Menopause Man
Last night, I attended a party in the Big Ass City at the home of a friend. I found it really funny that the party crowd kept moving around from room to room. We'd congregate in one section of the house and then like a choreographed herd of critters - suddenly get up as one entity and move to yet another room. Jane Goodall should have studied our Party Crowd as she might have found us more fascinating then her beloved Chimps.
As my ADHD kicked in during the evening, I kept moving from the inside of the house to the backyard where a little fire burned. Pulling my coat off and on caused some pretty severe temperature fluctuations in the 'old body 'o mine. So, on one of my trips out the door and standing by the fire, I said to these two guys standing there, "Hot, cold, hot, cold...all night long."
One of them turned to look at me and simply said, "Menopause?"
As I grabbed him and attempted to smash his head into the nearby fence, I loudly piped in, "Why yes it is, you Bastard!"
Have ya ever seen a man giggle? Cuz this is what Menopause Man (as I now call him) did for the next ten minutes over his joke at my expense. So, I peppered him with things like, "I betcha get laid a lot with the mouth of yours, huh?"
He really was a cute guy and I'm assuming the ONLY straight guy at the party but I could be wrong. Finally, I handed him the card with this site address and told him to go read it...that there would be an article shortly about HIM on this thing.
Oh, and by the way, I'm at LEAST ten years away from "the change", Mister Menopause Man ...if you happen to read this. See ya at the next party in the Big Ass City.
The Hot Flashing
Angry Lesbian
02/04/07