet landed hard with the thrust reversers in full tilt boogie mode so that the landing was safe. Tuesday was overcast, but otherwise nice. No need for a jacket, but there WAS a need to go to Target for short sleeve shirts.
Mother nature blessed the city Wednesday and Thursday with sunshine and 70 degree weather. I was a little irratated at that because I wanted to show my date the Menil Collection, MFA and suchlike places, on a lovely day, but he had other commitments. Friday was also gorgeous.
Today it's in the 40s and overcast. The prediction is for highs in the 50s and lows in the upper 30s for Christmas and then rain and icky weather for boxing day when I start the trek home.
Should make for an interesting trip back.
Life is full of adventures, I got to do some catch up with one of my cousins and the big extravaganza is tomorrow night. Overall, I am glad the heartstrings were tugged and I am out here this year.
When I arrived on Monday, I arrived in the middle of a rainstorm. The Love Jet landed hard with the thrust reversers in full tilt boogie mode so that the landing was safe. Tuesday was overcast, but otherwise nice. No need for a jacket, but there WAS a need to go to Target for short sleeve shirts.
Mother nature blessed the city Wednesday and Thursday with sunshine and 70 degree weather. I was a little irratated at that because I wanted to show my date the Menil Collection, MFA and suchlike places, on a lovely day, but he had other commitments. Friday was also gorgeous.
Today it's in the 40s and overcast. The prediction is for highs in the 50s and lows in the upper 30s for Christmas and then rain and icky weather for boxing day when I start the trek home.
Should make for an interesting trip back.
Life is full of adventures, I got to do some catch up with one of my cousins and the big extravaganza is tomorrow night. Overall, I am glad the heartstrings were tugged and I am out here this year.
Friday, December 22, 2017
Yes, I AM a Native Houstonian
Greetings from League City, TX.
I am here in the aftermath of performing a mission. You see, there was a sad little boy in Lake Jackson, TX who needed to be perked up. As a native Houstonian, I decided to give it a try. Sooo, Saturday morning, I made a phone call while on the Southwest Airlines web site. Monday, I boarded a Love Jet from San Diego to Phoenix and another one from Phoenix to Houston.
The boy in question had no way to get to Houston, so it was Zipcar to the rescue. Thanks to them, I wound up in a Volvo XC 60.
I swore it was the most Houstonian thing I have ever done. This is because growing up in Houston, the it imported car in Houston was the Volvo. It was a great drive to Lake Jackson to pick the boy up. I showed him around Houston and saw his face light up in ways I never imagined. This was especially true when I was interrupted to do some work and over the phone mentioned that I was out on a date. I never saw someone break out in a smile that someone mentioned him positively.
Now, I am making one of my aunts happy by hanging out at her place until after Xmas, when I bus it back to SD and home for new years (and a blood draw.)
If I don't post between now and Monday, Merry Xmas.
I am here in the aftermath of performing a mission. You see, there was a sad little boy in Lake Jackson, TX who needed to be perked up. As a native Houstonian, I decided to give it a try. Sooo, Saturday morning, I made a phone call while on the Southwest Airlines web site. Monday, I boarded a Love Jet from San Diego to Phoenix and another one from Phoenix to Houston.
The boy in question had no way to get to Houston, so it was Zipcar to the rescue. Thanks to them, I wound up in a Volvo XC 60.
I swore it was the most Houstonian thing I have ever done. This is because growing up in Houston, the it imported car in Houston was the Volvo. It was a great drive to Lake Jackson to pick the boy up. I showed him around Houston and saw his face light up in ways I never imagined. This was especially true when I was interrupted to do some work and over the phone mentioned that I was out on a date. I never saw someone break out in a smile that someone mentioned him positively.
Now, I am making one of my aunts happy by hanging out at her place until after Xmas, when I bus it back to SD and home for new years (and a blood draw.)
If I don't post between now and Monday, Merry Xmas.
Tuesday, December 12, 2017
There Is Hope After All
Roy Moore was defeated in his quest to become Alabama's next senator.
Let's call it good news that Alabama is not sending a child predator to the US Senate. There is some decency in this world after all.
Hopefully, it is a sign that things will get a little better.
Let's call it good news that Alabama is not sending a child predator to the US Senate. There is some decency in this world after all.
Hopefully, it is a sign that things will get a little better.
Tuesday, December 5, 2017
It Was 30 Years Ago Today
I'm posting this now, because I want to mark the milestone here.
30 years ago today, my parents told me to leave and never come back because they didn't want a gay kid around.
Yeah, Merry Christmas.
The only thing I could do is say, "Bye," and started an odyssey in which I wound up in Tijuana via Denver and San Francisco. Looking back, it's been one hell of a ride. Looking forward, the best is yet to come.
That's a better way to handle it than complain about how my parents ruined my life.
Anyhoo, it's been a long day, and I am going to get some rest.
30 years ago today, my parents told me to leave and never come back because they didn't want a gay kid around.
Yeah, Merry Christmas.
The only thing I could do is say, "Bye," and started an odyssey in which I wound up in Tijuana via Denver and San Francisco. Looking back, it's been one hell of a ride. Looking forward, the best is yet to come.
That's a better way to handle it than complain about how my parents ruined my life.
Anyhoo, it's been a long day, and I am going to get some rest.
Monday, November 27, 2017
Is Someone Clueless?
That specific someone being my former housemate in the desert.
He went off to Dallas to see his ailing mother and from there went to Guadalajara with his Dad.
Now, realize he and his Dad have a history that is not good. Why the guy went with his dad to Guadalajara, I don't know. I take that back. He did it because it was on Dad's dime (like everything else.)
Soooo, he thinks that he will run around and go out and have sex and all that good stuff while there, right?
Well, that takes pocket money. Daddy isn't giving him any.
What does he do? Ask me for money so he can go on his wing ding.
Thank goodness one trip is coming up and a second isn't far behind along with some year end expenses. Otherwise I would have said, "Hell, no." In this case I just said I had a lot of cash flowing out.
He was nice to me, because he wants me to move back (and be a money tree to shake.)
You know what else isn't happening.
He went off to Dallas to see his ailing mother and from there went to Guadalajara with his Dad.
Now, realize he and his Dad have a history that is not good. Why the guy went with his dad to Guadalajara, I don't know. I take that back. He did it because it was on Dad's dime (like everything else.)
Soooo, he thinks that he will run around and go out and have sex and all that good stuff while there, right?
Well, that takes pocket money. Daddy isn't giving him any.
What does he do? Ask me for money so he can go on his wing ding.
Thank goodness one trip is coming up and a second isn't far behind along with some year end expenses. Otherwise I would have said, "Hell, no." In this case I just said I had a lot of cash flowing out.
He was nice to me, because he wants me to move back (and be a money tree to shake.)
You know what else isn't happening.
Saturday, November 25, 2017
Strange relationship stuff
This is sort of a continuation of the last post.
You see, during the time I dated the guy who now has moved on, we met a third person. Both of us were OK with it and collectively had a good time with him.
He, however had issues. First of all, he was not making much money and had a hard time conjuring up his next Dollar. Secondly, he was living with his sister's family (and babysitting his distinguished niece) and let's just say that woman is interesting to deal with.
The sister decided it would be a great idea to sell her condo in San Diego and move with her husband to Texas. He didn't want to go and I told him he needed to figure something out to keep that from happening. Of course, he is now miserable in beautiful Lake Jackson, TX; after being dumped by the guy I dated.
He texts me that his masturbation fantasies involve me.
Now I want to have sex with him again.
Which begs the question, "WHY?"
I don't want to do it to get back at the guy I dated. I think I want to do it because it would be fun to do him again. He really was fun and a good sport in the sack. And if we did it in the Omni Houston, that would just be a bonus. Hey, I have had fantasies about staying there since it was first built and I was in middle school. Time to live 'em out while my marital status is current, no?
So, let's see what happens.
You see, during the time I dated the guy who now has moved on, we met a third person. Both of us were OK with it and collectively had a good time with him.
He, however had issues. First of all, he was not making much money and had a hard time conjuring up his next Dollar. Secondly, he was living with his sister's family (and babysitting his distinguished niece) and let's just say that woman is interesting to deal with.
The sister decided it would be a great idea to sell her condo in San Diego and move with her husband to Texas. He didn't want to go and I told him he needed to figure something out to keep that from happening. Of course, he is now miserable in beautiful Lake Jackson, TX; after being dumped by the guy I dated.
He texts me that his masturbation fantasies involve me.
Now I want to have sex with him again.
Which begs the question, "WHY?"
I don't want to do it to get back at the guy I dated. I think I want to do it because it would be fun to do him again. He really was fun and a good sport in the sack. And if we did it in the Omni Houston, that would just be a bonus. Hey, I have had fantasies about staying there since it was first built and I was in middle school. Time to live 'em out while my marital status is current, no?
So, let's see what happens.
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