tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7373422984752547454.post3027882839728288024..comments2023-11-02T03:41:57.752-04:00Comments on Gay Guy / Straight Guy: Out of the Woods, Into a ShowGay Guy / Straight Guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03109201342579673656noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7373422984752547454.post-79913365096604868582009-11-09T22:55:00.717-05:002009-11-09T22:55:00.717-05:00Gay Guy is selling this like some kind of wilderne...Gay Guy is selling this like some kind of wilderness experience, but I don't think he ever left the city limits. These kind of things just don't happen in the suburbs ... we have backyards for this nonsense.Straight Guyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01854561008655010619noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7373422984752547454.post-42396618073936366022009-11-09T22:02:41.614-05:002009-11-09T22:02:41.614-05:00Gosh, I'm reading this...and I'm expecting...Gosh, I'm reading this...and I'm expecting a punch line. What a surreal scene...are you sure you didn't dream it?kathrynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06152568985075401447noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7373422984752547454.post-60053006676099596482009-11-09T21:10:42.015-05:002009-11-09T21:10:42.015-05:00I have to say fortunately - no! I don't know h...I have to say fortunately - no! I don't know how I would take such things!SteveAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13245382341947191311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7373422984752547454.post-79367762875368667702009-11-09T17:46:09.854-05:002009-11-09T17:46:09.854-05:00Maybe not otherworldly, but a random scene I'l...Maybe not otherworldly, but a random scene I'll always remember: I was living in Denver in the mid-1980s when the Chicago Cubs lost yet-another close chance at winning - can't remember if it was the pennant or the actual World Series (1984 or '85). After the losing game I went for a walk over to Cheesman Park that has an awesome view of the Rockies. It was almost twilight, and from afar I saw one lonely person with a Cubs hat, sitting cross-legged under a giant oak tree on a hill, staring at the mountains. I left him alone.Straight in Upstatenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7373422984752547454.post-12982917323243273712009-11-09T11:26:30.034-05:002009-11-09T11:26:30.034-05:00I did once. I was sixteen and at an air show on th...I did once. I was sixteen and at an air show on the Air Force base Upper Heyford in England. They had an area were some campers were parked and had tables set up selling stuff. One camper looked deserted and on the table outside was a deck of tarot cards. I went to touch them, when a little old lady stepped out of the camper and yelled at me. She was a real romanian gypsy and the hour I spent with her had a huge impact on me. It was amazing. <br /><br />♥SpotSpothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12761441168024967277noreply@blogger.com