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"Sexual Mc Carthyism"

Andrew Sullivan writes this article about attempts to "out" him as the author of personal ads that solicit unprotected ("bareback") sex with other HIV-positive individuals.

Although I often do not see eye to eye with Mr. Sullivan on political issues, and frankly, don't "get him" a lot of the time, that is irrelevant. This kind of "journalism" is unconscionable.

Whether or not I agree with or understand the whole "barebacking" phenomenon is another thing entirely. I don't get it, I think it's crazy. Still, it serves no practical purpose to take allegations of someone's personal, consensual behavior and hold them up for public scrutiny, important media person or not. I don't care what kind of sex Andrew Sullivan has...the only way I'd care is if he was trying to do me, and that ain't gonna happen.

All I can think of is some evil nelly "auntie" victoriously gloating, "Oooh, girl, have I got the dirt on her!" This type of "nasty queen" journalism is insulting and tiresome. Memo to Ms. Signorile: get down off your high horse, gurrrl. Get a new act... this one is tired.

Posted by Mattee at 11:47 PM | Permalink

What I'm Listening to today...

Shawn Colvin: Cover Girl(1994)

Dido: No Angel (1999)

Boy George and Culture Club: At Worst...The Best of Boy George and Culture Club (1993)

Lisa Stansfield: #1 Remixes [EP] (1998)

Posted by Mattee at 07:19 PM | Permalink

theBuzz has been dotcomment-ed!

Yes, it's true. I was able to install dotcomments successfully - as Dan said, "read the README". After reading through several times, I was able to run dotcomments in a test directory. It took another hour to get everything re-pointed to my original blog directories, but here we are. Comment away, my darlings....

Posted by Mattee at 03:09 AM | Permalink

Holiday Report

Fairly quiet busy weekend here at Matteecentral. Friday after work, I decided to go out for a drink. Nothing exciting to report, hung out with the guys at Neptune, stopped at the 704, then went back to the (by then packed) Neptune for last call.
As a result, I did not wake up until almost noon on Saturday.

Moviate.org was sponsoring the 3rd Annual Artsfest Film Festival 2001 this weekend, and the featured speaker was none other than the fabulous John Waters (link to an unofficial fan site). After a screening of Female Trouble, I joined a couple of friends for a lecture by Waters. Clad in a trademark black suit, he accented his outfit with a pair of red sneakers. He proceeded to fill the next hour and 15 minutes with commentary on each of his films, as well as jokes and wry asides that kept the audience laughing throughout.

Saturday night, the kids were at an 'N-Sync concert, so the BF and I actually got some time alone during a kid week. We snuggled, hit the hot tub, watched the tube, and otherwise had a great time.

Sunday, I went "up North" to a memorial day party hosted by a former boyfriend and his partner. Always refreshing to see how the rural gay boys manage to flourish and develop strong social networks without benefit of a "bar scene" or other urban trappings. The two gay couples in this small neighborhood of new homes mix in effortlessly with many of the het neighbors.

Sunday night, back home, I again went out to the bars. I spent some time providing special attention to D., whose fairly new nipple piercings had healed to the point where he wanted them worked...so I obliged. It always gives Daddy Mattee a thrill to watch a boy's eyes roll back into his head in ecstasy.

Monday, another late wake-up. I decided to check out the Artsfest after all, so I walked up and down riverfront a couple times. My take: a lot of tzatchkes, and the good stuff was way out of my price range. Walking around was tiring, so I went home and napped.

I was awakened by a phone call from my love, asking me to go for a boat ride. He'd had the kids out on the water, and was sending them home. I met him at the City Island boat ramp a short time later, and we went back out on the river just as dusk was falling. It was a beautiful night, cool but not uncomfortable, and the river was virtually deserted... we saw only two or three other boats. We snuggled a little bit (but not too much, for fear of tipping the boat!), then decided we were hungry. We docked and ate at the Riverside G-Man.

Back accross the river, we loaded the boat on the trailer, then took it back to the Garage. We had a few more minutes together in the studio, then parted... he to the kids, me back home and in bed just after midnight.

Posted by Mattee at 07:34 PM | Permalink

Gay teen speaks...

This story got to me. Why is it that "fag baiting" (and bashing) is the last acceptable predjudice, the bad behavior for which no one gets in trouble?

Posted by Mattee at 10:16 PM | Permalink

Disaster recovery drill...

In order to be prepared to function in the event of major problems at my client's data center, they have set up an alternate work location. I am here tonight, testing systems and waiting for calls; systems are go and calls are slow... zzzzzzzzzz. What makes this worse is my co-worker is sitting in our regular office a few miles away, so we have to call each other to consult on issues.
Even worse, no speakers on these machines down here... can't even play CD's.

Posted by Mattee at 06:39 PM | Permalink

Temporary BV outage.

As suggested by Chris in the Blogger discuss area, I've commented out BV code until the BV server issue can be addressed.

Posted by Mattee at 11:15 PM | Permalink

Timely tips, courtesy of The Onion

:As many bloglanders know, my dear blog-seester Boo Woo and her hubby GG are preparing to pack up hearth and home to depart for the wilds of Sullivania and "homo-wnership". How fortuitous, then, that the Onion has seen fit to publish Moving Day Tips.

Posted by Mattee at 07:15 PM | Permalink

Outages :(

Boy, Blogvoices is down hard...even the BV link button has disappeared. Unfortunately, it appears Blog*Spot is as well. This means many of my favorite blogs are out of commission:

akafrankgreen; East Coast/ West Coast; Everlasting Blogstalker; overyourhead; Swish Cottage; Tinman...

Posted by Mattee at 07:00 PM | Permalink

I love intrigue...

Intriguing person for 5/22/2001:
I met one of the BF's gazillion cousins yesterday. This gent is in his late sixties, and, when I met him, he was wearing a baseball cap, sneakers, jeans... you know, casual clothes. At first glance, he looks like any one of a number of men his age in this steel town.

Then I began to notice a few things that made my radar go "ping!".

1. He had small gold studs piercing both earlobes. While this is hugely common among 15 to 30 year olds in this area, it is most unusual in this age bracket.

2. His nails were very long, perfectly shaped, and coated with clear polish. Again, an unusual sight in his age group in this town.

3. Per the BF, the cousin frequently hangs out at the lesbian bar in an adjoining township.

OK, readers, what's your thought? Maybe just a "dyke daddy?" That's what I thought, until...

4. I joked to BF that maybe his cousin was a drag queen. He repeated this to his hetero male employee, whose response was, "No sh**. Didn't you see the pictures of him all dressed up at Halloween?" Uh, no. (But then again, we WERE pretty busy at that point, having met two weeks before.. :) )

Holy sh**. The BF may have an actual cross-dresser in his family. The BF just laughed, and said that if someone looked hard enough, "at least one of everything" could be found in his family.

Oh, this same cousin goes around town with a cooler of beer in his back seat, frequently with an open container in his hand while driving. He also sells guns out of his car, and is always carrying at least one on his person.

(Note to self: NEVER criticize Cousin's choice of handbag, shoes, or wig color...)

Posted by Mattee at 06:33 PM | Permalink

Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm!

Okay, Keith's not showing his ass, but I'm of the opinion that his face alone can put a spring in many a man's, uh... step.

Posted by Mattee at 05:49 PM | Permalink

Welcome back...

A warm "howdy" to PJ, who is back with a new design. (Chromewaves has also been added to my list of links.)

Posted by Mattee at 10:45 PM | Permalink

Quotable

"Oh boy, what that boy couldn't do with a paperclip and some free time. YOWZER!"
Beau of GGWoo, referring to my "gutter of a mind".
(HONEY! You don't know the half of it....)

Posted by Mattee at 10:23 PM | Permalink

Meeting an online Pal...

I had the pleasure of meeting Gordon (AKA "Sluggo", click here to check the blurb on my "Friends" page) over the weekend. Gordon's a flight attendant, and he had a stopover in Harrisburg Saturday/Sunday, so we were both eager to meet after 2 years of online correspondence.

Mark and I met Sluggo and another flight attendant (John) for breakfast on Sunday. Again, it was one of those deals where we felt like old friends even though we'd never even spoken on the phone until Saturday night. We hung out in the hotel dining room, gabbing until they threw us out.

Pictures were taken by the pool (although we had to be rescued from the pool area when we discovered the door we'd used locked behind us.), and were taken with a regular camera, so the film roll will have to be used up and developed before the pictures are posted. Wait 'till you see how cute that boy is!

Posted by Mattee at 06:20 PM | Permalink

Fun with the leather lads

Markie and I spent Saturday night hanging with our beloved Pennsmen in the 'burg. The man and I donned a festive combination of camo and leather, and had a blast. We arrived just after the hot wax and bondage demonstration (damn!), but Mark got his boots shined, I watched a flogging... a good time was had by all.

We were invited to the "after party", and fully intended to go. We made the mistake of going home to eat and take a pre-party nap; I crashed hard, waking up only long enough to murmur, "we're not going, are we, honey?", before rolling over and immediately going back to sleep. Oh well, can't be a dynamo ALL the time.

Whoo-hoo...Hillside trip is coming up soon....I'll make up for it then :)

Posted by Mattee at 06:07 PM | Permalink

I see you, baby...

The big box of new duds arrived just as I was leaving for work on Friday, so I didn't get a chance to open or try on anything then. Mattee is now set for work; for the first time in over a year, I'm wearing clothes that fit correctly and don't show obvious signs of wear. Add 3 pairs of new shoes, an armload of dress and casual socks, and upcoming belt purchases.. I look and feel GREAT! (Pictures may appear later.)

Posted by Mattee at 05:51 PM | Permalink

Groovalicious Thang at work...

Things are quiet at the HellDesk. What I'm listening to:
Sade: The Best of Sade
Erasure: Pop!-First 20 Hits
Shawn Colvin: A Few Small Repairs
Duran Duran: Greatest

Posted by Mattee at 08:18 PM | Permalink

Speaking of the words "Annoying" and "recording"....

Hallelujah! As of today, I am free, FREE from the (not fun) bondage that is Magenta¹ House. I have now completed my obligation (5 CD's at full price). As soon as those little f***ers are received, I'm sending off a registered letter telling them to leave me the hell alone.
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^1.I disguised it so it won't be picked up by search engines. think a bit... it's the evil place that entices you with cheap CD's, then kills forests sending you solicitations for the rest of your life. Still puzzled? OK, think Rocky Horror...."Magenta! C_______!")

Posted by Mattee at 11:16 AM | Permalink

Annoying Recording industry trend #456543....

Am I the only one who is bugged as sh** by the recent trend to stamp a music CD with only an illustration instead of any information, such as who the artist is?? I was just puzzling over, "What music is encoded on this stupida** leopard-print CD that I have in my car changer?"

Leopard print... I shoulda known it was Ms. Elton.

Posted by Mattee at 09:54 PM | Permalink

Search Requests that caught my eye..."

piercing+slut"
"naked pictures of Tim McGraw"

Posted by Mattee at 08:18 PM | Permalink

Dreamhost is toast/ Blog jones

WAAAH! Something's up at Dreamhost. None of their sites are Some of their sites are not available. No backroom (*sob!*). No Keithers, no leatheregg, no 'fredo (*wail!*). What will I do? What WILL I do?

God, I feel like a junkie.. "Hey, psst, dude, you got any leatheregg cached? I'm jonesin' bad. No? How 'bout some 'fredo? I'll even let you use my burner and give you a blank cd..."

Posted by Mattee at 09:34 AM | Permalink

Thank god and Thank You, Home Depot!As already widely reported in 'blogland, Home Depot has apparently realized how many queers spend money in it's hallowed locations. Thank JAY-sus...I can now go satisfy my Homo Depot jones and Markie can go pay for his backordered major purchases without feeling guilt.

Posted by Mattee at 09:46 PM | Permalink

Memos to Keith:

1. Re: the "abdominalicious" one: Uh, no. I imagine me in bed with Tim McGraw, thankyouverymuch.

2. Re: the weight loss. Many congratulations! It just goes to show how much eating habits make a difference. I mean, you're obviously not starving yourself, nor are you killing yourself with an insane gym workout routine.

Now, the major question: when do we get to see pictures of that ass (or at least more recent photos of your face)? Come on, baby, flaunt your stuff! :)

All kidding aside, honey, I think it's safe to say we blog boys are proud of you.

Posted by Mattee at 08:16 PM | Permalink

Azalea Riot

Unbelievable. The Azaleas in my front flower bed have exploded into these beautiful flowers... with no intervention on my part. Can you imagine what they'd look like if I pruned the bushes and properly fertilized and mulched the bed??

Posted by Mattee at 01:15 PM | Permalink

Buh-Bye, OL2000!

Well, I'm ditching OL 'cuz, hello, I can't read a number of the e-mails I've received recently... (in a bizarre twist, I couldn't even read tech Support e-mail from G***w*y, the entity who installed the software in the first place!) I downloaded the decoding programs from the 'net that are supposed to "work alongside" the e-mail app. Forget it.. and with little to no documentation, I had no success in being able to read the unreadable.

What REALLY sucks about this is that I support the Enterprise/Network version of Exch****/O*tl**k at work (which is much better than the single-user version, by the way.), where I am considered to be the "O*tl**k Geek". How embarrassing that I can't fix this problem!

Anyway, I'm going to download Eud*ra over the weekend. Any other suggestions for an e-mail program??

Posted by Mattee at 07:57 PM | Permalink

Happy Anniversary!

sturtle.com is one year old today. Congratulations, Richard!

Posted by Mattee at 10:09 PM | Permalink

Verbally Spanked..

("Thank You, Sir! May I have another??")
I received an e-mail from one of my beloved regular readers (who shall not be linked to avoid outing him as a reader of / contributor(?) to the backroom), who felt my characterization of this blog as "basically porn" was shortsighted and unjust. He writes:

"I hope the site is more than just porn. After all, these are real guys talking about their lives, their relationships, and yes, their sexual experiences. It's not just to get each other off."

Posted by Mattee at 08:14 PM | Permalink

A nagging issue...

I recently made the difficult decision to stop using Netscape Navigator 4.7x. For the past month, I have been slowly transitioning to other software packages, such as CuteHTML to replace Composer, Opera to replace Navigator, and, finally, Outlook 2000 to replace Messenger.

For some reason, Outlook 2000 will not allow me to see messages encoded in US-ASCII format. I therefore receive blank e-mails from some of my correspondents, including a few important ones from my Evil Long Distance Provider.

For the past two days, I have been patiently slogging through Tech Support Websites, chat areas, and e-mails. First, I went to Micr*s**t, who advised that, because my software came bundled with my computer, I would have to get help from the Manufacturer.

I then contacted G****** through their support chat¹. The tech there directed me to re-install OL 2000. I did so, with no change.
Since I didn't have time to wait in a chat queue, I replied with an e-mail that this solution was not helpful. I also included my previous Event number and attached a winrep² file to the e-mail to help further diagnose the problem.

I received a prompt e-mail back, stating that there was nothing further they could suggest.

Hmmm. I'm not complaining. I'm a Help Desk technician myself, and both entities were prompt, courteous, and helpful to the extent possible. Unfortunately, I still have unreadable e-mail.

Since I AM a support geek, I have access to Micr*s**t Technet through my job. Even after searching all the knowledge bases, I found only one article that might apply to my situation, and it basically said, "There's no fix for this, but there are some third party products that might help you."

Argh. Has anybody:
-run into this problem where you can't read US-ASCII encoded mail using an OEM version of Outlook 2000/Micr*s**t Office 2000 Small Business Edition?
-used any of the following products to decode unreadable mail?
-Fastcode32
-Wincode
-WinZip
Any feedback would be appreciated.
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^1. I've never done support chat before. Can't really see the benefit of doing it this way versus the phone... except that the wait time MIGHT be shorter.
^2. winrep is a utility used for support where the user fills out a narrative describing the issue, and the utility takes this info plus copies all the config and system info files on your PC, then zips them up into a .CAB file that then can be attached to an e-mail.

Posted by Mattee at 09:57 PM | Permalink

"The World's Largest Collection of Gay Advertising"...

...can be found at Commercial Closet. Part of the Datalounge network.

(link via v-hold.)

Posted by Mattee at 08:43 PM | Permalink

Linky Love Update!

New Linkage:
the backroom
-yes, it's basically porn. So sue me.
EMeRGe
a cutie who is interestingly in the midst of posting all the e-mails exchanged between he him and his last boyfriend... time will tell whether my fascination holds up.
lots of co. (Max)
Educator Supreme. Several of my Blog Buds love him to pieces, so...
Tinman
Dauntingly expressive. Incredibly vulnerable. Cute as a button.
unshaven(J dub)
whatta butchy slab o' man! YUM!
v-hold
Daddy V, you are so gonna kick ass at IML!

My more sharp-eyed readers may notice that some links have been removed. If you want to know why I've removed anybody, e-mail me.

Posted by Mattee at 07:47 PM | Permalink

Home Depot does not equal "Homo Depot", after all...

My friends know how much I have always loved to go to Home Depot, even if there wasn't something in particular I needed to buy. Guurrrl! The eye-candy (staff and clientele) made each trip a worthwhile experience¹.

It is with great sadness that I report that my buying (and cruising) habits may need to change markedly. It appears, although the stockholders are demanding revisions to the company non-discrimination policy to extend protections to GLBT folk, Home Depot is on record as opposing making any change to existing policy. This despite the fact that many major retailers have adopted inclusive policies, despite the fact that the company benefits from lots of queer money.

Read the Planet Out coverage here (via Yahoo!).

Read the company's official statement here.

Meanwhile, I'm going to Lowe's.

(link via Jillmatrix.)
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^1. The best "eye-candy" time at any home improvement superstore is during the regular workday, when all the hot contractors are in buying supplies. WOOF!

Posted by Mattee at 07:48 PM | Permalink

And now, here's something I know will make you REALLY nauseous...

Mattee: Hi Honey!
BF: Hi Sweetie!
Mattee: I have a question for you..
BF: OK...
Mattee: Who's your Boyfriend?
BF: You are, Mattee....
Mattee: eee-Yess, Aren't I???
(with apologies to Kia and Victor)

Posted by Mattee at 09:45 PM | Permalink

Somethin' in da wattuh...

Ernie is right. WTF? All these East Coast Blogger Boys are HOTTIES!

Posted by Mattee at 09:40 PM | Permalink

Sunday, Faboo Sunday

After Saturday's Great Woo Encounter, I beat feet back to my house and began getting it ready for company. The house had been a wreck for a long time, and it was made worse by the carpet removal project. So, I had quite a job ahead of me.

My house, however, is not DIRTY... (except for dust bunnies), just unkempt because I'm a piler and saver. Plus, I inherited my paternal Grandma's attitude about cleaning, which basically boiled down to, "Why clean when I have this good book to read?" (or in my case "Book to read/TV show to watch/web page to design/weblog to read.")

I worked like a dog that night on laundry and cleanup, but when I woke up on Sunday, the place was still a disaster... and Ron was due in 10 hours! I called the BF and wailed, "Ohmygod! Honey, there's so much to do..." Daddy Mark soothingly told me that I'd get it done, encouraged me to take it a step at a time, and said he'd be over after six, at which point he'd pitch in.

(on a side note, have I mentioned (today) that I love my BF? He's never uttered a word about the way I (don't) keep my house... even though his house is usually spotless.)

Anyway, the cleaning gods smiled on me, and I got 5 rooms and a bathroom presentable for company. Meanwhile, Mark came over, brought dinner in, helped me with details, then went to the store while I showered.

By the time Ron showed up, all was well. My god, the years have been kind... he looks HOTTER than ever :). He and Mark hit it off right away; we sat around, talking and taking smoke breaks on the stoop. He brought me up to date on what's been going on in his life over the last 6 years, and he told us all about the road rally, even showing us a lot of the material that was used over the course of the day. No wonder he just switched cars and kept going when his suddenly died... if I had done all that work, there would be no way I'd have missed it either!

Sunday night was also the first time Mark ever spent the night at my house... so we snuggled together in my guestroom on an air mattress while Ron stayed in my room. Good thing we gave the mattress a test run before taking it camping... it failed. The mattress deflated overnight, and, while that was uncomfortable, we both agreed it was better to find out now than when we're at Hillside in a tent, laying on the rocky ground.

This morning, Mark had to get to work early, so Ron and I sat, had coffee, ate bagels, and gabbed some more. Thanks to Blog Magic... the years and distance had already melted away, and it seemed like we'd never been out of touch. I saw him off just before 11 AM, and we promised that it wouldn't be another 6 years before we saw each other again.

Oh, and can you stand it?? I had not 1, but 2 digital cameras plus an Advantix at my disposal. Do you see any pics of Ron and me? No, 'cuz dizzy Mattee just sorta forgot to take any. D'oh!

Posted by Mattee at 08:50 PM | Permalink

Feel the Woo, baby!

(Left to right: Jeff, Mattee, Beau)
Today, Mark and I went to meet Beau and Jeff (who were in town visiting Jeff's folks). We had a fabulous time talking about some Harrisburg History (Three Mile Island, Hurricane Agnes), about bloggers we love to read, and the Woo's upcoming home purchase.
On our way home, Mark observed that Beau and I seemed like old friends. Thing is, I'd never even spoken to Beau on the phone before today. That's the beauty of the 'blog world... I think the amount of personal, intimate material that's shared makes it feel as if we've known each other a long time. Thanks for the visit, boys!

Posted by Mattee at 06:49 PM | Permalink

Here it is!Ok, readers, what do you think? So far, I've gotten thumbs up from:

-the BF
-Beau and Jeff (see above)
-Jocko

Posted by Mattee at 01:21 PM | Permalink

Mattee's Trashy Jeopardy!®

Mattee: "I'll take illicit "waxing the carrot" fantasies for $800.00, Alex."

Alex Trebek: "Answer: A muddy old sleeveless adidas® gym shirt."

Mattee: "If I could be a piece of clothing, what would I want to be?"

Posted by Mattee at 09:49 PM | Permalink

Anticipation...

(think Carly Simon /Heinz Ketchup.. the Frankenfurter references have already been done.)

I'm getting a double-dose of Bloggy Goodness this weekend, with TWO blog collisions scheduled. On Saturday, the Woo's are coming to visit GG's family. At some point, the 3 of us are gonna go get cawfee and tawk (and maybe BF will join as well.) On Sunday, as previously mentioned, Ron will be arriving at MC to hang with me and Markie. Look for reports and pics at the beginning of next week, as well as a "baldy" shot or two!

Posted by Mattee at 09:19 PM | Permalink

Just another Manic Millennium

The Onion rocks, as usual. For those of you who have ever asked, "Why me, God?"¹
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^1. My Born-Again Christian Friends from high school would be shocked at this blasphemy. Wonder how many of them are queer now?

Posted by Mattee at 08:22 PM | Permalink

Whatever....!

All you Survivor Gurleens out there are a hoot. I don't know, maybe it's 'cuz I work nights, but I have simply been unable to get into the whole "Survivor/Big Brother/Millionaire/Weakest Link" reality TV gig.
So tell me.... what attracts YOU to reality TV and the "game shows"?

Posted by Mattee at 04:49 PM | Permalink

I did it..Well, it's done. For the first time, my head is completely shaved. Not just clippered. Not High-and-tight. B-A-L-D. I'm going to borrow the boyfriend's digital camera and post a pic, so you can tell me what you think.

Posted by Mattee at 04:24 PM | Permalink

When Blogs Collide (Susquehanna Edition I), PLUS...

Whoo-hoo! I'm so psyched. This Sunday, ever-so-woofy Ron is stopping in Harrisburg on his way back to Boston from Road-Rally planning.

What makes this extra-special? For those of you that don't know, Ying and I used to date.. we met in 1988 (when the only thing that he had pierced was his ear...how vanilla!), and I fell head over heels (or was that heels over head?) for him.

For any number of reasons, it didn't work out, but we parted as friends. I haven't seen him since 1995, so we have a lot of catching up to do (so, will I get to see all the additional piercings and tattoos?). Unfortunately, Marlin will not be with Ron on this trip, so I still won't get to meet him. Next time...

Plus, coming soon to a blog near you, When Blogs Collide (Susquehanna Edition II): The Woo Experience. Beau and I have already sworn that he, Jeff and I will meet the next time they're in town... providing Beau can keep his fingers out of his in-laws long enough to go to dinner, that is!

Posted by Mattee at 11:30 PM | Permalink

Speaking of "Oh. my. God!"...

Today was the day for my yearly Central air system inspection and maintenance. The tech the company sent over was definitely snacky. Shaved head, goatee, in cute little shorts...YUMMY! Of course, I was totally professional, as was he...but as soon as he went down to the basement, I called Mark at work, gasping, "Oh my Lord, honey... you should see him!" He howled laughing, and said he could come back -- "we could double-team him".

TRASH! I tell you, my boyfriend is absolute trash...but that's why we get along so well!

Anyway, after Mr. Hunky Tech left and my heart rate returned to normal, I called the company dispatcher (a bar buddy of mine), and personally thanked him for sending this vision to my home. He laughed, saying, "I knew you'd like him!"
(*sigh*)

Posted by Mattee at 02:31 PM | Permalink

Bagel Heaven

The BF and I send kudos to Ron, who recently posted the recipe for Irving's Spicy Cheese Spread. The BF was planning to bring over a ladder for my bathroom painting project, so I went out early and picked up bagels from Manhattan Bagel and whipped up a batch of the spread. Oh. my. God! The resulting warm, toasty, gooey bagel is heaven on earth.

Posted by Mattee at 02:26 PM | Permalink