Crime does pay

Welcome Mr. Scicluna. I had the pleasure of meeting Tom and Ross on my first cruise, which was to the Caribbean. We found a posting for the "Friends of Dorothy" (code for a gaggle of gays gathering) meeting in the ship's daily itinerary. I had cut my foot on some glass, so I sent Mr. Riepe to scope it out. When I arrived, James was already deep in conversation with 2 men. They were Tom and Ross! The room had couples ranging from queenie (Thank God he didn't pick them), to sleazy (they were cruising for other couples to score with), to mostly average aged couples from Wales and New Zealand and other great locations to actually have friends. James then goes and selects the 2 old guys from Detroit; Really? was that your first choice James?. Well, when they say don't judge a book by the cover , they are damn right! James couldn't have selected a sweeter, walmer, more inviting pair who would become fast friends. When Tom and Ross first visited us, we secured tickets to Linda Eder at Feinstein's at the Regency. So we took a Limo into the city with my sister Ellen and her husband Rich and were seated at Michael Feinstein's personal table. Midway through the concert, an elderly man at the next table leaned over and asked if we were anyone important. I quickly retorted that Tom was Mr. Scicluna, you know of the Detroit Sciclunas. The man was quite impressed, though totally clueless. We found out later that somehow we bounced Linda's guests to the adjoining table, and that man, being one of her guests, wondered who could have possibly replaced them on the A-List. Little did he know. So now we have Tom Scicluna, the heir to the Detroit Scicluna's as a follower, succumbing to blackmail, but I'll take them anyway I can!

Well the Bucca Boyz Coffee Klatch was a great success the other night. Cha Cha and the Head Bucca were there with A.M.T. Mike and his "posse", The Greek Geek, Silver J., Teddy and Eddy. We gathered at Roosters in North Bellmore, with Auntie M's Tommy as the bartender. Chauffer Brian, was unable to attend but his hat made a guest appearance. I sipped on Seltzer, until the Tanqueray used some type of mind joining trick and forced me to order it. The Head Bucca and I kicked Cha Cha and Greek Geek's rearends in pool till we gracefully let them win a game. A.M.T. Mike brought his girlfriend and his boyfriend with him (Yes you heard that right), and introduced them to us. Most of us knew the girlfriend, who I inadvertantly thought was pregnant (Really, she could make a beer swigging couch potato jealous) and John. Mike nicely introduced John as a dancer, but John corrected him saying he was a professional stripper (Classy!). John it seems is going into the Army in the next few weeks, so Don't Ask and Don't tell. John was very happy to show off his job skills, but we would have none of that, The Bucca Boyz are always the center of attention, Okay, we peeked a little. Not too shortly, Stripper John was bent over the toilet with his boyfriend and girlfriend in tow (they would slink out the door without even a goodbye). The other bathroom would become tied up when Eddy decided to show off his rodeo skills to a random patron that had only walked in minutes earlier (a new rodeo record I guess). While this all was going on, we maintained our civil graces and turned our attention to Teddy, who was attired in his snap on snap off clothes. We had a fun night and other then Eddy and Brian's hat (who knew?), we left with our dignity intact! If Cha Cha's pictures all come out, a possible Documentary could be in the works.

I guess that will be all. I need to devise my next Blackmail To Join plot. I ran across this commercial, and I laughed so hard, I think I tinkled myself. So enjoy and TaTa for now!