July 16, 2006

• My friends and I have a friend, Tom, who is in the Air Force and soon
  will be going to Iraq for a year. Anywho, he and his wife Julie along
  with their 3 kids were visiting from New Mexico (he is stationed at a
  base out there right now) so we decided  to have a get together
  for them at Scooty’s house last night. I got off work at 6 in the PM
  and headed right over there. Traffic was not nearly as bad as I thought
  it would be, in fact, it only took me 40 minutes to get there and that
  included stopping off at a White Hen Pantry to pick up cheesy poofs.
  When I got there, the only people that were there were Heather and her
  2 kids and John. Soon, though, everybody else started to arrive, such
  as Keith, Tom and Julie, Mark and Amy and Dave and Kelli. Everybody had
  their kids with them, which was funny to see some of the kids interact
  with each other. For example, Dave and Kelli’s baby, Natalie, likes to
  try to kiss Mark and Amy’s baby Addison. Natalie will open her mouth
  and grab Addison by the shirt and try to pull her closer to her to kiss
  her. Addison being the wimpy baby that she is (I know that sounds bad,
  but even her parents say they have a wimpy baby) she always starts
  crying when Natalie does this. Its still funny as hell.

  After a while, I found myself talking about the war with Tom and Dave.
  Tom was telling me that some day, he wants to be president. He was also
  telling me how much he hates George Bush, but how he wants to go to
  Iraq and “do what we do”. He has fought in the first Iraq war, but this
  new war, as we know is far different from the first Iraq war. As I sat
  there listening to him talk, I starred directly at the American flag
  which Scooty has hanging from the front of his house. It blew ever so
  gently and for some reason, it just took on a whole knew meaning right
  then.

  About 9:30 I realized that John, Tom, Julie, Keith, Heather and all the
  kids would not be going anywhere. So, I decided to stay as well and
  started drinking it up. I didn’t feel like having beer, so instead I
  was drinking Captain and Pepsi, which I know everybody might be saying
  “why not just call it Captain and Coke” but Todd insisted that it was
  different. I have to say, I agree with him, as we all know, Coke sucks
  Pepsi’s ass, so why would I even consider having Coke when there was
  Pepsi to drink. As for the rest of the night, it was kinda tame for our
  parties, I think it was because the kids were there. Sure, we hung out
  in the backyard until 4:30AM, but we didn’t do any of the wild and
  cra…………..ok, maybe we did a little, now that I think about it.

  I went to sleep in Tim’s bed, which is Kris’s 11 year old son’s bed.
  NO, HE WAS NOT IN THE BED WITH ME, the kids were actually with their
  dad, so we had plenty of room for us to sleep. As usual, I slept like
  shit, not falling asleep until just after 5 and waking up about 8:15AM.
  I went downstairs without a shirt on to get some water and saw that 6
  year old Nicole was up, as was John. Nicole saw me and started to come
  toward me to give me a hug. She stopped before getting to me saying “I
  don’t want to hug with with that hair on your chest. I will just hug
  your arm instead.” I guess she isn’t used to a hair chest, after all,
  there are rumors of hair on her dad’s chest, but those rumors have yet
  to be fully confirmed. Still, when you think about it, every other time
  she has hugged me, it has always been with my hair chest, its just that
  all the other times I had a shirt on.

  Soon, I went back to bed. After a few minutes, I heard somebody trying
  to open the door, which I had locked. I opened the door and it was
  Nicole. I told her I was going back to bed and sent her on her way,
  locking the door again. I tossed and turned for what seemed like an
  eternity, finally falling back asleep sometime after 9. Right about
  9:55, I was woken up to  somebody trying to turn the doorknob and
  open the door and they just didn’t seem to understand the concept of a
  door being locked. I frustratingly got up and opened the door and lo
  and behold, it was Nicole again, she wanted to get a toy out of the
  room. Ughhhhh.

  This time, I got up for good. Heather and John were both up this time,
  so I asked Heather to make coffee. She said she had to hurry up and
  make it before Scooty came downstairs and told her she was doing it
  wrong. When one is at Scooty’s house, he has to do everything because
  nobody ever knows how to do anything correctly. Yeah, its annoying, but
  what can I say, its Scooty. I had a healthy breakfast of coffee and
  oatmeal.

  I will skip the next couple of hours, nothing too exciting happened, we
  all just sat around eating and talking. Finally, about noon, Scooty
  told us that he needed to go to Menard’s to buy a shed. Of course, we
  were all parked on the driveway, so he needed either all of us to move
  our cars or just have one of us that had a free car let him use the
  car. Since Scooty driving is never a good idea, I volunteered to drive
  him. Also, there was sort of an ulterior motive, there is a really cute
  guy I used to play card with that worked at Menards. His name was
  Dustin, and I haven’t seen or heard from him in over a year, so I had
  no idea if he even still worked there, but I was dying to find out.

  Scooty was supposed to be meeting Rusty at Menards, since Rusty has a
  truck which could be used to transport the shed back to the house.
  While Scooty went to find him, I wandered the store looking for Dustin,
  even though I didn’t expect to see him. I was pleasantly surprised to
  actually find him. Even though we only played cards together a handful
  of times, he instantly remembered me. He still looked cute, but not as
  cute as I remembered him. However, this time, he seemed gay. I had
  always been attracted to him and my gaydar went off before when I was
  around him, but this time, it was going fucking haywire. Now, the thing
  about these home improvement stores is that there are always hot, young
  guys working there and a lot of them seem to be gay. Case in point,
  cutie Ty works for Home Depot in California. And a lot of times, these
  guys wear shorts. Dustin had a cute and pretty gay co worker that was
  standing near us wearing shorts. I asked Dustin why he wasn’t wearing
  shorts and the co worker laughed and said “oh, because he doesn’t like
  his legs” and Dustin got sort of uncomfortable and told him that wasn’t
  the case. I could sense a sexual tension between the 2, I believe they
  have some sort of sexual relationship.

  I guess in a way, it was my lucky day because Dustin told me that he
  was going to be quitting Menards in a couple of weeks to work in a club
  downtown. Yeah, that would be another sign that he was gay. He told me
  he was going to do it because of the money and because its a good way
  to meet girls. Suuuuuuuure, girls. Anywho, he gave me his email address
  and phone number and told me to call him when we play cards. We
  actually were going to play cards tonight, but he already had plans.

  After I got back to Scooty’s, we were all sitting around talking about
  Jt and his devil girlfriend when I told Tom and Julie that I’m gay.
  Much to my surprise, they were both didn’t have a clue. Sure, they had
  heard everybody making jokes about me being gay, but that’s all they
  thought they were was jokes. Julie has a gay sister and Tom thinks he
  might have a gay brother, so it was no big deal for them. Tom was
  actually a little upset that nobody told him, since everybody else
  found out 2 years ago. They have been away for such a long time and its
  not often that we get a chance to see them, so it just never seemed to
  be the time or place to tell them. I just casually mentioned that Jt’s
  devil girlfriend hates me because I’m gay and that was it.

  I really had a great time with everybody this weekend. Even though not
  everybody was there, it was a blast to hang out with all of the people
  that did make it. Sure, I have other friends, but there is nothing
  quite like hanging out with my core group of friends. Everything just
  feels so normal and natural since we all have been hanging out for
  years. We don’t have the chance to hang out nearly as often as we used
  to, so I really cherish the opportunities to hang out.

  I showed up at Sean’s house about 6:30,
  early enough to whip Scott’s ass at a couple of games of beanbags
  before poker. I must have used all my winning mojo up on beanbags,
  because I sucked ass at cards, in fact, I didn’t even win one hand and
  was the first one out. Normally this would suck, but we were watching
  Goodfellas, which is one of, if not my favorite movie of all time.
  Anywho, I didn’t stay for the 2nd game and I just headed home rather
  early.

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