Is it a he or a she?

I woke up feeling more like myself today which is very good. I had the morning to myself as the dogs were at the beauty parlor. Finally dragged out of here around 1pm and headed to the Bay Club as the Steam room was working again - hooray! - and sat in there for about 30 minutes just inhaling all the eucalyptus steam. Afterwards I took a long shower, shaved, moisturized the old bod and went to my locker to get dressed. As I was sitting there pulling up my socks, I thought I saw a lady walking down the main aisle of the locker room. She had big, dark Jackie-O type bubble sunglasses on and hair that went past her shoulders. Mike Morrissey, a guy I went to high school with was also in the same locker aisle I was in; he turned to me and said "did I see what I thought I saw?" Next, walking down the main aisle was Bert, the locker room attendant. Mike called out to him and said "Bert, we have a chick in the locker room!"

Bert looked at Mike rather funny.

"A chick?"

"A woman!"

"Where?"

All of a sudden the "woman" walked by, nude. It was a paper-thin Chinese guy swinging his hips while he walked on his way to the showers. Both Mike, Bert and I saw him.

"Some woman...." muttered Bert. Mike and I were laughing our heads off. Mike turned to me afterwards and said "gay?"

"My radar picked it up as fairy" I said. We laughed again.

"Did you see his...." Mike was stumbling for the words.

"Dick?" I asked, rather loudly startling a few other people in the area.

"Yes"

"Trust me, you need a flashlight to find it."

Everyone broke up.

I know it's caddy but I like men, real men. Not feminine men.

Cell phones on the street

What DOES everybody have to talk about with their cell phones while walking down the street? Is it so important to keep in touch or because you have the bloody thing in your pocket?

Tonight I went to take the dogs out for their 6pm walk and my older dog started barking wildly at some dog across the street. A lady we were walking by turned to me and said "please quiet your dog, I'm on a phone call." I couldn't believe what I heard.

"Excuse me lady but this is a public street not a private phone booth." The dog is still barking his head off and I'm trying to calm him down. She gives me the finger. I call her a white trash cunt. She starts to turn back and walk towards me but the dog lunges in front of her. "I'm calling the Police" she said. I told her to go right ahead as I had two witnesses (the people with the dog across the street who are dog friends of mine, Don and Ella.) She saw that she had no case and walked down the hill quickly.

"What is with these people?" asked Don. "Four years ago you wouldn't see people on the street with a cell phone. Now everyone has them and don't know how to use them. Yesterday at lunch someone at the next table had theirs ringing all the time even though the manager kept asking them to turn it off."

This is happening everywhere and I for one am tired of it. People need to turn off their cell phones in a restaurant, private gathering, theater and so forth. No call is that important.