legend

soooo, first things first. i hate to sound like a whiner, or an animal basher, but GOOD LORD above! is it necessary that i be tethered by the winged little creatures daily!? i mowzzied down to the sea this afternoon because finally the sun showed it's glowing face. i found a joint that serves EU wife-beaters, that's Stella, for just 2 PS. "yesss!" "perfick!" but not so much... there was a little 4 year old heathen feeding the freakin pigeons his fish and the damn things not only were near and plucking at everything, they, i swear to buddah, did a "one two three go" and descended on me in unison... i jumped, moved tables, and made jerky almost creepy movements for the remainder of my Stella to keep them away from me. (deep breath)

so, i almost finished Stella numero uno, but had to leave a sip or two behind...

so i went up to the street, still sea-side, and i had a beer down by the pier on a nice little patio. still hanging on to the first bit of sunshine in 5 days. it's my "might as well have one last drunkish day," sorta like spring fever now, before biting down and getting serious... plus they were just 2 PS again. so, i'm at a gay'ish bar. duhhhh! i love my gay-berhood. tis my safety net! (if i hadint' already known that Legends was gay friendly from the day stebby and i went for cocktails, it was full blown proven when i went to the lou today and it was unisex) love it.
so to keep me entertained and thinking, there is a gay man couple sitting there in the sunshine with me, and the one at 1'oclock with newly polished frontal dental work, also has a plummer's crack--- kind of slaps the face of, or perhaps rather oxymoron's, the 3K he spent on the chick-lets. i'd say.