A STREETCAR NAMED ADMIRE
charlesbovary
San Francisco, California | Mies Hae A Miestä
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What Tenn Thought of My Bedroom.......MY age: 72.
On a foggy eve in the fall of '80, I caught a glimpse of Tennessee Wms. under-reaching for a bottle of gin off a shelf at a liquor store on Geary Blvd. Dressed in the habiliment of a 19th-century Greek mariner (curly-hair wig and all), I was rapidly trotting to a disco on Polk St. Sans much consideration, I went to him, and handed him the bottle. "No need to thank the kindness of this stranger", or something else of that corny ilk I uttered to him. He was taken aback timidly by my "high" countenance & out-of-place costume. We sallied while he shopped and paid for snacks. I asked if I could walk with him to his destination, Colony Hotel. Upon reaching the foyer, he asked if I would visit with him. Lying to him, I stated that I was on my way home to feed "Mugger", my golden retriever. When Ten Ten and I entered my cottage, I showed him to a seetee and later handed him a highball glass with ice. He inquired where the spiral staircase led to; I responded, "to the ballroom." "Ballroom? May I see it?" I toured him into my inordinately decorated bedroom, alight with five honey wax candles in glass and wooden lanterns that cast arabesque silhouettes against the carroty bamboo ceiling. The ersatz tapestries (thumb-nailed quilts) quivered in the cross-breezes as we heard Muddy Waters' blues emanating from a neighboring cafe. He raised his eyes to look upon an embalmed Sicilian owl and Caucasian mouse perched on a rosemary branch above my German-made bed. Tenn was further roused by the scent of blooming orchids I cultivated on a portable fountain on the deck overlooking the steeples of twin churches. He seemed nostalgically transported; closing his eyes and dilating his nares, he came closer to me and said he felt akin to being in the presence of the Moon Lake Casino. He asked to lie serenely next to me and experience pillow talk between us. No longer am I this quixotic lad, neither are you a gallant poet. Nevertheless, I pine to be visited by a very mature "man of letters"; a gent steeped in sublime sensuousness with whom I can explore The Arts, intimate conversation,voyeurism, and perhaps physical expression. Tennessee gave me hours of delight. The other side of joy is that it is too frequently followed by crawling periods of grief, over what is lost.
On a foggy eve in the fall of '80, I caught a glimpse of Tennessee Wms. under-reaching for a bottle of gin off a shelf at a liquor store on Geary Blvd. Dressed in the habiliment of a 19th-century Greek mariner (curly-hair wig and all), I was rapidly trotting to a disco on Polk St. Sans much consideration, I went to him, and handed him the bottle. "No need to thank the kindness of this stranger", or something else of that corny ilk I uttered to him. He was taken aback timidly by my "high" countenance & out-of-place costume. We sallied while he shopped and paid for snacks. I asked if I could walk with him to his destination, Colony Hotel. Upon reaching the foyer, he asked if I would visit with him. Lying to him, I stated that I was on my way home to feed "Mugger", my golden retriever. When Ten Ten and I entered my cottage, I showed him to a seetee and later handed him a highball glass with ice. He inquired where the spiral staircase led to; I responded, "to the ballroom." "Ballroom? May I see it?" I toured him into my inordinately decorated bedroom, alight with five honey wax candles in glass and wooden lanterns that cast arabesque silhouettes against the carroty bamboo ceiling. The ersatz tapestries (thumb-nailed quilts) quivered in the cross-breezes as we heard Muddy Waters' blues emanating from a neighboring cafe. He raised his eyes to look upon an embalmed Sicilian owl and Caucasian mouse perched on a rosemary branch above my German-made bed. Tenn was further roused by the scent of blooming orchids I cultivated on a portable fountain on the deck overlooking the steeples of twin churches. He seemed nostalgically transported; closing his eyes and dilating his nares, he came closer to me and said he felt akin to being in the presence of the Moon Lake Casino. He asked to lie serenely next to me and experience pillow talk between us. No longer am I this quixotic lad, neither are you a gallant poet. Nevertheless, I pine to be visited by a very mature "man of letters"; a gent steeped in sublime sensuousness with whom I can explore The Arts, intimate conversation,voyeurism, and perhaps physical expression. Tennessee gave me hours of delight. The other side of joy is that it is too frequently followed by crawling periods of grief, over what is lost.
Kirjaudu
Kauris
Ulkonäkö ja Tilanne
Vartalonmallini on
Keskiverto
Pituuteni on
5' 8 (1.73 m)
Silmienvärini on
Ruskea
Etninen taustani on
Valkoihoinen, Eurooppalainen, Latinalaisamerikkalainen
Aviosäätyni on
Leski
Minulla on lapsia
Ei
Haluan lapsia
Ei
Paras puoleni on
Jalat
Ulkonäkö
En edes harkitsisi
Hiukseni ovat
Suolaa ja Pippuria
Minulla on yksi tai kaksi tällaista
Koira
Olen valmis muuttamaan
Kyllä
Tila
Koulutukseni taso on
Korkeakoulu tutkinto
Työllisyys tilanteeni on
Eläkeläinen
Erikoistun
Taide / Musiikki/ Kirjallisuus
Työ tittelini on
U. PROF. & RN
Tuloni per vuosi
Enemmän kuin $150,000USD
Asun
Yksin
Kotona
Ei meteliä
Tupakoin
Kyllä - Mutta ei tupakkatuote
Juon
Ei
Persoonallisuus
Yläasteella olin
Luokan Pelle
Sosiaalinen käyttäytymiseni
Sivustaseuraaja, Ystävällinen, Koominen, Flirttaileva, Aina menossa
Kiinnostuksen kohteet ja Harrastukseni ovat
Ruokailla, Lukeminen, Taide & Käsityöt, Oppiminen, Musiikki, Elokuvat, Internetti, Pelit, Tanssiminen, Teatteri, Matkustaminen
Käsitykseni mukavasta ajanvietteestä on
Kavereiden kanssa hengailu, Uusien asioiden kokeilu, Elokuvat, Nukkuminen, Kirjan Lukeminen, Museossa käyminen
Unelma treffini olisivat
U VISIT ME. I SERVE ROOT BEER. WE SIT TOGETHER. I TOUCH UR FLESH...
Olen aina halunnut kokeilla
EVERYTHING SEXUAL THAT'S NOT POTENTIALLY DANGEROUS. TEACH ME TO SUCK, E. G. IF I HAD 2 CHOICES, I'D SELECT A SOAP-SMELLING, U/C PINK CORONA/RIDGE.
Kaverini kuvailevat minun olevan
Joku jota muut kadehtii
Katsomukset
Uskontoni on
Ateisti
Käyn säännöllisesti
Ei koskaan
Tavoitteeni elämässäni on
FINDING LOVE W/A WHOLESOME, LIGHT-COMPLEXIONED, HIRSUTE,GENT FROM ACADEME(arts/humanities). BEST RAPPORT W/EUROPEANS & CARIBBEANS. I SWOON W/CONCUPISCENCE WHEN EYEING RED PUBES ON A FLESHY, SOAP-SMELLING CROTCH. ALTHO I'M NOT SHALLOW, I'M ATTRACTED TO AESTHETICS. THE ENNEAGRAM #5 IS THE GELID INTELLECTUAL; UNFORTUNATELY THEY OFTEN GRAVITATE TO ME---PERHAPS BC OF MY HI I. Q. HOWEVER I VIEW LIFE THRU MY HEART, NOT MY(UPPER) HEAD.
Minun tapainen huumori on
Pinnallinen, Älykäs, Kuiva / Sarkastinen, Epävarma, Roisi, Sadistinen
Maku
Televisiosta katson
En pidä televisiosta
Kun menen elokuviin, lähden katsomaan
Romanssi, Draama, Aikuinen
Kun kuuntelen musiikkia, kuuntelen aina
Klassinen, Blues musiikki, Jazz musiikki, Kaiken kattava, Folk musiikki
Kun luen, luen aina
Omaelämänkerta, Elämänkerta, Klassinen, Terveys, Historia, Koti & Puutarha, Neuvoa antavat, Filosofia, Lähdeluettelo, Runous, Romanssi, Eroottinen
Käsitykseni hauskanpidosta on
NUDITY, VAPING GRASS, ROLLING ON THE CARPET CACCHINATING, FROTAGGING EROGENOUS ZONES. CUMMING 'TIL I FEEL FAINT.
Etsii
Mikä sinua vetää puoleensa?
Nokkela, Flirttaileva, Kummallisuus, Kaljuus, Herkkyys, Empatia, Hyvät taidot, Ajattelevaisuus, Viisaus, Passiivisuus
Mitä etsit?
I HAVE A FETISH ABOUT PERFECT/SUBSTANTIAL NOSES & ROSY-PINK PACKAGES & NIPS.
Minkälaista suhdetta etsit?
Kaveri, Päivämäärä, Intiimi, Sitoutunut