A Little BB & J-LoVe

As Dewayne already elucidated, Our Jorge has moved on to the great Pacific Northwest.

(As an aside, our most amorous gay Cuban has been sampling the local cuisine, including a highly-recommended drive-in burger joint. However, they apparently do not do custom orders, leading to a text message that there would be "NO Dick's 4 me" in Seattle. Given the source, one hopefully will forgive the prurient, sophomoric giggle that engendered. And the response of, "I find that highly unlikely.")

On Monday, though, we actually lost two people to the West Coast. Ben B., friend and not-quite co-worker, also relocated, to Southern California. Of course, he relocated within the same company … so while Jorge is exploring his new environs before starting with the new employer ("I'm having lunch at IKEA, are you jealous?"), Ben flew out Monday and reported to work the same day.

I think I met Ben before I met Jorge. It's all a blur. Naturally, they knew each other. In fact, it's ironic that both of them, at various times, were described to me as the "Gay Mayor of Orlando." Whatever shall we do without them?