I’m not a doctor. I actually failed tenth grade Chemistry. Our teacher was named Fen Lewis and I couldn’t understand a damn thing she was saying. Because of our lack of connection through the English language I almost blew up Strongsville High School trying to learn about fractional crystallization. That’s a story for a different time as some people want you to believe that we all need to wear a mask, stay in our house and never go to church again. I’m not saying that there isn’t a Chinese Plague but we all need to use something that can’t be taught in a classroom or from a book; it’s called common sense.

I live in Willoughby, Ohio which is twenty miles east of downtown Cleveland. On Thursday our Governor will decide if he will close bars, restaurants and gyms. Bars are currently open but they must have last call by 10PM and be empty by 11PM. The Plague continues to rise in our state and Governor Harry Potter thinks the lockdown of bars, restaurants and gyms will stop it. Here’s where common sense should come in but it doesn’t since the Governor doesn’t have any. The bars, restaurant workers and owners I know have been abiding by the rules. They have invested thousands of dollars on cleaning supplies and team members that do NOTHING except focus on keeping their location sanitized and spotless. I’m in a high risk group and I feel safer there more than I do at the grocery store or at Walgreens getting my prescription filled. I actually think closing the bars early is the WORST thing you can do.

People love to socialize. People do not like to be told what to do. If you are standing in a bar in Ohio you must wear a mask. When you sit down you can remove it. Evidently scientists have determined the virus will not attack anyone in a chair. Perhaps we should make it mandatory to carry around a bar stool? Just because you give last call at 10PM it doesn’t mean the party is over. House parties are booming and no one is wearing a face mask while they slam dance to hair bands in someone’s basement at an after hours party that starts at 10:30 PM. You can’t control what happens in the privacy of someone’s home so why not keep them outside in a controlled environment? The conditions at any bar or restaurant right now are much better than the bacteria that can found growing in the kitchen sink of neighbor Nick’s after party that looks like a petri dish. We can make sure people are social distancing and still keep the local economy going. Isn’t it time to stop punishing those that are NOT breaking the laws? Like I said at the beginning of this blog….I’m not a scientist…..but I DO have common sense.

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gay menI am not an attractive man.  I have a great mind and sense of humor but that’s where it all ends.  I will never be on the cover of Men’s Health.  Having said that I have been very lucky with dating many attractive and intelligent women…..I have also made some terrible decisions….but I put myself in those situations.

Let me share with you the magical evening I was hit on by another man.  I was at my typical dive bar near my house filled with drug dealers and hookers.  They used to have illegal slot machines in there that paid off in cash.  I got to know the regulars.  I became a regular….again not my best moment.  I got to know this black guy that would work at Red Lobster and then ride his bike to the bar and have a few drinks.  He was openly gay but if ya know me….ya know I only care about good and bad.

One night I sat down at the bar next to my gay black friend.  Conversation seemed normal but then he said something that I was not prepared for.  First of all ya gotta understand my physical make up.  I am 6’3 290 pounds and I usually wear a Harley bandana, sunglasses and a vest without sleeves.  It’s not, by any means, a pretty sight.  My young, black, gay friend stares at the top of the bar and remarks “You have great hands.”  I was stunned.  I thought I was hearing things.  My mind was able to tell my soul that he wanted to stick his fine ebony tool in something of my person.  My brain just short wired.  I looked at him, still caught of guard and only was able to mutter, “Thanks!”

Thanks?????   What the hell was that?  I’m a smart guy that always is on alert to anything and anyone and I just had a man hit on me for the first time in my life and all I could say was “Thanks?”  You say that to someone who holds the door open at the 7-11 on a Saturday morning while customers are lined up to buy lotto tickets and vapes.

I then excused myself and went to the jukebox.  I played Ga Ga’s “Born This Way” and we danced to last call drinking Pina Colodas and planning a weekend trip to a Ricky Martin concert.  Eighty percent of this story is true.  If you knew me in West Palm then it should be easy to figure out.  Thanks for reading my friends.

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