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William A. Browning

Bill Browning


Last Updated: 11/21/2009

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Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 56
Sign: Gemini

City: LOUISVILLE
State: Kentucky
Country: US
Signup Date: 5/20/2007
Tuesday, May 19, 2009 

Category: Blogging
Though I was pretty sure it would never happen to my increasingly curmudgeonly and waning ass again, I gotta tell you: I think I have fallen in love.


Yep. This time with a waiter who works at a place where my dear Paula Mae and I dine on a regular basis. I’m not going to mention the name of this great little eatery (with outdoor tables covered in festive, tropical, plastic tablecloths), but I will tell you they serve up some really fine tomato basil soup and have at least one waiter who (though a tad, a smidge, a trifle Emo — and Emo really gets on my nerves) will gladly bring it to you.

This wee-bit Emo waiter’s young. I’d say he’s between 11 and 33, probably falls somewhere in the middle, around 22.

He’s a thin, pale and efficient boy. And though I’ve long ago sworn off the young (and until recently was holding out for one-time general manager of MSNBC Dan Abrams, but that was before the network shook up their prime-time lineup and replaced him with Rachel Maddow), I do find I really like thin, pale and efficient.

I also like Rachel Maddow, though I heavily suspect she isn’t a replacement for Abrams at all. I think Dan was given a makeover and he and the slightly more masculine Rachel are actually the same person.

Anyway, this waiter guy has dark bangs that are like a careful row of commas just above his eyebrows.

And I think being in love again will do wonders for my mood and outlook —neither of which are very rosy these days. I don’t know why.

It just seems like the more enlightened I get the dimmer is the world around me. This is especially true of Old Louisville, where this pretty interesting little restaurant is located and is an area of my city I once thought magical. Now it just seems to be a bunch of full-of-themselves hummus-eating fuckers in good shoes, drab buildings, traffic and the occasional homeless guy.

I have no idea what pale, thin, efficient almost-Emo guy’s name is, but I’m betting it’s Connor. He could be a Hunter, but my money’s on Connor. It doesn’t matter: I love him.

So now all I have to do is somehow convince him being loved by someone old enough to be his great-great-great-grandfather, someone slightly balding, slightly pudgy and slightly flatulent (okay, a lot flatulent) would be the best thing to ever happen to him. You know — make my pitch about how much he could enjoy nice lunches, slow walks and waiting for prescription refills and lab results.

It won’t be an easy sell. It’s an uphill battle, but I think I have enough charm and a scary enough gun that in time I could persuade him to at least consider an affair with me.

And let me just say that a good deal of my desire to woo near-but-not-quite-Emo boy has little to do with sex. I am, after all, 55 years old and most everything I own aches or swells (in a worrisome, not good, way).

But I would so like some interesting male company from time to time and he might be interesting, maybe.

Now if for some sick reason he’d actually want to have sex with me, I’d give it a shot. It wouldn’t be pretty though. Imagine Newt Gingrich frolicking with Adam Lambert. (It’s okay. Visualizing that even made me shudder.)

And honestly, anymore, I’d just as soon curl up with a bag of cookies, but I would go along with some sex. But more than wanting to do him, I’d like to teach him Canasta or lure him into some Scrabble and maybe some “Family Guy.”

And I don’t know if I mentioned this, but Connor, the soup-carrying god, has really excellent posture and I often take note of and am impressed with really good posture. So, I think he’d be a really nice…

Oh never mind. Though thin and pale and efficient is good — I mean really good — I should try to look ahead and find someone older or someone with a couple of back surgeries behind him. A person with things of their own that ache and swell (not always in good ways). You know?  


I love you people. Please check out www.brizzlesbasket.com — even if you are so sick of me you could puke — and please, please, please tell other folks about it.


D-Complex
Dan Browning

 
So we can only give one kudos now? That's weird. Anyway, I hear ya on so many levels. I'm still hearing that M.I.A. song in my head but I think maybe the Universe was just winking a little, still it was a lovely wink. Reckon I'll keep on keeping on, keep passing the open windows, keep dreaming, keep believing that there's a companion and a cause out there somewhere (I'm good on the couch for now...)

 
Posted by D-Complex on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 2:48 AM
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William A. Browning
Bill Browning

 
Ahh... sweet boy. Be patieint the couches, companions and causes come. Love scomes from the most unexpected places.  Let's both keep on keeping on. I was wonderful seeing you yesterday.

 
Posted by William A. Browning on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 3:41 PM
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Claudia
Claudia Vilt

 
And why can't it happen? Just look at Hollywood and the age diffferences!! Experience counts for everything!

 
Posted by Claudia on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 2:57 AM
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William A. Browning
Bill Browning

 
I'd like to think I still have something to offer. Maybe not to Connor but to someone. Soon. Universe are you listening and finally ready to act?

 
Posted by William A. Browning on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 3:44 PM
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Mischief

 
It's prolly just those low slung incredibly skinny tight legged britches that have you in a tizzie, but I can understand some of the fascination. 

I find myself mesmerized by beautiful youngsters occasionally also.  I'm not sure if I'm thinking I'd like a piece of that or I'm wishing I could go back to that age and do it all over again with the experience and wisdom I've gained from the years I have acquired.

And the filly took the Preakness! 
 
Posted by Mischief on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 2:59 AM
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William A. Browning
Bill Browning

 
The philly did take the Preakness... it's interesting how we never know how some horse races will turn out isn't it. I'm fiftyish dear lady but I am definitely not finished. Thanks for still hanging in there with me Miss Mischief.

 
Posted by William A. Browning on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 3:46 PM
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Bloumeister
Marc B.

 
Connor and Brizzle
Sitting in a tree
K - I - S - S - I -
CRACK!
A branch breaks
Brizzle falls on his ass
Connor says "See ya later, dude, gotta catch the Good Charlotte gig"
Brizzle goes home and watches Rachel Maddow on MSNBC
...

I agree. This IS a hard sell. You need an angle, an ace up your sleeve. Got anything valuable you can put on your will?
 
BTW, I'm OK with Next Gingrich and Adam Lambert. As long as Lil' Adam blows him for the next ten years. That ought to shut him up. My ears can't take it anymore. Hasn't the guy heard of Auto-Tune?
 
Posted by Bloumeister on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 3:02 AM
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William A. Browning
Bill Browning

 
You make me want to come to Canada... You always add some high impact color with every comment, for that and an amazing mind a generousity and friendship I will always love you Mr. Clown Man.

 
Posted by William A. Browning on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 3:52 PM
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Bloumeister
Marc B.

 
Stop it, you're making me blush. I'm growing blonde hair and huge tits... 


 
Posted by Bloumeister on Wednesday, May 20, 2009 - 4:41 AM
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FattMatt
Matthew Griffin

 
I love the Basket!
 
Posted by FattMatt on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 4:13 AM
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William A. Browning
Bill Browning

 
And I love you.

 
Posted by William A. Browning on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 3:52 PM
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**GRIS**

 
"the more enlightened I get the dimmer is the world around me"...so very true! Nice to see you back. Just bookmarked the page. :o)


 
Posted by **GRIS** on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 4:16 AM
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William A. Browning
Bill Browning

 
Thank  you. Just thank you.

 
Posted by William A. Browning on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 3:53 PM
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trey
Trey Durant

 
Love gives me gas. :P


 
Posted by trey on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 5:41 AM
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William A. Browning
Bill Browning

 
Me too... so does tomato basil soup... well anymore just about everything gives me gas... :-). As always Trey it is wondrful when you to stop by and comment.

 
Posted by William A. Browning on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 3:55 PM
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Annie
Anne Horgan

 
Oh no Bill! You have enough aches & swellings without seeking a lover with more!! You just make sure Connor looks at you - he'll be instantly smitten & want to share his youth, thinness & wonderful posture with you. Make the most, he might just wear you out fast!!

Enjoy the soup, XOXOX

 
Posted by Annie on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 11:42 AM
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William A. Browning
Bill Browning

 
I like the way you think. I need a nap now.

 
Posted by William A. Browning on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 3:56 PM
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Art Carcass

 
That was delicious, sir Bill.


Thin, pale and efficient need not mean Connor can't also be thick, purple, and engorged.


:-D






 
Posted by Art Carcass on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 11:51 AM
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William A. Browning
Bill Browning

 
Art Carcass you always were, you are and you always will be a god... and I am thrilled to see you. Just thrilled.

 
Posted by William A. Browning on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 3:57 PM
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Maggie

 
Interesting. Have lately been pondering the difficulties of selling something you don't quite believe in anymore. Kind of wish you hadn't thrown in that Newt Adam thing on more levels than the physical visual. Consider your audiences' psyches. Connor would want to sit at your feet and listen; the value of a moon pie in a box of graham crackers should never be underestimated. I lust after that British/Australian? guy who's name escapes me because he's just so damned funny. He was the self-absorbed boyfriend in the Sarah Marshall movie but very funny on Jay Leno.
 
Posted by Maggie on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 6:15 PM
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Blue
Blue Smith

 

Oooo. Remember that discussion we had ages ago about anyone who had ever had "naughty" thoughts about a member of their own sex turning purple overnight. Well, Rachel Maddow makes me pale lavender.

I so know what you mean about things aching and swelling. My knees and hip have a higher accuracy than Accuweather and my knees don't have Doppler Radar. And let's not even talk about gas. Honey, don't let this get out but T Boone Pickens wanted to buy rights to me. It's a scandal. I'm a walking social crisis.


 
Posted by Blue on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 7:04 PM
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Lisa Kessler Writer

 

Great to hear from you again Bill...

Good luck with love! :)  Everyone deserves some...

Lisa :)


 
Posted by Lisa Kessler Writer on Tuesday, May 19, 2009 - 8:27 PM
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Clifford the Song From the Wood
Clifford DeHaven

 
I say why not.  If he says no, you will begin over-tipping from guilt.  For him it's a "win-win."
 
Posted by Clifford the Song From the Wood on Wednesday, May 20, 2009 - 12:22 AM
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mike

 
I can so relate to where you're coming from!!! While it would be nice to have companionship, for me to date a 22 year old...no thanks. I could have children that age, if I went that way. Give me a classic anytime.....the newbies are too trying for me!!  
 
Posted by mike on Saturday, May 23, 2009 - 9:47 PM
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