Late night post …

Hi, friends and readers.

Um-m-m, does anyone like this pic of Alan Carey?  Is he cute or what? If Alan were my boyfriend, I wouldn’t allow him to wear anything but briefs around the house. Maybe he could wear a shirt when we were in public. Maybe.

Alan, wherever you are, I think you’re the hottest guy on the planet. Are you happy tonight? I hope so.

Okay, I am not pissed off tonight. In fact, I’m in a good mood and soon I’ll go to bed. But I’m writing a story about a guy who’s been betrayed. A tune by L7 — an ugly girl band — came to mind. I love L7.

Here are the lyrics:

“When I get mad
And I get pissed
I grab my pen
And I write out a list
Of all the people
That won’t be missed
You’ve made my shitlist.”

Not bad, eh?

Yeah, I’m gay but I admire girls who don’t take shit. Why is that?

Okay, it’s been a nice day. For a time I sat in a wicker rocker on my back porch, admiring my orchid blooms. They are so beautiful. The moon’s full and the temperature’s around 72 degrees F. It’s perfect here.

Nite, all.

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