I went to the movies last night with Sally and Lyn’s friend Mitch, who is gay and cute and wore a pink sweater. He lives in Atlanta. On his little finger was a ring with jewels in it. As the movie started, he emptied half his popcorn bucket into my lap, saying, “Here, David, have some.” It wasn’t an accident, but I wasn’t sure how hard to laugh. I don’t know how to react to Mitch.
