Give Me a Moment…

Attending the Loving More poly conference outside Denver, and (as sometimes happens at such things) they passed out bingo cards, where you mingle with other attendees to see who has attributes like “Learned of poly after age 40” or “From east of the Mississippi.” 

One of the entries on my card is “Attending with 2 or more lovers,” to which the only reasonable answer would seem to be, “No, but the conference has barely started.”

Entree Nous

I was recently introduced to the president of the LGBT employees’ organization in my workplace. I thought we hit it off well, but was still surprised when I saw him today in the employee cafeteria and thought he was making an rather forward proposal.

Turns out if he was asking if I liked pho.