Here’s one to ponder as you head over the river and through the woods.
No sooner did I put up a post requesting holiday-themed photographs than a friend of mine sent this photo of himself as a jolly elf—complete with a North Pole, no less.
And since you’re wondering: Her? Had her.
Be nice to your loved ones. Enjoy your stuffing.
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The life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
When told by my wife that our fifteen-year relationship was over, I found that everything in my life was upended. I took solace when friends and family pointed out I was no longer responsible for her personal happiness, just my own—and that of my four children.
I went into marriage as a bisexual kid, suspicious of monogamy. I was a good husband, and played by the rules. Now I'm single again, and wondering if I didn't have it right back then.
This blog picks up my new life in progress—the life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
Photograph by Adrian Buckmaster Photography. New York, NY. July 5, 2015.
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I went into marriage as a bisexual kid, suspicious of monogamy. I was a good husband, and played by the rules. Now I'm single again, and wondering if I didn't have it right back then.
This blog picks up my new life in progress—the life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
Photograph by Adrian Buckmaster Photography. New York, NY. July 5, 2015.
(c) 2004-2019. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 License.
Jefferson
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8 comments:
Her?
I want to sit in Santa's lap!
I'm still confused about the "her"!
Peas splain?
T-minus 12 hours to stuffing
...
and counting ...
The her is an inside joke inherited from Edmund White's The Beautiful Room is Empty, a coming-of-age tale of a young gay man in 1950s Chicago.
If a queen wanted to put down another, he might sniff: "Her? Had her."
Or was it: "I had her when she was young and pretty."
I'd look it up, but I gave away my copy--probably to the fellow whose candy cane adorns this post.
Ooohh...
thanks for explaining :)
also? thank you for the delightful photo whomever sent it. and i fell off your blog a bit so thanks lil'bit too!
(and dude, those sex camp stories are killing me, i want to go there a lot)
A story to tell,
A moment to dwell,
A face to reveal,
Or to conceal?
Happy thanksgiving to my American cousins
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