Happy Travelers.




Happy Travelers.

Originally uploaded by macwarriorny.

Earl and I are now safe and sound in our own home after an 11 1/2 hour journey today.

We left Virginia Beach around 9:30 after a stop at the hotel breakfast buffet and then an energizing walk along the boardwalk. We walked around 1 1/2 miles, 1/2 of it along the boardwalk and 1/2 of it in the sand, right along the ocean. The temperature was already quite warm in the mid 60s, I ended up buying a pair of shorts for the ride home.

We took the sides off and put the top down on the Jeep when we were ready to leave, we made it all the way to Alexandria, Va. with the top down before it got a little chilly. We made it from there to York, Pa. before we put the sides and the back windows back in. By the time we hit Harrisburg it was in the low 50s and raining.

Quite a difference from Virginia Beach!

We did the Jared thing both yesterday and today and had lunch at a Subway. Tonight’s supper was at a Lone Star Steak House in Wilkes-Barre, Pa. Surprisingly, we kept it sober and relatively healthy as we went out of our way not to stuff ourselves.

We just got home and are getting settled in and ready for the work week. Tom has already cursed us out for leaving him alone for the weekend. But he doesn’t really mean it, he’s purring like a mad man.

And so are we. We’re ready for the next adventure.

Virginia Beach, Va.

Earl and I spent the afternoon and evening in Virginia Beach, Va. for our little spontaneous weekend getaway. Keeping in line with our newly found healthy lifestyle, we walked the entire length of the boardwalk round trip, clocking in five miles of walking. It was refreshing, relaxing and invigorating all at once.

To celebrate this healthy endeavor, we headed to a locally owned restaurant called “Abbey Road” for some seafood. Unfortunately, a few moments before we arrived a large group of 38 people arrived and asked to be seated. They did not have reservations. Who on earth would walk into a restaurant and ask to have a group of 38 seated without any advance notice? That would be a group of cheerleaders in town for some rah-rah championship. They were loud, they were obnoxious and their group bogged down all mechanics of the restaurant.

We didn’t care.

Understandably the service was slow. The food was good and was relatively close to what we ordered. The three beers helped with the situation. The management did take 10% off our bill even though we didn’t complain at all. That was appreciated.

After dinner we decided to take another walk. Per my friend Dana’s advice, we walked down the ocean and felt the temperature of the water. We did it with our hands though, since we were quite comfy in our sneakers. We then walked on the beach a bit and enjoyed the clear night air. It’s relatively chilly tonight in the low 50s but nothing to really complain about.

Tomorrow we have a long drive home. But we both are ready for the week that lies ahead. Let’s hear it for spontaneity!

The Gay Advantage.




Discretion.

Originally uploaded by macwarriorny.

The media is often filled with gay couples crowing about the disadvantages of being a gay couple. No same sex benefits, no legal recognition of being a couple, etc. etc.

There is one advantage that married couples don’t share. We both can agree when we see another man we find very hot.

I know it’s bad to inadvertently hit the “click” button on the cell phone camera when aimed at a man that we think is very attractive. What’s even worse is that he ends up on a blog, right there on the internet. I’ve only done this once before and that was back in ’05 at DisneyWorld. After snapping the picture, the subject snickered and nodded his head in acknowledgement.

This guy grinned and nodded in our direction as well. No names exchanged, not even any words exchanged, but there was enough eavesdropping done to figure out that he’s sitting next to his sister. I have no idea if he’s on the same team as us, but we know a handsome man when we see one.

And only a gay couple could share similar tastes when sizing up the same person. There it is, the gay advantage.

Newark, Del.

Earl and I had planned to go to Buffalo this weekend to enjoy hanging out with our friends and going to bear night. We looked at the weather forecast for the weekend and noticed that not surprisingly, Buffalo was going to have similar weather to what was forecasted for us: windy, rainy and a high in the mid 50s.

Southward looked much better.

We had such a good time last weekend escaping life with just the two of us that we decided to reprise the experience this weekend. So we canceled our plans to go to Buffalo and jumped in the Jeep and headed south. We are spending the night in Newark, Delaware. It’s not our final destination.

Most couples understand the need to get away from it all. Earl and I enjoy each other’s company and actually look forward to “we” time. We’ll make it to Buffalo to see our friends soon. But for now we just want to do a little exploring together.

Ringy Dingy.

It was 130 years ago today that Alexander Graham Bell held the first telephone conversation known to man.

“The number you have reached is not in service. If you wish to make a call, please deposit 10 cents, 30 cents if you’re calling Alaska, Hawaii or Puerto Rico. This is a recording.”

How far we’ve come in telecommunications in 130 years. Where will we be 130 years from now? Heck, where will be 10 years from now?

Electra-Terrific.

Electrawoman and Dynagirl 2001


ElectraWoman and DynaGirl 2001.

I’ve mentioned that my favorite Saturday morning program from my childhood was The Shazam!/Isis Hour, which ran on CBS between 10 and 11 a.m. After Isis gave her moral of the story and flew off to another adventure, for a while we had to quickly change the channel to ABC to catch “ElectraWoman and DynaGirl”, featuring Diedre Hall and Judy Strangis as the female superhero team.

There were only six or seven episodes of EW/DG made in the 1970s and ABC ran them over and over and over during the Krofft Superhour (or something like that). The effects were super cheap and the show was campy in the spirit of Batman and Robin. Fun Saturday morning fare.

In 2001, a 15 minute pilot was made for Fox, intended to bring EW and DG to prime-time. In this pilot, DynaGirl had run off with ElectraWoman’s husband. ElectraWoman (as Lori) was divorced, an alcoholic and a bit of a floozy living in a trailer park. A college student she had rescued when she was a young girl tracks her down to make an appearance as EW and finds out the state of her life. She convinces her to become ElectraWoman again and joins her as the new DynaGirl. In this pilot, ElectraWoman is played by Markie Post and DynaGirl is played by Anne Stedman.

My own copy of this pilot arrived in the mail today and I’ve already watched it twice. The show isn’t half bad. It was produced by Sid & Marty Krofft and is bawdy as all get out. It’s really fun to watch. It’s a shame the show wasn’t picked up as a series.

Electra-Terrific! A new DVD for my live action superhero collection.

Jock.

I’ve mentioned to Earl on a couple of occasions over the past month or two that I would like to play football with some other like minded guys sometime. I’ve mentioned that we need to go to a bigger city and get on a gay football team or something and just hang out and have some fun.

As a youngster I was always terrified of the sport, because after all, I was a ‘band fag’ and they don’t do sports. Finally, twenty-five years later, I feel secure enough with myself that I could play in a football game and actually know what’s going on and maybe get a little bit dirty and banged up blocking people. Earl says he throws a mean football and I’m anxious to have him show me his technique this spring.

I never would have imagined myself on a football field actually playing the game. Now I can’t wait for the opportunity!

Pink Drink.

I can’t imagine that drinking anything that is colored pink can be good for you in any shape or form. What have they done to the old laundromat favorite of Tab?

Next they’ll color Fresca navy or something. And what in the world does pink taste like?

Q: What does Tab Energy taste like? Does it taste like regular Tab?

A: Tab Energy has a “pink, delicious taste.” Beyond that we’ll let consumers describe it for themselves.

I have a question that doesn’t appear on the site FAQ. “How can an energy drink be low in calories?” That doesn’t make sense to me. For energy, you need a good supply of calories. Something natural like a vegetable. Perhaps a potato. Maybe even pasta.

Drink some iced tea or something instead.

Chilled.

I don’t know if the turn towards spring weather, the working out and eating healthy or what, but today I can best be described as being “chilled”. Things aren’t bothering me. The usual work-related pressures aren’t getting to me. People that usually annoying me beyond reason are not getting on my last nerve today.

It’s a refreshing change of pace.

Earl occasionally reminds me that this is the way I need to be about life all the time; I approach things with a “gloom or doom” attitude that brings my whole outlook on the human experience down. I need to look at the brighter side of life and I would find that things aren’t as bad as they seem.

For example, driving home for lunch I was stuck behind an oversized beat up Lincoln. It’s back end was nearly dragging on the pavement, the license plate was burned looking and crooked and ample amounts of smoke was coming out of the tailpipe and the windows from the driver and front seat passenger. They were driving at least 25 MPH below the speed limit. Due to the geometry of the road, I was unable to pass them, so I had to stay behind them in my sporty little rice-burner and try to avoid enhaling the smoke. Usually I would beat on the steering wheel, scream at them (even though they couldn’t hear me) until my face was red and tailgate them, doing my best to make them uncomfortable on the road. Did I do that? No, I patiently and calmly followed them at a reasonable distance behind them. Why the change in attitude? Quite frankly, the old behavior is not worth the time nor effort. They’re not going to change their ways, so why throw a hissy fit about it?

Because of this chilled attitude, I’m finding that I’m enjoying my lunch hour much more. I’m not losing patience with Tom as he plays the “in and out game” with the back patio door.

I hope I can keep this kicked back attitude up. I rather like it.