the men speak

Now that the sap has risen (about a month ago), the men are writing.
I love what they’re writing.
If only it led to romance….
Instead, it leads to Literary Appreciation 101.
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Here follows, for your reading pleasure, some recent messages from & correspondence with The Guys.
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ashes to ashes (when their relationship bit the dust)

Oh and I forgot to mention:
T’s fourth ex-wife’s step-father’s ashes are sprinkled around the woods adjoining T’s house in Nowheresville, in an area about two hours from Manhattan. She planted a tree to mark the spot, but the tree died, and anyway, as of four or so years ago, she’s outta there. [...]

gay marriage as a weapon; my reputation as a slut; two allusions to obama

These are vignettes from the past week.
gay marriage as a weapon
So this guy was viewing me over and over, and I viewed him back to see who he was. “Some College,” “Financial Services,” “love golf,” and no photograph did not seem to promise much.
But after a while he wrote me:
We have looked at each [...]

nuts

Okay, I give up: I’m a secular atheistic lefty elitist Manhattan intellectual. I can’t help it. I think the way Woody Allen does. That’s me, okay? You gotta problem with that? If so, fuck off and stop reading my blog.
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I didn’t say [...]