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Oct '10

Back In Seattle.

I thought about going to the funeral, but I dislike them, and the person who was hosting annoys me.

Wow – is that a Bulwer-Lytton award winning first sentence of a novel? He was famous for “It was a dark and stormy night”….paragraph that goes on and on and on.

“It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents—except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness.”

 —Edward George Bulwer-Lytton, Paul Clifford

Should you be interested in the 2010 winner, who oddly enough is from Seattle, here it is:

“For the first month of Ricardo and Felicity’s affair, they greeted one another at every stolen rendezvous with a kiss—a lengthy, ravenous kiss, Ricardo lapping and sucking at Felicity’s mouth as if she were a giant cage-mounted water bottle and he were the world’s thirstiest gerbil.”

Molly Ringle, Seattle, WA

So, I woke up hung over from poker with a wallet fuller than when I arrived, and decided… he’s dead, I loved him, he was a mentor, I made a point to see him regularly while he was alive, and who needs a morose drunk at a wake. It also saved me half a tank of gas and the prospect of crashing on my nephew’s couch since all the beds were filled, and I wasn’t expecting an invitation to his.

But back to poker for a minute… I was texting (and occasionally sexting) with my “friend” on the coast who I’m seeing as it now turns out next Wednesday night (started chatting mid-August, hooked up before my birthday, where it goes from here…)… and sent him this great photo of the poker boys shot on my cell phone…

His response was – “Wow, they are all hot, how many have you slept with?” At least I know now that he really does like guys older than him. It really is a great photo. I booked Seaside for December poker just in case the “friend” turns into something more..

Came home mid-day in the rain, yes, it’s fall. It would be nice to have a couple of dry days to give the lawn a final trim before “winter” which looks a lot like fall.

Spent the rest of the day trying to reconfigure the netbook for the Thailand trip in November, paying bills, mailing articles, eating pork chops and salad for dinner, and sleazing in front of the TV watch network crime dramas…. So much for my big Saturday night!

Damn that’s a nice photo.

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One Response to “Back In Seattle.”

  1. Curt Pavola Says:

    That is, indeed, a lovely photo. It surely captured “a moment” and the true spirit of our little group.
    Friends with a capital F.
    (Also, nice little novella you’ve got started above. You should continue to work on that.)