Monday, November 21, 2005

Well, he says with no false modesty (actually, with no modesty of any kind), I've always suspected this:

You're an Expert Kisser

You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantity
You've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks off
And you're adaptable, giving each partner what they crave
When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable

What Kind of Kisser Are You?

This morning coming down from Fritz's I saw gas being sold at two stations in Somerville for $1.99 and nine tenths. It's so good to see a gas station price sign with a 1 as the leading number again.

On CBS radio this morning there was a story that there are approximately 40 million people worldwide living with AIDS or HIV. (Sadly, word spread through the gay blogging community today that a blogger had died unexpectedly). Numbers of new infections are up in almost all countries except Uganda, Kenya and Thailand. Not so coincidentally, these countries lead the world in amount of money spent per capita of their populations on government supported sex education and safer sex programs.

Here in the U.S., the government panders to the religious right which is oh-so offended by people being in control of their bodies by having a little basic knowledge, and would rather just have them die--all in the name of "Christian charity," of course.

The fall-out from our alumni-50th anniversary of MIT theater weekend is going to be significant. The turn-out was good, the energy in the dining room dynamic. Several alums brought programs, reviews, and publicity pieces from their time working in theater at MIT for us to put in the archives. A number of them asked for us to do these reunions every five years and urged us to charge for them next time. They said they'd gladly pay. Some came from as far away as California and one man called on us this morning in the set shop to propose setting up an alumni fund to help support our activities in a tangible way.

During the cocktail hour before dinner Saturday night I found and connected with the gay alumni in about the first ten minutes. We made up a delightful, enjoyably raucous table that reconvened Sunday morning at the brunch in the theater's lobby before we struck the set. Something like 20 of them stayed for that, whether actually helping or just sitting in the auditorium and watching didn't matter. By that time they'd set their own style on the weekend and we were all feeling just fine.

Kissing...couldn't live without it.
Have a great Thanksgiving week and "see you" next week in Salvador! hugs, Sangroncito
Amen about the gas, dude. I nearly wept when I could fill my gas tank for under $20...
Will - who's the blogger that died?
Scoobs, Gerald of No, Dirty Kitty . . . No! died either Sunday or Monday. His last post was dated November 9. He had pneumonia and another blogger speculates in his tribute that he may not have been monitoring his numbers due to a sense he was beating the odds and keeping the virus down. Whether he knew he was beginning to die isn't known but his last post is a farewell, announcing a haitus until he was able to re-energize and be enthusiastic again.
Oh, man. I just went there. I've only dealt with one HIV death in my life. Seeing the last hopeful words, though...
Hey Will, hope you and Fritz have a Happy Thanksgiving!
Let's all be careful out there!

Happy Thanksgiving!
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