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OK. Enough Rain For Now

It's been raining pretty steadily for a week now. We didn't have much rain this summer through the stifling heat and humidity, and I know we need it, but we don't need a season's rainfall in 7 days.

Today I was pretty soaked by the time I got to the subway due to the sideways rain. I finally managed to get on a packed train and immediately noticed two things. In the midst of the crowd, there were three empty, contiguous seats. At the same time, I was whacked in the nose by the unmistakable stench of BUM! (I know you can relate to this, sammie). Sure enough, there was a hooded, sleeping bum occupying the seat immediately adjacent to the 3 empty ones. The combination of rain soaked passengers and Bumstink was enough to bring tears to my eyes. I got off at the next stop to change cars.

Then, this afternoon, I had to go all the way downtown for a meeting. This trip required 3 trains and a 6 block walk. With a wind-broken umbrella. I was running late and couldn't call because by cel phone battery was dead. And I hate being late for appointments. Then when I finally got to the building, turns out the guy I was meeting never even came in today. Because of the rain.

It's that time of year

It's started. Each day there are more catalogs in my mailbox. The holidays must be coming. Flipping through today's batch, I'm having a hard time figuring out who would be perfect for a new hunting knife.

Acquired

My company's been taken over by a behemoth of the industry. Nobody's happy, and although my job is secure, the culture of the 2 companies is so different that I need to explore other options. Everyone who can is doing the same. This sucks.

Fortunately for me, I am at that stage in my career where I am interviewing other companies rather than the other way around, but it's still an unpleasant experience.

I hate the idea that someday the country will be just a bunch of huge organizations, with the small, personalized firms either driven out of business or swallowed. There are definite drawbacks to homogenization.

An Informal Poll

I asked the men in my office the following question (after explaining what a "glory hole" is): You're at a glory hole. You have no idea who's on the other side. It could be a man or a woman, ugly or beautiful, you'll never know. All you know is that you definitely won't get hurt and you definitely won't get a disease. Would you do it?

The vast majority of the guys immediately said yes, they'd do it. A couple said no, they wouldn't do it, under any circumstances. And one guy wanted to know how much it would cost before he would answer.

Any thoughts? Also, I don't know if there are glory holes for women, but if there are I'd be interested in their thoughts as well.

K beats me again, at the beginning and at the end

My friend K came to visit yesterday. He had some business in NY and needed a place to flop for the night. We met for dinner and a few drinks then went back to my apartment and bullshit for a while.

He and I met many years ago because we were dating women who were good friends. Our lives have followed similar (in general) though vastly different (in detail) trajectories since then. My gf and I announced our engagement, then he and his did the same. They got married one month before us. We had a daughter, they soon followed with a son. We had another daughter, they popped out another son.

Though we lived far from each other, we got together several times a year (mostly because of the wives' friendship) and we even bought houses (actually, an apartment here for us, a house there for them) within months of each other. The kids grew up together and are close to this day.

Well, a couple of years ago, wife and I announced we were separating, and everyone we knew was shocked. And within a couple of months word came thru the grapevine that K and his wife were doing the same.

When I spoke to him the other day, he told me his divorce was final. It was over. I'm still waiting for my decree. Maybe it will end up being one month after theirs. Hopefully. But he beat me again.

The big difference this time is that K wishes it were not so. I yearn for it to be over. I've long since moved on and only await a disinterested judge's signature.

By Myself

I have a completely free weekend. Nobody who is usually around is around. And what am I doing? Sitting at the computer. It would be a good night for anonymous sex. But true anonymous sex is hard to come by (no pun intended). If you meet someone at a bar and bring them home, there's a good chance you'll know at least something about that person, and in any event, they'll still be in your bed in the morning.

I've come close to anonymous sex a couple of times. Once was in a hotel bar on the east side in the 50's (streets, not decade!). The place was very crowded and I was there with a bunch of friends. There was another group of people standing next to us, and I was ass to ass with a woman from the other group. I don't remember exactly when I bacame aware that our asses were touching, but soon it was quite obvious and though my memory might be hazy, I'll admit to pressing back against her. To my delight, she pressed back. After a few moments of this, I put my hand behind my back and onto her ass. And she did the same to me. We rubbed each other for a few minutes, and then she put her hand down the back of my pants. All the while neither of us acknowledged the other, and we kept up our respective conversations with our friends. So I put my hand in her pants and she had this delicious tight butt. We continued to explore each other for a while when all of a sudden the guy she was talking to noticed something amiss and said something to her. So she turned around and gave me this horrified "what do you think you are doing" face and huffily moved away. I never knew her name, and only saw her face for a moment, but it was very hot.

Another time was on a flight to Florida. The plane was not too full, and I was sitting next to an attractive woman. As the plane was cold, we both had blankets on our laps and the movie playing was "Green Card" with Gerard Depardieu (why is he a sex symbol? He's about as beautiful as Bea Arthur!) and Andie MacDowell (this gives you an idea of how long ago this was). We hit it off and talked about the movie and why we were each going to Miami at the time. In the middle of the conversation, her hand moved to under my blanket and began to rub me through my pants. We kept up our conversation as if nothing were going on. When it was clear that I was hard she put her hand in my pants and stroked me for the rest of the movie and our conversation. I never even knew her name, and when the plane landed, we went our separate ways. Very hot!

The most recent time was during a weekend I spent in Arizona on business. I was at the hotel bar after giving a talk, and there was a woman sitting near me. There were no other people at the bar as it was mid afternoon, and it was Arizona! We got into a rather innocous conversation which eventually got more personal as we spoke about our lives. The kind of conversation you can have with a person you know you'll never see again. At one point I excused myself to go to the men's room, and she said she had to go as well. In the hallway leading to the restrooms, we spontaneously jumped each other. She ended up with her hands against the wall, with me lifting her dress and screwing her from behind in the hallway. The thought that one of the staff members or guests might need to use the facilities while we were busy only added to the fun. This would've been the perfect "zipless fuck" (for those of you who've read Erica Jong), except for the fact that I saw her again after that afternoon and got to know her (we still e-mail from time to time).

What are your experiences with anonymous sex?