Mark Alexander
You're a bad man. You're a very bad man!
Irreverent, independent, and often snarky partnered married gay boomer and doggie dad who is tired of moral pontification by hypocritical conservative assholes and hate filled religious bigots.
Based on some recent incidents, let me reiterate: If you are the owner of a photo that appears on this site and wish it removed, you don't need to get all legal and send threatening letters and takedown notices; just email me with the photo's URL or leave a comment on the offending post and I will gladly remove it.
In other words…
Retirement
(That's actual number of calendar days. It's a whole lot less if you remove weekends and holidays. And even less than that if you calculate the actual number of days I have to come into the office!)
Two of these guys got out of a white Bronco and walked all cocky and maskless into a trendy coffee shop in Santa Fe this morning while I sat outside sipping with a scone. (NM is strictly a mask required state). I thought they might be from out of state so checked out their plate when I left. Sadly, it was New Mexico, but the "Let's Go Brandon" sticker on the back window confirmed my suspicions.
I can't wear jeans like this any more – I ain't got no butt no more.
Same. In fact I just got a belt from Groovelife that is doing a damn good job of keeping my jeans up. They're a little pricey, but so far I can say definitely worth it.