The Naked Hairless Man

A couple of entertaining things happened to me today besides the demonstrators I mistook for happy tourists.  My brother belongs to a health club.  He and I went there today so I could take a steam room session.  On our way there, he was telling me about a colorful charatcure who also belongs to the club.

It seems the man is 79 years old and VERY cranky…but in an entertaining sort of way.  My brother (Rob), said that a couple of weeks ago he was complaining that he took a  25yo woman for dinner and said, "And I’ll be forever damned for spending $300 on that date, and she didn’t even give me a damn kiss!"  haha!  Evidently he went on, and said, "Then when I told her I’d like to go on another date with her, she told me she has a damn boyfriend!"  This is the lead-in for my first encounter with the man and his personality…79yo angry because he thought he had a chance with a 25yo who went with him to keep him company on some evening.

We went into the locker room to change.   There were perhaps six or so local highschool students changing for swim practice.  There was an older man near by.  Directly in front of me was a complete train wreck:  It was the 79 year old man.  He was buck-ass naked and COMPLETELY void of hair on any part of his body.  haha!!!  Rob said, "Mr. <so and so>, this is my brother Randy."  The man looked at me angrily, and said, "Nice to meet you."  I smiled, and responded, "Nice to meet you as well.  I’d normally shake your hand under normal circumstances, but I think I’d be a bit freaked out in shaking in a situation like this."  haha!  I was totally joking.  All of the school boys giggled.  The other old man asked, "What the hell did he just say?"  The naked hairless dude responded, "Damned if I know, and damned if I care!"  haha  It was actually pretty funny though.

The other thing that was funny occurred earlier in the day.  We stopped into a coffee shop Rob has been stopping at for the past two years or so.  The owner is a woman about the age of my brother.  She was outwardly flirting with Rob, and said, "Boy Rob…you didn’t tell me good looks run in the family."  There were introductions and jokes.  There was one man working in the shop,  who Rob later told me had never said a word to him in his two years of going there.  Now keep in mind that I don’t often see pretty white women or women who wear nice smelling lotions or perfumes.  Two women entered into the store; I thought one of them was stunning.  I thought them to be sisters, and asked if that was the case.  The blond said, "Yep!  We NEVER get to see each other, and we’re FINALLY able to spend a bit of time together!"  I said, "Same case here…this is my brother, and we haven’t seen each other for a couple of years now."  The Brunette, who I thought was stunning, was talking on her phone.  The blond asked, "Oh really?  Where are YOU from?"  I said, "I’m a bit of a nomad at the moment and live abroad."  She asked where and the conversation eventually led to my telling where I’m working/living.  By this time, the brunette had ended her call and was listening.  Both sisters were being extremely flirty with me.  I told the Brunette, "I must say, I rarely get to see American women, and you are quite stunning."  She blushed, then I heard the male employee say something to my brother.  We left with our beverages, and my brother asked, "You hear what the dude said?" as he laughed.  I told him I hadn’t.  Rob said, "I have been coming to this place for two years, and he has NEVER said a word to me.  While you were talking to those women, he said – ‘the blond there is here to check out wedding cakes.  Now I think I’m going to have to put them in the cooler for a bit just to re-gain their attention!  Thanks!’  hehe  I thought it was a funny thing.  It really is very nice to see Americans again.  I can’t believe how friendly the people in this area are.  

I am spoiled tonight and am currently watching Monday Night Football!!!  WHOO HOO! 

I am especially entertained by the t.v. commercials. 

Everyone is in bed now, and I feel sleep setting in.  I want to try and stay up for the game…we’ll see.

My nephew is the cutest little fellow.  Doesn’t speak yet, but he’s entertaining to watch…unless he’s banging on things!  That’s a bit nerve racking.  haha  I have no idea how parents are able to parent. 

When I was a boy, my paternal grandmother had a small black poodle looking mutt named Rufus.  Rob’s wife always seems irritated when I call her dog Rufus.  haha!  Her dog looks IDENTICAL to Rufus.  haha