I don't know what I've got goin' on lately, but I like it. First there was the beautiful young man I met recently. And, yesterday, a guy at the UT gym was totally coming on to me. This hot muscle boy was following me around, saying stuff like "nice ink, man," not in a guys hanging out in the weight room punching each other in the shoulder way, but in a looking at my crotch and licking his lips way. I'm gonna be 50 in two years. I can live with this.