The Dating Game: A Date with Judy & Señor Grant

Tuesday, February 21st, 2012 | Gay, The Dating Game


Let’s call him Mr. Right. Well, to distinguish him from all of my other Mr. Rights, for now, let’s call him Señor Grant. If the casting director of the Mary Tyler Moore Show had called for a softer, Hispanic version of Mr. Grant, this is the guy who would have gotten the job. He came up from LA Saturday night, and was back home only 24 hours later. We had been chatting online over the past few weeks, and he impulsively bought a plane ticket to come up for a quick visit. I was a little nervous, as I’ve never done this kind of thing before, that is, welcome a relative stranger into my home. Well, except for the one from Palestinia, who moved in. So yes, Señor Grant was the first person whom I had never actually met—and not already invited to live with me—before inviting to stay the night.

When I picked him up at the airport, he was wearing a black sweater and a black checkered button-down shirt, a black driving cap, dark jeans, and matching black eyebrows. Not just cute, but handsome, dapper. As soon as we got to my house, our lips were just sort of pulled towards each other, like big pink magnets. After an hour or so I pried him off of me and off we went to dinner at a basque restaurant, Piperade, which sadly was little more than a nice-tasting blur as I was so impatient to get back into a comfortable horizontal configuration.

Finally thus configured, we successfully prevented each other from getting any kind of sleep. When morning finally came, we watched A Date With Judy in bed on his iPad. Jane Powell, Liz Taylor, and Señor Grant’s furry white chest, an absolute perfect date.

He and I seem to be after the same things: companionship, substantial physical intimacy, engagement… He’s smart, well-traveled, a dapper dresser, with a job that provides access to the most glamorous of Hollywood, he articulates ideas that are complex and original, with squat hairy legs, those black eyebrows that drive me crazy, lips so soft that I keep puckering like a hungry fish…

“Be” and “let” are my magic new age hippy relaxation words for the day. And if anything, I’ll remember a really great day with a really great guy.

2 Comments to The Dating Game: A Date with Judy & Señor Grant

deanster
February 22, 2012

*SIGH* sounds delish…

[…] from Apollo, Eros’ golden arrow having pierced my heart, the lead one his. I went from A Date With Judy to feeling like Liam Neeson in that movie where he wakes from a coma and his wife (was it January […]

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