Gonna burn this goddamn house right down...

So, had an enjoyable wednesday with Hotass and Skipper. Judging from his account of the evening, I'd say Skipper had fun, too... Drank some vodka, ate some cheese, visited my first Woof Bar.

The only thing missing was my boy. He's away on business, and though I completely understand the reasoning behind it, I'm still pouting a bit. Oh well, he'll be home tonight and his homophobe redneck cousin is IN town on business and staying with us. So we'll hide the liquor, this month's Out Magazine (is the Rock woof worthy?), and all of the Queer As Folks that we've got recorded on our TV, and hang with the redneck. He's nice enough, but scared to death of the mo's...

In another interesting and potentially uncomfortable situation, the redneck works for the same small company as Hotass' Ranger... I won't tell if Ranger won't...