Here's what they look like, in case you have forgotten, or have been living under a rock or something:
After they picked me up at a local metro station (see Blobby, we know the correct term), we went out for lunch, then came back and crashed at their apartment for several hours. We had Chinese food for dinner. Cubby made a pound cake all by himself (using my recipe):
and we topped it with fresh strawberries for dessert. We also consumed cosmos and watched "Polyester"; OMFG, the acting (if you can call it that), the storyline, the "scratch-n-sniff" card - campy fun! RIP, Divine! It was late in the evening when they drove me to my hotel (aka the sooper seekret bunker).
Saturday - off to the gayborhood! (sings it's a beautiful day in the gayborhood, a beautiful day for a gaybor...). Brunch and bookstores and embassy architecture perusing. There may or may not have been some gawking at hawt menz. Unfortunately, I didn't see anything I liked. Then a trip on the metro to Eastern Market, a combo farmers/flea market and bazaar. Greg purchased some handmade peppermint soap. Cubby decided he would cook dinner for us, so off to the supermarket and liquor store before returning to their apartment. Cubby has the incriminating evidence of how drunk we were on cosmos. Greg, bless his heart, remained sober so that he could drive me back to the bunker. Oh yeah, and we drunk-called Kelly and Sassybear.
Today was go home day for me, so I bought the boys a good breakfast. They accompanied me to the Amtrak train station, then left me
I had a wonderful time with Cubby and Greg! Thank for the memories! Smooches!
