When I was in kindergarten, the King was hospitalized for something. A flu, maybe. Anyway, I thought it was a good idea to write him a get well note. My note said something along the line of, “Dear sir, please get well soon. The country needs you. Please be good and take the medicine that the Queen gives you. When you’re well, I’ll come play the piano for you if you’d like.” Pretty much my mom knew a lady who worked in the palace, and that was how my letter got delivered. Or something like that. Sometime later, someone from...
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Father’s Day is approaching. If you’re still in search for that perfect gift, you don’t have to look further. It’s cookies! It’s karma! It’s Buddhism in a Box! It’s THE ABSOLUTELY WEEVILS COOKIES! Support AIDS Walk Long Beach through Team Lesser Weevils, dedicate the good karma from your charitable act to your father for Father’s Day. Indeed, you can have your good karma AND eat it too! $10 donation per dozen for the luscious home made cookies made with real butter and loaded with chocolate chips and English toffee. I’d even put it in a fancy box and decorate it...
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Sea Lions Take Back Balboa They call in an invasion. I’d call it a payback. You took our habitat. Now, pay up....
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I decide that I’m going to create my Dreamboat page. Of course, the occupants of the Dreamboat would only increase as I continue to dream of my favorite men. Hehe. But it’d be fun to keep track of who I’ve dreamed about and how the dream went. You never know. Once of these blokes may just come across my page and actually make my dream come true. You know, after we consult with Brandon first. Heh. Are you reading this, Matthew Fox? ;-D...
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Just got back from spending an entire day in Pasadena with Celeste a while ago. I was supposed to go to Nhien’s party in Glendale at 7:30 but by 6 p.m. I was beat. Let’s see here. 11:30 – Got to Celeste’s place. 12:15 – Got to the salon in Pasadena. Met Mary Ann, the stylist, Celeste’s good friend. 12:30 – Done with shampooing and having my glass of wine. 2:00 – Done with hair cut and styling. 2:15 – Settled in for lunch at Groucho Grill. Had my first Quilmes, Argentine beer. Yumm…. 3:00 – Mary Ann joined us...
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Okay. I have to get y’all caught up. But first. Paul called Brandon not long after we got home from his vasectomy appointment yesterday. In a little kid’s voice: “Daddy, daddy! Why did you cut us loose? Don’t you love us any more?” We damn near died laughing. Yep. The vasectomy was done. Brandon stayed home today and he’s feeling just fine. The horror of yesterday seems so far away. Well, let’s just say that he wasn’t numb enough for the last little bit of the procedure. Boys, you can uncross your legs now. We spent the rest of evening...
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