At the traffic light (2)

I am cycling home and waiting for the traffic light, next to me is an older lady. A cute, young man crosses the street in front of us, he looks at me, and before I know it the words "lekker ding" (Dutch slang normally used when you see someone who you find (sexually) attractive) slip out of my mouth. The lady looks at me, laughs and comments "yes, he is indeed handsome".

Blogger or Facebook

I don't blog as much as I used to. The reason is that I have become an active member of Facebook. I had been a "sleeping member" of Facebook for a while, but since several good friends have created profiles as well, I check in to see what's new several times per day. I must admit that some people post too many boring messages on Facebook (such as in the status updates "XX is having a coffee" or "YY is going to bed"), but on the other hand I like to have access to friends' photo albums, their whereabouts and activities. It is a very good way to remain close to friends who are far away. The disadvantage of Facebook is that it is not anonymous, so I will continue to use blogger for some stories.........
In other news:
- the "all gays are paedophiles" guy is coming to the office tomorrow. I'll make the coffee extra hot and strong.
- CH introduced a new guy to the gang last night. AL is half (American) black/half (British) white so we call him "our little Obama". He is smart, cute and friendly, and I hope he'll like us enough to join our gang.

We are not immortal

Yesterday I said my last good-byes to MJ. She was one of my classmates from high school and I guess a member of our "gang" during those days in 1973 - 1979. A month ago, I (and all other gang members) received an e-mail in which she wrote: "Attached are scans of some papers from our high school days. I have been producing a lot of waste paper recently, because soon I will be going back to where I came from, and I can't take the papers with me." In a follow-up e-mail she told us that she had been diagnosed with a malign tumor, and it was too late for treatment and she'd be leaving this world soon. I was not particularly close to MJ, but I remember her as a very clever girl with a great sense of humour.
Seven members of our high school gang showed up for the cremation ceremony yesterday. It was good to be together and share our loss and share stories about MJ. And as JC said, this was not only saying goodbye to a dear friend, but also a realization that our generation is not immortal.

Finally, a Prince (King) for me

Many of my Asian friends are always looking to marry a prince - (we all know Asians are interested in the $$ hehe) - and Europe having so many royal families I was often jealous of them. So I was delighted when I read the news about Prince Jigme Khesar Namgyel Wangchuck of Bhutan being crowned a King yesterday. The Prince is well-educated, handsome and single! He is 28 years old so if I stick to the old truth "any decent looking guy above 30 who is not married is gay" I need to wait 2 years before I can make advances.....
By the way, the Netherlands doesn't have any cute, single Princes. Most of them are mediocre looking - the best looking is Prince Maurits (pictured below) who is happily married with 3 children.

Garçon stupide

It was gay movie night again and our gang just routinely went without even checking the movie. A big mistake as yesterday's movie, Garçon stupide (Stupid boy, a Swiss-French co-production) was very boring.
This French language film tells the story of 18 year old Loic, who works by day in a chocolate factory, and by night cruises the internet for sex with men. His life is a series of anonymous sexual encounters until he meets one man who appears to be interested in him for himself, and not just his body. Loic's journey to self awareness is told through a series of episodic events, such as the suicide of his best friend, his growing infatuation with a local team's soccer star, a car accident and subsequent hospitalisation which uncomfortably reunites him with his parents. At the end of the film he realizes that he can be his own person and he recites a list of things he will never do in order to fit in and belong.
Many people left the cinema during the movie, and just before the end I heard some snoring behind me. What a waste of time.

The Audacity of Hope

A good weekend

It is Sunday evening and I just came home from a visit to my youngest niece who celebrated her 14th birthday. Most of the family was there - always good catching up. The weekend started Friday after work with a visit to KE which whom I shared a few beers and joints. I think I still suffered from jet lag as I was so tired that evening. Yesterday was the "Religion is fun" party hosted by DV and DAA which also doubled as a surprise birthday party for DV's boyfriend CH. I didn't have much inspiration for the costume so I was glad that WI called and suggested we go as orthodox Jews. The party was fun, I got to know some new people and remember talking to a young straight Irish guy who was curious about gay sex.