So, how does one say thanks to some his bestest (yes, that's now a word) friends in the whole wide world? They bought me food, drove me all over the place in the snow, got up at 3:15am this morning to drive me to the airport and then went on to work from there, they let me watch movies like Torch Song Trilogy, Another Gay Sequel, and we enjoyed Barry Manilow Live From Las Vegas on their giant TV complete with homemade enchiladas last night. I had my bed made for me on a daily basis, clean towels, fresh coffee with vanilla creamer in the morning, and a nice spot on their couch on which to place my West Coast arse. Sean and Jeffrey, I love you guys dearly and already miss you more than you'll know. I listened to Barry Manilow on my I-pod on the way home today and thought about you. And the whining that Clyde did this morning when I was leaving broke my heart. I love the bond that Clyde and I created...he's a beautiful boy.
The pictures are here. There aren't many...I clearly wasn't photographically inspired.