Today I got a call from my good friend Maurizio. I need to make sure that I get him his gift before Christmas. Maurizio lives in "the city" (San Francisco). He is a big fan of armagnac – the cognac equivalent of a single malt scotch. I got him a really nice bottle.
"How about Aldos’s on Saturday?" I asked, suggesting a place to meet. Aldos is a venerable institution in Santa Cruz across the harbor from the Crow’s nest.
"I can’t. I’m going away for the weekend. I can wait to tell you. I have a new honey." He gushed.
"Another one? Where do you find them?"
"Oh they find me." He said. "You should get back in the game. It’s been months. Do you think your dick still works?"
"Where are you going?" I tried to change the subject. I was at work and I didn’t really want to discuss my plumbing in a cubicle environment.
"Up to Tahoe. We are borrowing Allison’s cabin. It’s going to be so romantic. I can’t wait to get in that hot tub, with the snow falling all around us…"
Maurizio is an incurable romantic, but goes from relationship to relationship faster than anyone I know. "You going to do any skiing?"
"I hope we don’t get out of the cabin. I think I’ll ‘accidentally’ forget my bindings."
"You sly dog, you. You want to grab something to eat on Thursday?"
"Let’s go to HMB." He was referring to the Half Moon Bay Brewing Company. A brewpub near the beach and one of my favorite places to kill liver cells. "7 OK with you?"
"I’ll see you then."
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"Where are you going?" I tried to change the subject. I was at work and I didn’t really want to discuss my plumbing in a cubicle environment.
I had to clean the monitor off, but that was an awesome section!
Haha! I love men and the way they can discuss the most innocuous of places. :)
Yay, a man-date! ;)
Arch, Joe says some pretty funny things. I'm sure there will be more posts about him. And, yeah, guys can be pretty in discreet.
JenBun, Hmmm, what an interesting way to put it.
JenBun, "man-date" - ha ha ha - what a great choice of words. Rich, either you tell your readers or I do.
-Joe
And, Rich, WTF - you couldn't come up with a more creative pseudonym than Joe? Like "Joe the plumber"? Why not "Joe the sex god"? I know... how about "Maurizio the Italian Love God"? If I'm going to be in your blog, I need to be "Maurizio" not Joe.
- the guy formerly known as Joe
Joe, Maurizio, whatever your name is, what's in a name? Of course, all will be revealed, in good time.
And, readers, if you haven't guessed, the names here have been changed to protect the guilty and the innocent.
And Maurizio, the Italian love god, is my only friend with whom I've shared the existence of this blog.
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