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I needed to add that we had a wonderful final day together. Before the return to Seattle, WA, suitcases to Santos-Dumont Airport which has left-luggage lockers. Fairly good size for only 10Reais. We left his things there and just did the normal beach with backpacks. Every Carioca seems to use one. They are almost like growth that balance the more and more common pot bellies for those less active. Had a nice day at the beach. The waves were a bit funny when they hit the sand. Long ebbs and flows due to the gradual drop of the sand into the ocean rather than the normal steeper slope. Caused the breaks to be further out and waves not quite as forceful when the incoming met the outflow of spent water. Hopped the 124 from Rua Visconde de Piraja in Ipa right to the stop in front of NS Candelaria Church after travelling down Primeiro de Marco. Quite easy with a convenient stop for cash at the Banco Brasil agency right there. 1/2 block to Meio Mundo and my friend began hiring away. Between 4 and 6:45 he had three sessions of butt lovin'. The final was with the miraculous Leando/Lean(difficult to pronounce - not Leao =lay-OW = lion and not Lea- lay-AH, but lay-ahn, more like how we would pronounce the name Leon.) My friend required a cum shot from him, but it was still early so he was asking for 150Reais. My friend only pays 80Reais with the final release. No more. Refuses. He asked for 120Reais. Then for 100Reais. I spoke to him and a friend in Portuguese and said listen, he's leaving soon, the offer won't be good all night, who is to say whether you will even get another client tonight, if you don't go upstairs with him you might leave tonight without earning anymoney to bring home....about ten minutes later, they were heading upstairs. Standard stuff. Besides the fact that Meio Mundo sells some type of herbal viagra which is supposed to work and only costs 5Reais. An analogy might be to our saying of a bird in the bush....A programa in the cabine is worth 80Reais in the pocket. Except few bushes here as almost all of the guys shave down. And of course, all of those wasted spermatozoa. However, as one fellow told me, give me a half-hour to recuperate and I'm ready to go again.

I can hardly imagine what you are going through. I called my sister in Southern California over the weekend and I almost didn't leave a message. It turns out she has had to resort to filtering all of her phone calls. Sounds sick!

Three-day special course at Thai Cookery Centre

I don't get the whole campaign. I only wish that in BO's summation at the end of debate #2, he had said how open he had tried to be as president and also as a man and then asked the American public to ponder the reasons why Mittens will not releas his tax returns for the other years. Especially the 2009 TAX AMNESTY YEAR.

My friend from Washington leaves tonight. Yesterday he was already forming hos battle plans for his final 40 hours in this Marvelous City. On arrival, he had 5 programas in the first 36 hours of touching down on terra firma. I imagine that if I had met him at Galeao with one or two large-dicked Cariocas, cheap person though he is, hims mangina was so itchy, he might have even popped for a room at the airport hotel right in the Delta terminal. So last night, after his first programa with a lighter-skinned Caroica with a ten-incher, he settled for a medium-skinned guy with a great tan, eight-inches and thicker than a can of Red Bull. His famous last words that I was requested to translate, "Tell him to not to stop fucking me until he comes." The report I received was that they first started on the side/back and it wouldn't go in. JUST...TOO...THICK. Let alone inhaling 8 plus in his manjeen....sitting down on a latao/tall can of beer is enough to preshcedule a visit to the proctologist for some necessary suturing. Anyway, against my friend's wishes, said programa did as requested/ordered and switched to the all-on-four, as quatro, doogy-style...AND DID NOT STOP. My friend was screaming. Yelling for Mommy. Alternating between shouts of Shit and Fuck. Have to admit he is quite the pro in his planning. Not for nothing did he refuse to have lunch yesterday. Just a few nibbles here and there to quell the appetite. Did not want anything unexpected rearing its ugly "whatever" doing the deed. Most definitely he was already imagining what was in store for later on in the day. He is planning a return for March 2013.

Yesterday was a really beautiful spring day to be in Rio. Bright sun. a bit of morning chill that brought us up into the low 80's. Enormous surf with strong and long inflows and outflows. Sounds like the guys later in the day/evening at 117. I got too much sun. Fooled me with the chill morning air. Decided along with many others not to bother with renting an umbrella/guarda-sol at Barraca/Tent de Miriam. Big mistake. With a bit of a burn to show for it. Where I remember to put lotion no problem, but at other spots, bit of an owie. The normal vendors were out in force. The Baiana from up the hill at the comunidade/favela above the Texeira de Melo entrance was walking the sands with a cute helper. The salada de frutas "fru-TASSE' guy with the Carmen Miranda rig was there but taking long, long rests with little business as well. The usual acai vendors along with a new beautiful guy in a red sunga. Almost made it worth the 10Reais just to see him squat on his haunches in front of you, displaying hus sweaty inner thighs with the light dusting of hair. Might have tasted as sweet as his custom mixes. There were some Parisian tourists next to us that took turns through the afternoon with the 100Reais massages that lasted well over an hour. As they returned from the massagista's tent, they all looked wasted. I preferred to be wasted from some other activity later on in Gloria. On the metro from Gal Osorio, ran into four tourists from Wash DC and Seattle Wash. But traveling together. One has written a book about Clube 117 and Monik and has it sitting with Bruno Gmunder waiting for a yea or nay. I am not sure how you can fill enough pages in a book writing about a Rio puteiro/whorehouse, but stranger things have happened. Maybe lots and lots of hot photos? Got there at about 4:15PM. Already 10 clients and 20 guys. Junior, the weighlifter with the braces was there and very friendly I had a difficult chat with Ramon from Minas Gerais who has done a bit of porn and was looking a bit rough. From what I can remember from his film(s) he used to be hung better. I guess the cameras really can play tricks. All of my favorites for one reason or another were there. A veritable straightboys row. And interesting, all of the same type. Imagine that? Kind of like the auto showroom floor with different levels of quality beauty. AND AGING IN THE CASES OF A COUPLE. The older of the two brothers from Niteroi. Newish Nathan from Recreio. Beautiful stripper Diego. Great smile. Great body. Great dick. And then Felipe, back from Europe with the ridiculous comb-over. And one who has been around forver and looking much better the past 2-3 weeks, Pablo with a receding and thinning hairline. I think he'll be adding a baseball cap to the sauna attire sooner rather than later. Beautiful Ruan brought a new guy to the sauna. Lucas. Very cute. Very new. Very raw. And a big no. First broke one of my rules. Wearing a sunga under the towel. Usually indicate little or no dick. Took a look. Nice mushroom head. But short-shafted. There is a joke in there about making short shrift of the situation. Shirley Shrift, God bless her, could coin a joke with this information. Me...not so much. Anyway, Ruan of the beautiful eyes, was schooling him some more after I told Lucas definitely not. The "story" is that this was his first time selling his ass, he'd never sucked a dick, he was a total ativo looking to full a mangina with something less than substantial AND HE WAS ASKING FOR !50REAIS. I wasn't even looking to start bargaining. He was offering himself up as if he was an exceptional Carioca-version of a male Anne Boleyn to my ass-in-the-air King Henry VIIl. A big Hell No. Expertyl talented oralist that Ruan is, he should definitely teach Lucas the fine art of sucking dick. Me, I am not there to play Henry Higgins. Lindomar and I chatted about old times. He had been here at my home back in 2005. I hadn't realized how long it has been and in comparison to Pablo and Felipe, looking much better with age. He tried me to get me to take him back home with me last night along with the sweet completo I was with last night and well as other times, Andre from Campo Grande. Total completo. Wonderful kisser. Cums and cums and cums with little "down time" as it were. Sexually great just not on the hotness scale like my top five. As I was deciding when to leave I saw a really beautiful man. This happens to me periodically. Nope not daily. Or even weekly. But 2 times/month. Mature. Not a boy. Later 20's to mid 30's. Hard to say if a client or puto/GP. I smiled at him. No wink. He came over. Definitely working. Really too good-looking to be there almost. Really handsome without the seen-it-all of so many. Of course, not from Rio or the Baixada neighborhoods or from out west. One of the few who make it into Rio from the million folks who live in Sao Goncalo. Not completo. Basically ativo. And stupid me, I forgot to ask for his phone number. I'm blaming it on the sunburn. Reasonable excuse. I definitely would have rolled over from him. He did kiss me in front of the other guys so he passed that test. And at my age, I honestly am only good for one go per night. If he is there the next time, a definite one to go with. Carlos is a keeper.

Down here they have three levels of colds and flus. I have passed cold to light flu. Lots of sore throat, coughing, etc. I felt a bit guilty not accompanying my friend around Rio. Friday was a day off for him. I guess he needed to rest the love tunnel after the poundings by Leandro and Anderson. We did some food shopping at Extra, Zona Sul and Pao de Acucar. I felt up for an adventure to Meio Mundo. He...not so much. Big mistake. We went last night after hitting the two Asian markets on the Rua Marques de Abrantes in Flamengo. Besides Friday being the national holiday to N.S. Aparecida, it was also the Days of the Children holiday. We walked into Meio Mundo and my eyes were imploded by large, plastic toys. Kind of like an x-rated X-Mas Nutcracker gay porn with guys parading around with hard-ons amongst giant plastic animated characters. It was a pretty normal Saturday for Meio Mundo. My friend was a bit disappointed after his festivities on Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. I was told that Friday had been quite incredible. I have come to the conclusion that without the earlier stripper show, there isn't much to keep clients hanging around. Meio Mundo has turned into a puteiro with 2 shifts. There are a group of guys who are there earlier to entertain clients who are stopping by after work and then another group who arrive later for the 9PM/9:30PM drag show. When we arrived yesterday at 5:30PM, there were 5 clients leaving. Quite early. And then later on, besides clients, more buys came later as well. IT used to be that Jorge(not the owner) and some others would take a sunga and dance as a way to get free admission. This past week, both times at Meio Mundo, Jorge wasn't even there. If anyone has been there in past couple of years, he is the best dancer there. A talented oralist, or so I have been told, totally completo and exceedingly quiet, definitely not a talker as he is functionally illiterate. He has a super body, but not overtly steroidal. We have had a cold front "frente frio" sweep down from the Andes and pick up moisture over the Pantanal for the past four days. But today is a bit warmer, the sun is trying to break through the clouds and I hope to burn this sucker out at Farme tomorrow with my friend from DC.

I just don't get how any thoughtful person making less than 100K or even 150K can vote for R Money? It is as if no one remembers the "trickle-down' malarkey. Except now, I'll always think of Ryan as shilling for a new strain of drip-down economics with the dripping being a particularly virulent strain of STD.

Today is a national holiday to Brazil's patron saint. Nossa Senhora/Our Lady of Aparecida. Brasil has built the second largest basilica in the world to it's patron saint holding 45000 worshipers. That is the reason Centro is empty. Most everyone took off from work early yesterday for a near 4-day weekend. Keep in mind for everyone that the area around Meio Mundo is very safe. With the activities until 9 and 10 at night at BancoBrasilCC, Universidade Candido Mendes, Fundacao Getulio Vargas, Seguros Souza Cruz and ElectroBras directly across from the sauna the area stays very busy EXCEPT on holidays and Saturdays. Ditto with tons of bars and restaurants on the Ruas Mercado, Comercio, Ouvidor and Rosario.

You won't be needing any. With your ankles behind your ears, you'll be permanently barefoot, pregnant and in rapture.

When in Rio de Janeiro, I'll prepare you the best curry this side of Penang or Chiang Mai. Even have a great store where I can get authentic mango chutney. Ditto on the Basmati.

This morning over poached eggs and buckwheat toast, my DC friend told me that the two programas were with the younger of the two Andersons. And the other was with the fairly new, massively hung Lean/Leandro. He had been with Anderson before who has been around for quite some time. Not as long as "our Anderson" from the other site, but more than a few years. He rated Lean as a B+. Only reason he didn't get a full A was that he refused to kiss, let alone anything else other than to pile drive a deeper foundation than was dug for the base of the Washington Monument in my friend's home town. Or something like that. My other friend who lives with me was the first to inhale Lean's own monument to the base on his first evening at Meio Mundo. There is some kind of serendipity here. Not sure what. Bookending punctuation as it were. Last week he wasn't around and I figured he had taken that trampoline leap to 117. He honestly he has the looks and a still-fresh, still not seen-it-all appearance that many at 117 seem to show. Off in another hour to catch the boat and bus for another afternoon at Farme. It is supposed to rain tonight. The plane coming into Galeao have already changed their landing patterns and doing "bombing runs" over my home on final approach.

I came home after about three very nice hours at Farme today. My friend from Washington, after three programmas at 117 last night kept at it tonight. Must be practice makes perfect. He saw Christo Redentor twice tonight. Kind of difficult when the cabines in the Puteiro Meio Mundo on Teofilo Otoni lack skylights as well as washrooms, not counting the little baskets used for tossing used pieces of toilet paper. At a rough count, for a noted deadly night, there were about 25-30 clients and 50 garotos. There was one guy there, I was told named Leo, that he termed a God, definite keeper/boyfriend material who refused to even kiss on the lips, let alone dueling tongues. Definitely a passion-killer. But he had two white guys with dicks of death and was corn-holed relentlessly. Arrived in Rio 36 hours ago and has already been the recipient of five injections of hot Brasilian linguica(sausage)

By the way, I went to Ipa and Farme today with a friend visiting from Washington DC. Prices have gone up. Considerably. Me being more of a saver than spender, got my large bottle of cold mineral water that I schlepped to the beach for only 3.50Reais. When the vender for the O Globo biscuits came by, he wanted 3 for each or 2 for 5. Well, in the center we pay 1,50 per bag. I told him he was too high and he sold me them for 2/bag. Ditto for fake sunglasses. Another vendor had prices ranging from 35 and 50 up to 80. When I told him that I bought them for 15 and 20 at the corner of Rio Branco and Barao de Inhauma, right in front of Casa "Joy" Behar, where I change money, he told me I could buy anything he had for 30. Ditto for the acai there. I had a jones on for some today. In Ipa, the price is now, more or less 2Reais for every 100 ml. At the very expensive Amazonas Soul on Texeira de Melo and General Osorio, they were asking 13Reais for 300ml. NOT. At Lanches de Para, that will get you a nice bowl/tigela of the real stuff. Back at the Praca XV, 500ml went for 6. Almost half the price.

Sorry about that Ax. A prato executivo or prato feito is offered by many, many restaurants that are not of the por quilo/kilo variety where you go through a buffet line and at the end, your plate is weighed. Most restaurants serve a portion that is enough for more than one person and with a higher price. So as a way to compete with the por quilos, they offer and executive plate or "done"/prepared plate. It includes the "base" or base Brasilian meal - rice, beans, farofa and usually either fries or pure / mashed along with a small fresh salad of lettuce, tomato and onion. Along with a chosen protein. One place I often pass in the center of Rio near Largo do Carioca offers half-dozen daily options with a fish variety or two, chicken, pork loin and two beef choice. Never more than 12Reais. It is normally hard to finish it all. At a por quilo/kilo, when you enter, the door person gives you a ticket and then you can choose a table. Tip the chair(s) forward against the table top as the signal that those places are taken. Then hit the food lines. At the end, after your plate is probably pretty full, you get to the churrasco or grill station. Depending on the price per 100grams posted at the entrance to the restaurant, the grilled proteins will vary. More expensive, higher-quality cuts. Everybody here loves picanha - top sirloin. Me, not so much. Sometimes stupendous. Quality varies. My favorites are the harder-to find maminha. It is surrounded by the more common and less expensive alcatra.Some places offer "maminha de alcatra" but still not true"maminha" Think of boneless eye of the round. Not much available in any one animal in comparison to other cuts. A great one has super taste but tender like filet mignon/tenderloin. And my other fave is a lean fraldinha or bottom sirloin. Lots and lots of flavor. But if the restaurant doesn't get great quality it can be very fatty and disappointing. It is nice if they slice it, then crisp it on the grill after slicing off of the rotisserie. I guess you could day I like my men like my fraldinha - lean. Steak here - contra-filet is NOT going to be like a NY/KC Strip. Usually cut thin and tough/chewy. They apply a sticker to your check and at the table a waiter comes by and asks for your drink order and marks that down as well. You are able to go back and grab a fresh plate and repeat the procedure. It is very popular here for not only the main lunch meal but also at the fanciest of weddings/private events. Cariocas prefer to dine in this manner and choose what they wish than in the US with the preferred plated supper. Many times por quilos are hard to find. They are hidden behind the front display counters in confiterias/bakeries or lanches/snack bars. There is a nice cheap one right near the metro entrance at Gloria. Unless you were really looking and peered into the back of the snack bar, you'd miss it. Around the corner from my dentist downtown, just behind the Library is a wonderful half block straight out of Paris on the Rua Pedro Lessa. There is a cafe there. Great coffee. And if you find your way in, and you speak Portuguese and can understand the menu, there is a stairway with no markings leading you to a super breakfast buffet for 12Reais. Most everyone would never know. And right in front is a flower stand, benches to read, totally shaded with trees and just across the street, a wonderful spot behind the Library. In the back, as it were(our kind of spot), totally hidden from the hustle and bustle from the Avenue Rio Branco which the front side of this building faces.

Too bad you didn't ask for recommendations. Before heading to 117 last night, we had a very nice lunch at a "por quilo" for 2Reais/100grams -including churrasco of alcatara, fraldinha, filet with garlic, beef/chicken sausages and chicken hearts. I think when it comes to restaurants in Rio de Janeiro, you really need to know where to go or for a foreigner, how to order. A bit difficult without knowledge of the language. Restaurants almost always have pratos executivo or feito. For 10Reais or less usually. Besides many with a full galeto special. Right now for around 17-19. Depends what one is looking for. You can also easily find fancier por quilos with prices in the 4.50-5.50/100gram range. I've posted here before that in my opinion, the best cheap meal in Rio is the full kafta meal as Rotiseria Sirio-Libanesa on the Largo do Machado either before or after a visit to 117. And around the corner is authentic, pure acai at a lanche that only features products from Para.

Hito, perhaps because the CIS was established after the date you cited?

Totally missed it last night. So sorry. Reports from my fellow ex-patriot to follow. I had a date, yeah!!!!, with a really cute, at least my type, Brasileiro from Teresopolis, with the cutest butt that I couldn't keep my hands off of last night. A friend arrives today from Washington and we are hitting 117 so a dual reportage tomorrow.

I keep reflecting on Sherman McCoy, Melanie Griffith and The Bonfire of the Vanities when I see the Evil Couple. Sorry but Tom Hanks was so miscast in that role. Ruined the memories of an awesome book for me.

No one can make this stuff up. And for the international debate, it would be nice if BO really went on the attack with this info against Mittens. Which he needs to wear as his hands are so dirty. Looking at Anne, I cannot help but compare her to Eva Braun, and over coffee and strudel, chatting with her friends about Adolph building showers for those "dirty jews." Just the fact that through Mitt's involvement, smoking among women in Russia has increased from 7 percent to 22 percent and now 60 percent of all men smoke in Russia. And of course, Magic Panties-wearing Mitt has only smoked at the most one. At the same time profiting over making others sick and dying. And of course tithing back to SLC and the LDS their 10 percent. http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/10/09/mitt-romney-bain-tobacco_n_1949812.html They really are an evil pair.

Hito, the Pinoy studmuffin is make a spur-of-the-moment touristic visit to Rio de Janeiro and attending to a certain wayward expat American.

I loved his acoustical arrangement, although more than a touch overwrought anyone?

After reading an in-depth review of R Money's tax strategies, just looking at either him or the Missus made me first want to vomit, then slap them both silly, throw something at the television and break the screen and then ponder about all of the money the wealthy should have been contributing in taxes. I really had no clue at all of the shell corporations the rich use. Reading about all of the offshore corporations established by Mitt and family makes me violently ill and ponder how any logical person could vote for him. He really is exactly like Sherman in Bonfire of the Vanities. Tragic.

....um, more like with green.

Just follow the eight tipping states. And for it to be definite for BO, look to Missou and Tenn.