Dinner Time

I supped last eve with a good friend of mine. He’s recently “out of the closet” so I can’t reveal his name as he’s somehow certain that his Rush Limbaugh-loving, flag draped father, whom I’ve never met, will come across my blog and learn the truth about his baby boy.

I guess stranger things have happened.

The whole evening was interesting. It was like having dinner with a 15 year-old girl. All he could talk about was his new fella and how wonderful he is. Everything we talked about would somehow relate to this guy. Here’s a perfect example- when we exchanged holiday gifts:

Recently Out Friend: (opens gift 1) An Itunes gift card? This is great, there’s a lot of music I want to introduce New Boy-toy to!

ROF: (opens gift 2) A rice cooker? New Boy-toy loves cooking. Did I mention that he has a refrigerator AND a stove in his apartment. I was there last night you know.

ROF: (opens gift 3) A t-shirt? I’ll wear it while I’m out on a date with my new boyfriend. It will look great on his bedroom floor.

And so it went. I don’t begrudge him this time though. He’s extremely happy and it’s a new look for him. I just hope the newness will wear off soon so we can go back to talking about more interesting subjects. Namely ME!