JUST ANOTHER HAPPY HOUR
Me; my boyfriend; the ex-boyfriend I spent ten years with; the ex-boyfriend who broke up with me the year before I met the current boyfriend... just the four of us, sitting around a table on the front porch of Bamboo 52 last night, smoking and drinking and having a few laughs.

And except for the fact that, collectively, they have or had been my partners for 14 of my 18 years out of the closet, we could have been any random group of four people enjoying each other's company. It was all very civilized.

Slightly less civilized is the fact that I have seen them all naked, and I've seen their O-faces. But we don't have to go there.

This is a civilized blog, after all.