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May 27, 2009
Sprung
I've been escaping city life the majority of May's weekends courtesy of some amazing friends.
Earlier this month a kind bloke took me to his country home in Rappahannock, VA. I know, I hadn't heard of it either. But it was beautiful and oh so quiet. The only time I felt uncomfortable in that small town was when I was awoken at 3am by the Children of the Corn singing Ave Santini outside my bedroom window, holding signs saying "GET OUT!" and "YES on 8!" and "UPDATE YOUR DUMB BLOG!" Otherwise it was splendid.
We went fishing! It was incredibly relaxing for me. Not so much for the fish. If I were a fish I would have to be on Fish Paxil. It's so mean to stab them in the mouth and then pull them around by the wound. But someone once said, "It's okay to eat fish cuz they don't have any feelings." And I believe him.
The two of us went on our fishing expedition, along with a married heterosexual male, to a secluded pond on some ex-senator's massive property. Thanks for that, Mr. Senator! The heterosexual helped me unhook the only fish I caught. That was sweet. Super cool guy. If his right to marry the person he loves was put to a popular vote by a bunch of strangers, I would enthusiastically vote in support of extending him that basic decency. But that's just me!
I would like to fish more often. I always enjoyed it as a kid. Maybe I should start a gay fishing league. I would call it Gays Oddly Into Fish, or GOIF for short. We'll see.
Rob and I went to Rehoboth a couple weekends this month, most recently for the Memorial Day holiday. It was crazy crowded with homosexuals. At first I thought there might be a Peter Billingsley Look-a-Like Convention happening that weekend, but then realized, no, there were just a lot of lesbians in town.
I had a mellow time:
We stopped at Royal Farms for a bathroom break on the way there, and on the way back:
I found this lovely graffiti in the only bathroom stall:
And this:
It was still there the following weekend. Nice, Royal Farms.
Thanks to Ira & Jason, Tim & Donn, and Jimmy for letting me be your bitch for the weekend. Good times.
Posted by durban bud at May 27, 2009 2:50 PM
Comments
I especially like the strategically cropped hotel sign.
Posted by: Patrick at May 27, 2009 3:58 PM
We visited friends in Arlington once...and they did NOT even mention Rehoboth...and now I'm mad at 'em. Looks like it be fabulously relaxing....
Posted by: Mark H at May 27, 2009 4:09 PM
That's a damn nice photo of Rob - is that the wet foot print of a yetti next to his arm? Those toe-dots are a long way from the rest of the foot.
And what the hell happened to those vitamin d pills you're on? Or do they only tan you from the inside?
Posted by: matticus at May 27, 2009 7:46 PM
Looks like an incredible weekend. Very handsome looking bear party. Nice pictures of you and Rob too. (He always manages to get his great arms into pictures...no?). I need some friends with fabulous beach houses.
Posted by: Boomer at May 27, 2009 10:26 PM
These are very nice pics TJ. You are like Jesus turning a few pieces of bread and fish into plenty to feed the masses. We, Durban Bud fans, go so hungry at times... then you save the day by feeding us. That makes both you and Jesus control queens.
If you wanted to really be sweet to your "fans", you could give us an opportunity to click on your swimming pool pic so we could all marvel at your belly button. Just a thought! ;)
For real... thanks for posting so many pics. It's nice to see a glimpse into you and Rob's world. As always... you have a great sense of humor in your writing.
Big Hug,
Brettcajun
Posted by: brettcajun at May 29, 2009 6:43 AM
Oh, this looked lovely. Except for the scary graffiti and children of the corn.
And how did I know that the first comment would be on the Anus Hotel? (Because I was about to remark upon it my own self.)
Posted by: SaltyMissJill at May 29, 2009 5:49 PM
You have nice friends indeed!
Posted by: Mark in DE at June 1, 2009 5:22 PM