Posted on 9/30/2014 by Daddy Will

It's not always easy for us old dogs to attract new tricks. We always run the risk of boring them to death with our stories of gay life when the earth was cooling. My own husband is nineteen years my junior, and I'm sure he's sick of hearing some of my tales, regaling the days when I was a disco dinosaur. I've little doubt that there aren't a few that he could repeat verbatim at rote. Most gay men of my generation that dared to leave the house was sure to have witnessed some pretty dark days. In our own struggle to survive and attempts to ensure the survival of younger men, it's only logical that many of us became walking testimonials of doom and gloom. Fortunately, times have changed. Things are looking up, we have more options in treatment for HIV today, and are discovering alternatives in prevention. This old dog has had to find new ways to approach the topic of HIV status when negotiating carnal encounters. We even have new words and terms that didn't exist just a decade ago. I'm personally am dealing quite well with the new face of an old enemy. But, I hope I forget where I came from, or those that were part of my experience.

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Yeah, but what if ???????????????????

Posted on 9/24/2014 by Daddy Will

I look back at the many years of my life that I devoted to "What if?" Living in fear of what may come to pass. Only in retrospect have I come to realize that all that fear of impending doom, all the anxiety and negativity was for naught, other than to rob me of the opportunity to experience the positive pleasure and full potential that was rightly mine for the claiming. I have no time for that today. I don't live recklessly, but, I certainly don't deny myself certain pleasures because it may cause me to burn when I pee. As I've said countless times. I'm at an age where I'm facing the laws of diminishing returns. This does not make me a fatalist with a pessimistic outlook on life. I see myself as pragmatist wish an infallible positive outlook on the future. But, I'm realistic. Look, I realize that were I happen to get a misspelled tattoo on my ass today, that I would in fact have to live with it for the rest of my life. But, just how many years are we talking here? It's only a matter of time before the only ones that will see it is the nurse that's changing me or the mortician. Get out there and have raise Hell!

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Posted on 9/20/2014 by Daddy Will in folsom st folsom street folsom street fair kink erotic PrEP truvada truvada fair fetish bd/sm

Give me one more chance at the midway Let me laugh and be gay as a clown Give me back the world I remember One more ride on the merry go round

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Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes.. Turn and face the strange... David Bowie

Posted on 9/7/2014 by Daddy Will

Observation is my very reason for being. But, thinking, pondering, and rumination are what fuel my obsession to observe. It seems that almost all topics eventually boil down that timeless conundrum: What came first, the chicken or the egg? Do individuals shape society, or does society shape individuals? Who and when started the whole glorious mess? Hmmmm, not that I think about it, is a conundrum best described as "timeless", or would "perpetual" perhaps be a better choice, in that it continues to feed upon itself, like the elusive notion of perpetual motion.. See, one more thing to ponder.

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