jawnbc | calîsse y'a beaucoup de pédé-là!

Today's episode is brought to you by the letter F and the number 69. As in fuck, feel and felch. During a 69

The inimitable

toneyvr gave me a lift to YVR this morning. I had web checked-in, so went directly on to passport control. OMG Becky, like, they totally separated us by citizenship (Merkun vs. Not), and I had to use my US passport and...anyways, the queues were long but moving and I had time for a double-double and a Boston cream from Tim's, Dagnabbit, his coffee is very good. For filter.

Flight was unremarkable. Got in a few minutes late, made my way quickly to AirTrain (c'est mon train. c'est un Bombardier), to the BART, to the Civic Center station, and upstairs to our hotel. I had time to unpack and pose seductively, before Himself arrived from his course. We went out for lunch, stopped at the Hello Kitty store (OMG!), and returned to the hotel for the Reunion Sex™. Being married sometimes...nah, that's too obvious (and lame) a pun.

For dinner we hit Zapata's in the Castro. We then were wandering when

smiley_kiley and

nakednsf summoned us to Firewoods for an audience.It was our first face-to-face, but it was great fun and their two hawt friends (Dave & Dan) were also a pleasure. Soon it was time for all to move on, which for us means bed.

Being 42, tubby, and blogging on a Friday night? Works for me.