As a homosexual, I am often called upon by friends and strangers to settle matters of taste and aesthetic judgment. Excuse me, someone will call from a porch as I stroll by, but could I trouble you to come inside and tell us whether our new golden retriever goes with our leather club chair and ottoman? I'm sometimes offered iced tea, which can be refreshing on the warmer days. The awkward duty once fell upon me to inform a very nice lady that her selection of children simply wouldn't do. The little girl especially would have to go, but for goodness sake don't rush right out and replace her with one of those "retro look" telephones or anything else from Restoration Hardware. Deep breath.

Actually, I'm a straight-acting/appearing laid-back dude who seeks other laid-back dudes to chill and kick back, no drama, no strings, just guy stuff. Ever get a massage from another guy? Dude. Married OK. 420 friendly. HWP, DD free, UB2. No games, not into the scene.