Why Can't We Be Friends?

War - Why Can't We Be Friends?

INTRO
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
La, la, la, la, la, laa
La, la, la, la, la, la

CHORUS
Why can't we be friends?
Why can't we be friends?
Why can't we be friends?
Why can't we be friends?

VERSE1
I've seen you 'round for a long, long time
I remembered you when you drank my wine

REPEAT CHORUS

VERSE2
I've seen you walking down in Chinatown
I called you, but I could not look around

REPEAT CHORUS

VERSE3
I paid my money to the welfare line
I see you standing in it every time.

REPEAT CHORUS

VERSE4
The color of your skin don't matter to me (Ow!)
As long as we can live in harmony

REPEAT CHORUS

VERSE5
I'd kind of like to be the President (Oh yeah!)
So I can show you how your money's spent, hoo!

REPEAT CHORUS

VERSE6
Sometimes, I don't speak right
But yet, I know what I'm talking about

REPEAT CHORUS

VERSE 7
I know you're working for the CIA
They wouldn't have you in the MAFI-A

REPEAT CHORUS X 3

In life I've always had a challenging time making friends.   My earliest memories when I was grade school I just remembered being teased and not really connecting with anyone.   I blogged about one bully that tormented me during my younger years.

I was a socially awkward boy and that carried into my teenage years.    I did have one kid during my pre-teen and teenage years that was the closest friend I had.   We lost contact once we graduated high school.   

In college I do remember I befriended a young man named Cedric.   We had one or two classes together.   We would commiserate about life and classes.   He wound up dropping out of college after a couple semesters and that ended our friendship.

I was still socially awkward.   I joined my university chapter's National Society of Black Engineers.  That was where I made my core friends that I still occasionally keep in touch with.    My last semester in college, I met Sally for the first time (not knowing at that time we would become lifelong friends).

I made a few work acquaintances since I started my corporate career in 1995.   During that time I was trying to figure out my sexuality.   I was at the time still thinking I would meet a girl and get married.   But remember that whole social awkward thing.

I never mentioned it before but when I was getting my eyes examined, I met a young lady that was a receptionist there.  I remember she said that was a single mom with a small child.    She took a liking to me and wanted to get to know me.   I think we may have hung out once but I wasn't interested in pursuing anything further with her.    It awkwardly ended after I stopped calling her and then she realized I wasn't interested and that ended things.

My college friend Doug was responsible for introducing me to my one and only girlfriend.   We met in October 1999, broke up a few months later, and then briefly reconnected in March 2001 before we broke up for good in September 2001.   It was that relationship that made me acknowledge that I am gay.   I was in denial because it was hammered over and over again during my school years.   So in a way I had to have a girlfriend to confirm on being gay.    I know there are gay men that married women to try and deny the gay but they would sneak behind their wives back to sleep with men who they really wanted.   Even though I wanted to have kids, I couldn't be deceptive like that.

So getting back to the friends thing, realizing I was gay did not make things any easier when it came to befriending guys.   I will say that I am forever grateful that I started blogging.    That alone opened me to meeting other gay guys that was valuable to me.    I do miss that.

When it came to making friends with gays offline, that unfortunately did not pan out well.   I started thinking about some of the guys I tried building friendships with but fell to the wayside.

I was remembering my brief time with Spades back in 2006.   Like a lot of gay friendships, it started out as a date to see if it was a love or sex match.    It wound up being neither but we both saw the potential in a friendship.   The trippy thing is that we shared the same birthday.   We even went on a trip to Vegas together.    But sadly things ended over something I still don't understand.   The last time we hung out we were dancing at a club and we even discovered that we had dated the same guy.    I thought for sure we would have had a lifelong friendship.    But it wasn't meant to be.

Then there was Huey.   We chatted on A4A and then he invited me to hang out with him at a local gay bar where I lost my stripper virginity....LOL.   Huey and I hung out every so often at the bars and he introduced me to an all you can eat sushi bar on the Northside of Chicago that we went to a few times.   Huey wound up being like the big gay brother I never had.    (My friend Eugene is actually my real big gay brother but he lives out of state.)  I still have fond memories of our time hanging out at IML.  But sadly our friendship ended over a slight.   I never did talk about what happened.    

We were supposed to hang out at the bar and agreed to meet each other around 11pm.   I get to the bar around that time and look for him but he's not there.  I tried calling him but he didn't answer his phone.  I hung out by myself for another hour and after unsuccessfully trying to call again, I finally left.   When I got home I called a third time and left a scathing voicemail.

I never heard back from him again until a week later.   He wound up leaving a voicemail basically saying that he left his phone somewhere but that he didn't appreciate my attitude.    By the time he had called I had gotten over it but hearing his voicemail pissed me off and I basically didn't call him back.  The friendship pretty much ended.   

I really felt sad about it and wondered if I should've called him back to try and salvage things.   I was mad because he didn't apologize for not meeting me.   If I were a more socially adaptive person, I could've made the best of the situation and maybe had my own fun.   But it's hard when you're out and about and everyone else is in their own clicks.    I did see Huey online on another social site many years later and we were cool but I knew we couldn't go back.

Then there was Jose who I met sometime in 2010.   We wound up having a sex date but he liked me enough that he thought we'd be better as friends.   Jose was very worldly and he was responsible for getting me to travel outside of the U.S.    He was one of my longer lasting friendships though that sadly fell apart due to as one of my old blogger friends Harold Gibson said, my not respecting my own boundaries.

There was another guy named Edwin that I met in his hometown of Portage, MI.   Edwin and I first chatted on a site called Silverdaddies.   I clocked from our conversations that we were having more of a friendship vibe.   That actually was pretty cool since I started chatting with him a few months into dating Dom.

I believe the first time I met him was in the summer of 2015 when I was traveling to Detroit.   We met at a local restaurant for brunch.  I will admit Edwin was definitely my type.    He had a dad bod that was bearish minus the hair.   I loved his voice, it had a nerdy but deep quality to it that drew my attention.   But if Edwin had any interest in me, he didn't show it.    

We would meet a few more times throughout the years, usually when I was traveling to and from Detroit.   Throughout that time Edwin never invited me to hang out beyond lunch.   Last Christmas I reached out to him to see if he wanted to hang out again.   But he made it feel like an imposition so I decided to back off.   I kind of realized that our friendship was mostly one-sided.   If I didn't message him I wouldn't hear back.   

There was another guy I'll just call Muscles that I chatted with on A4A in 2019.   Muscles and I had great conversation and we both shared that we had partners.    In our chat we thought it would be cool if the four of us hung out sometime.   I was thinking that would be so cool since I didn't really have gay friends and having another couple to hang out with would've been great.  I even told Dom about him.  We made plans to meet for an evening of bowling.

But the weekend we were supposed to meet, I had forgotten that I needed to have a tooth pulled on Friday.   This was in January 2020.   I mentioned to him the night before that we wouldn't be able to hang out because I was recovering from having oral surgery.   I believe he thought I was lying.   Then COVID started to hit and pretty much it was curtains for Muscles and I.

So you see friendships are not easy for me.   Thankfully I have Sally and Eugene still and a few acquaintances here and there.   Maybe someday, though, I can still find someone I can be friends with.  I guess Anthony and I have a kind of a friends with benefits thing going.   I need to try and develop that friendship more and get him to meet Dom as well.    

Coach Davis

 

Gaybuzzer posted this meme recently which made me chuckle and later put a smile on my face.   In the gay world I've definitely had my share of hooking up with married guys.  Unless you're one of those rare gay couples who met in their 20's and chose to stay committed to each other for decades, almost every gay guy has been with a married man.  Of course I'm on the other side of the equation now being the married guy that occasionally hooks up (though in the last couple years it's been pretty much with one person).

I had my own personal Coach Davis that I hooked up with once every other month between 2010 - 2014 when I was living on my own in Illinois.   I looked through my old posts and I apparently never posted about him.   So without further ado or Hemingway, let me reminisce about my Coach Davis.

I remember MCD and I found each other on a social networking site called SilverDaddies.   Oddly enough neither of us were particularly silver (at that time) but MCD was indeed a daddy.    As we chatted I learned that MCD was particularly interested in frottage.   Frottage, or frotting, is when two men rub their penises against each other repeatedly until both parties get a release.  This also involved rubbing our penises between our thighs or around the buttocks (without penetration).   He also enjoyed kissing which was a plus.

I also learned that he was only available after midnight (usually between 1am - 2am) and I would need to host.   To make things interesting we decided on a scenario that when he would come over, I would leave the front door unlocked and he would go upstairs to my bedroom and "find me asleep".   He would then hop in the bed, wake me, and then we would kiss and frot the time away.

I remember the first time he came over I was nervous.    I was taking a huge risk giving MCD my address.  What if he wasn't who he said he was.   Maybe he was working with other folks who would together rob me.    Maybe he would keep me busy upstairs while his accomplishes ransacked my house looking for things to steal.   Thankfully none of that happened.

That's the risk we all take when hooking up with strangers.   But boy did it work out in this case.   I was "asleep" when I heard MCD coming up the stairs.    He hopped into bed and we immediately started kissing and rubbing each other's bodies.   He grabbed both of our penises and gyrated himself over me as we continued our ritual.   Thirty minutes later we both came and we were both satisfied.

There was a point during a couple of those years where MCD was my only go-to for sexual relief.   So I greatly appreciated his visits.   One particular time I remember I fell asleep for real while waiting for him.   When he finally came over I remember I freaked out when he hopped in the bed but then quickly remembered our liaison.   That made things extra hot.

I noticed that MCD would quickly leave after we both got off (at least he was generous with wanting me to be satisfied).  A part of me kept wondering why he couldn't linger for a few minutes afterwards to enjoy the afterglow.    I discovered later that he had 3 kids.   That made the fact that he was able to slip away and visit me in the dead of the night all the more miraculous.   Part of me wondered if he drugged his wife before leaving.   I guess he must've had some excuse that he did (just as I do now...usually the casino is my go-to excuse).

One of the last times we met MCD told me that he wouldn't be able to get away to see me.  I'm guessing circumstances changed at home where it wasn't feasible to make those late night frot calls. When I think about it, it's amazing that he was able to meet me all those years.   One of those last times he visited me was actually in the late afternoon which was very rare.    I had never really seen him in the light so that was different as well.   It was bittersweet frotting with him that last time.

It's hard to believe it's been almost 16 years since my first time meeting MCD.   Overall it was a great time to be alive and I was still in the prime of my life.    Seeing GayBuzzer's post this morning put a smile on my face as it took me back to my own Coach Davis.   I wonder what MCD is up to these days.  His kids are probably in their early 20's or almost graduating high school.   Is he still with his wife or did they divorce?   I guess I'll never know but I do wish him the best.    He gave me some wonderful memories that I will continue to treasure.

The Heat Is On

 It's been a cold eight days since our boiler went out.  Even with the space heaters it's been horrible.  I've had some reprieve with going into the office but I wound up catching a cold (still recovering) from the constant temperature switch.   Dom's even had to come upstairs to sleep for a few nights.    Company #1 did come over last Thursday to check on the state of the boiler.   The technician reviewed it and determined that the boiler couldn't be saved.   They normally charge an $80 service call charge but since they didn't repair it they waived the charge.   Instead they sent over a second person who came an hour or so after the first technician to discuss the costs for a new boiler.

The second person reviewed the boiler and pipe setup.  He then eyed my water boiler and noted its age.   He came up with two options.    We could either get a new boiler on its own or he was suggesting what was called a combi-boiler which functions as a boiler and a water heater.   The minimum estimate for the boiler was $12,000 (which was way higher than I expected).   He sited having to remove the old boiler and retrofitting the pipes into the boiler as reasons for the cost.   

He was slightly pushy by saying I could sign a contract as soon as he drafted it out and work could begin as early as the following Monday.   I told him that I would be getting a second quote as well.     He left and said he would send me an email with the estimates the next day.

Dom immediately thought it was way too expensive.   I thought it was on the high-end but felt like everything these days is costly.   I forgot to ask if that included labor as well.   But I did want a second opinion.   Dom was suggesting reaching out to Home Depot since they could direct us to technicians.

I reached out to Home Depot online.   They paired me up with a technician but when I looked at the website, I saw that they did not specialize in boilers.    So I knew they would not be able to assist.   Home Depot said the technician would reach out to schedule something but they never did.   They probably noted that I wanted to replace a boiler since I did explicitly say boiler and chose not to waste their time or mine.

In the meantime I never received a quote from Company #1 as promised.    We were stuck on what to do.   I thought of reaching back to Company #1 but I'm not a beggar and the guy promised he would mail an estimate.

The temperature outside slightly warmed up past the weekend which helped the inside temps a little bit but it was still cold inside.

We had our Church board meeting on Monday.   Dom came on camera and pleaded with the board for help in finding someone for us.   The Church has had a couple folks come over to repair their furnace in the past and suggested them to us as possibilities.   I wasn't sure if either of them did boiler work.

One of them right off the bat I knew would not come to our neighborhood.   Dom reached out to that one by email and they never responded.   The second outfit was closer to our neighborhood and I figured they may check it out, assuming they did boilers.   I called them Tuesday morning and got confirmation that they do work with boilers.

I scheduled a technician from Company #2 to come out yesterday (2/11).   I directed him to the basement but had to leave because I had a customer call.    Dom was downstairs so he was able to stay with the technician.

As I was on my call, I started hearing some noises from the basement.   I was thinking, is he actually attempting to repair the boiler?   I sent Dom a quick text message and he confirmed that the technician mentioned replacing a part in the boiler.   I was elated.

In the end he mentioned having to replace the thermocouple, which is a sensor that tells the boiler if the flame is on.   The cost of the repair including labor was $274.   The tech from Company #2 also said that the boiler was worth saving as the Crane Sunnyday was made to last a long time (clearly as ours is over 70 years old).

$274 is much much better than financing over $12,000 (and I assume I would've had to make a down payment as well).   I'm guessing Company #1 didn't bother with sending an estimate because they knew I would either beg them to come do the work or find someone that would do it cheaper.   I will say I even contemplated waiting till Spring or Summer to replace the boiler thinking it may be cheaper.

But in the end things worked out.  The house is warm again.  I may still be able to pay off the mortgage this year after all.   Won't he do it!!

The Heat Is Off

 It's funny how just when you think things are bad life decides to make things worse.    Yesterday morning started out normal with me slowly waking out of bed around 4am.     I felt warm at first which was good but as I made my way downstairs things took a chilly turn.     It wasn't long before I got confirmation from Dom that the radiator next to him was cold.   That woke me up completely.

I went up to the thermostat and the room temp was 54 degrees, two degrees lower than was set.   As a side rant some may wonder why our thermostat is set to a low 56 degrees.   The location of the thermostat is in our chilly hallway.   We have to keep it that low to keep the heat from barreling out of control, though it really doesn't work to resolve that.    Another side rant comes in the form of our Nipsco bill which was $486 last month and now $516.    I hate Nipsco with the same intensity that I used to hate Comcast so long ago.   I'm not the only one.

So the thermostat had a status that the heat was on but with the temps falling in the house I knew that was a lie.  I confirmed that the radiator in the bathroom was also cold.    I went downstairs and found that our old Crane Sunnyday boiler which had to have been installed sometime in the 1950's or 1960's was making a whirring noise and water was slowly leaking out of one of the pipes.

When we purchased our home we knew that the boiler was on borrowed time.   It held in there for a little over 10 years so that was an accomplishment.    But the timing of its demise could not be worse.   I'm already hurting from covering all of Dom's doll pre-orders since he's not working.    The money I had saved a few years ago has dwindled to below half of what I used to have.   My credit card bills have skyrocketed thanks to Dom's crap and I'm on the edge of having to pay interest fees again for the first time since 2023.

I've been working so hard to try and obtain financial freedom but having to pay for a new boiler potentially will be an additional setback.   I've been scraping the barrel to try and pay extra on my monthly mortgage which I'm so close to paying off.   I'll still try to give something extra but it may not be as much as I'd like to give.

To top it off the place that I called that potentially may be able to repair the boiler (which given the age I don't know if it can be saved) won't be available to look at until Thursday afternoon, a full two and a half days from when it died.   I was told by the person who recommended the place to tell them I live in the good part of our city (otherwise they may not come).   I'm guessing at best if it's a repair that can save the radiator, I may have to pay at least $1000 though worse case scenario, I may have to pay between $3000 - $5000 for a new boiler.    And of course they charge a service fee just for coming to check it out.    It's such a racket.

So needless to say I'm not a happy camper.    We're managing to hang in there with a few space heaters that are turned on from time to time and keeping the french doors to our living room closed to try to minimize the draft from the hallway.   But man is this going to hurt me financially.    At least I can escape to the office today to warm up.   Thankfully too our old water heater is hanging on so at least we have hot water.

Low Fence Attack

 Yesterday I received a cryptic call from Dom as I was arriving home from work.    He told me that I needed to check the low fence in the back alley.    He wouldn't tell me what was wrong.   Come to find out, part of our fence was ripped from the ground and barely hanging on to the rest of the fence.   The area of fence ripped was located just at the edge of our property right next to our neighbor's fence which was undamaged.   It wasn't connected to our neighbor's fence since they have a tall wooden fence.

I couldn't understand how it could happen.   Tuesday is our garbage day and our garbage was picked up as normal.   I didn't see any tire tracks by the fence and I couldn't make out any footprints even though we just got a fresh batch of snow on the ground.   The only marks were around the garbage container showing where the container stood and further along the right-of-way were tire tracks from the vehicles that traverse the back alley.

Dom unfortunately didn't hear any noises coming from that area and our next door neighbor has a camera in their back wooden fence and it didn't capture anything.    We had a camera in our back area installed after we had our garbage can stolen but our WI-FI has issues in the winter reaching beyond our home so it wasn't in place.   I was planning to get a WI-FI extender to plug in the garage but hadn't done so.   I will definitely need to do that now so I can add my camera back.

We suspect either the garbage truck or a snow plow may have caused the damage.   But there were no tire tracks near the fence.    Dom discovered it when he went to pick up the garbage container.   The container itself was standing in its usual place.   I couldn't see any damages or scratches on the container itself.

As it stands we have no proof of what caused our low fence to be pulled from the ground.   I do plan to reach out to two of our other neighbors in the perimeter to see if they saw anything.  I'm not holding out any hope but it doesn't hurt to try.   I don't want to repeat the mistake of not talking to our neighbors when our home was robbed in 2016.   Otherwise I'm not sure what we can do.   I could file a police report and a claim to the city but without proof, the city would decline our case and not cover the cost of repair.   It's just another day in paradise...LOL.

Again And Again

 

Mya - Again & Again

INTRO

I've tried so hard to make you understand
That it's over
Yes, it's over
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Ooh, yeah

VERSE 1

Why can't you just let it go?
I'm not yours anymore, I want you to know
I tried so hard to explain
But it seems from your presence that it's all in vain
I said goodbye (I said goodbye)
I'm letting go (Letting go, yeah)
You say you wanna come back
But I don't wanna know, wanna know, baby

REFRAIN

Again and again and again and again and again and again
You come back to me, boy
You come back to me, boy
Again and again and again and again and again and again
You come back to me, boy
But you don't hear me, no

VERSE 2

Leave me the f* alone
Don't make me change my number, don't make me change my home
Believe me when I say that
You need help from someone but that someone ain't me
'Cause you wanna be the man (wanna be the man)
That keeps knockin' my door (hey, hey, hey)
And it's not okay (it's not okay)
'Cause you keep running in and running out of my heart

REPEAT REFRAIN

BRIDGE

Again and again, you keep coming around
When all you wanna do is let me down (hey)
'Cause I don't feel you no more
But you still calling me, boy
Why don't you see you're wasting my time?
It's over with, boy, get out of my life
You need some help from someone
Now leave me, leave me the hell alone, oh

Heh it's been a minute since I've had a good "menses" story.   I've briefly mentioned this person in my All The E's Menses post from almost 5 years ago in 2021.  This will actually be Doug's first and hopefully last solo post.  I mentioned Doug in passing on two other posts outside of my 2021 post.

As I previously mentioned, Doug and I met on A4A sometime in the summer of 2020 which will always be remembered as the first summer of COVID.   We chatted back and forth and we both had expressed concerns about COVID but decided to meet anyway.   Our first time meeting was in my garage.   We had a hot time kissing and sucking inside the back seat of my car.   He sucked me off and in a surprise move for me, I sucked him off.

Swallowing cum isn't an activity I particularly enjoy.   The cum itself is slimy, has a slight odor, and makes me feel nauseous.    But for some reason I went with it and it wasn't horrible.

He would visit me several more times over the summer and the next summer.   We would mostly meet in my basement and we would make out and then end with sucking each other off.   We never did anal.   His last visit was sometime in the late summer of 2021.    This time he picked me at my home and we drove to a nearby nature preserve. 

We walked along a trail and we stopped at different points to make out.   He wanted to suck me off at each point and I said not yet.   And we kept walking.   We held hands for a brief moment and later passed a random older couple walking in the opposite direction.   

There was a small alcove area with two benches that was situated several feet away from the path.   From the alcove you had a view of the swampy area as well as the rest of the preserve area.   It was a relatively private area and the perfect spot for sucking each other off.

We were both so nervous and we each watched to see if anyone was coming while the other was sucking for some cum.   The risk made things more exciting and it proved to be a hot time for both of us.   We sat on the bench for a few minutes more enjoying the view before we both made our way back to his car.   He had a call he needed to make and dropped me back at the house.   I offered for him to make the call in the house but he decided he needed to head back.

That would be the last time that we met in person.

For the next several years he would periodically message me on A4A (even though we had exchanged numbers beforehand) and would ask what my schedule was like and what day would be good to meet.   I would confirm on a day and time and he would just say okay or most times not reply.   Of course on the day suggested he would completely disappear online and not be reachable.

As the same cycle happened again and again, I would get more agitated.   I decided sometime in late 2022 to block him on A4A so he couldn't communicate with me anymore.   I didn't block him on my cell phone.  My hope was that he would reach out to me by phone if he noticed that he couldn't reach me anymore on A4A.  He never did.

In a moment of weakness I unblocked him.   He didn't mention anything about having access to me again except saying he was glad I opened my account again.   But it would be the same pattern again.   This time though since I was used to it I didn't let it bother me.    

The way it would go is after the day he was supposed to meet me passed, he wouldn't message me for one or two months.   Then one random day after a passage of time he would ask the same questions about my schedule and availability.   This time though I expected that we would not meet.   I would randomly say some day even if I wasn't available and move on.  

In the back of my mind I knew he wouldn't meet me anyway.   Sure enough that day would pass and the cycle would happen again.   I kept playing the game whenever he would ask and he would keep the same pattern of disappearing.   

It was pretty comical.   He claimed that he enjoyed our "friendship" but I would suggest meeting him somewhere for lunch or dinner and he would not commit.   He works some kind of sales job selling HVAC systems.   He claims that his job has him traveling to Fort Wayne, IN and Columbus, OH at times.   He also claims to be living with a co-worker in a rental apartment.   I asked if the co-worker was gay and he said no.

He admitted once that he kept a distance from me so that he wouldn't get attached to me since I had Dom.   On the one hand it was understandable but on the other I just didn't get it.

I offered an opportunity to meet Dom by helping us move some things around the house.   Dom isn't able to move around much and it would've been a good opportunity to introduce him and possibly discuss him being more a part of my life.   But he would not commit and always claimed to be busy.

Fast forward to November 14, 2025 and we're messaging on A4A.  It happened to be a slow Friday at work and I was in downtown Chicago.   For some reason I decided that maybe since we can't meet each other in person, maybe we could meet on Google meet.   At first he wasn't too thrilled about it.   I told him that it was over 4 years since we last met in person.   He expressed shock that it was that much time.  After some time he finally decided it was fine for us to meet online.

So I sent him the link and it took him fifteen minutes or so before he joined.  I almost thought he was going to do another no-show but to my surprise he appeared.    We both chatted and marveled at how we didn't think to do this before.   I kept noticing he was turning his head towards the hallway.   He kept looking like he was worried that somebody was going to catch him.

We were online for less than ten minutes and I decided to end it because he just didn't look comfortable at all.   I snuck a photo of him while we were meeting so I could add it to my phone.   I figured it would be the closest I would ever see him.

So Dom was planning to go home the weekend before Thanksgiving to see his Mom.  I stupidly messaged Doug telling him I was free that weekend if he wanted to come up.   He kept saying he hoped it would work out.   I think you know what happened next.

I told myself after that I was done with him.   To my shock he texted me on the phone wishing me a Happy Thanksgiving.   It was his first time ever wishing me a happy holiday by text.    This was a few days after he pulled his latest disappearing act so I was peeved.   I contemplated ignoring him altogether but I wanted to reward good behavior as he never really initiated a phone text.   But I was still mad.   All I could say was "Thanks, you too".

That would be the last time we messaged until earlier today.   I logged into A4A today and he's back to the same pattern asking when he can meet me.   I immediately logged off.   I'm wanting to tell him off but I may this time ask him what happened to the last time.   As much as I hate to say it, I still do have some feelings for him.  We had enjoyed each other's company during the times we met so I don't understand all the game playing he's doing now.   I'm not naive though.  I know things won't change.

But like Mya used to sing in her song Again And Again, I wish he would just leave me the hell alone!!!

Stone Tone Deaf

 

Apparently there's a new movie coming out later this month that is about Orange's wife Melania.   I don't know who thought this would be a great idea considering the state of the current White House administration.   It's been reported that thousands of posters mentioning the movie has been vandalized.   Given the feelings people have about Orange, I can't say this is much of a surprise.   The advertising company wisely decided to remove all the posters and not add them once more.   

There's supposed to be a premiere of the movie at the Kennedy Center the evening before it's released in theatres.   I refuse to call the Kennedy Center anything else.   I see this movie flopping and being pulled out of theatres after one or two weeks.

The current White House administration continues to be tone deaf in how a lot of the American people view them.    We're in a world now where the administration's mandated "ICE" agents which really consist of former Proud Boy members, can target anyone on the streets and harass them and potentially kill them.  Sadly they even harass people in their own homes.

Every day Orange says one stupid thing after another and noone in Congress is doing anything about it.  Sure they refute what he says but the fact that he is still in office (or even was eligible to be elected for a second term) is a travesty.  

He's turned a lot of our allies against us and there may be a day soon when the United States is no longer a country.   We're truly living in scary times.    My only grace is that I'm in my 50's and not starting off my life trying to navigate in a world where rent, food, and housing is higher than income and having a government that's working against me.   Sure I have to deal with the food and housing now but at least I was able to establish myself years back when things weren't as insane.    Who knew those were the good ol' days?   I do not want to be in my 20's today.   They have a lot stacked against them.

So yeah back on topic, hell to the no on this movie!   I will be reading the reviews though for those brave enough to watch it...should be fun.   Cue in the popcorn.