There's nothing quite like hanging around old homos, and the best place to do it is at the Roosterfish in Venice Beach, CA.
Exhibit A:
my friend Jess - "...so that's the line I used on that hot lez over there. Too cheesy?"
me - "No not at all. I'd totally give it up if someone said that to me."
old gay bartender, without missing a beat - "By the looks of you, I'm guessing you've given it up for a whole lot less."
Yup. Got called out, and I loved it. Old gays are the best. Those bitches are tough as nails because they were gay before it was cool. Gotta respect your elders.
I have more updates and random thoughts I've been meaning to share, but this whole not-having-a-home thing is shaking up the routine a bit. Hopefully once I get a nap and a burrito in me I'll be back in the saddle.
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