well, i am pretty cute for an old guy, and i most definitely qualify for "anything." i am ready for you sweet cakes. just haul your sweet self to milton freewater, oregon, and ask for "john jay." anyone can tell you how to find me. and, don't be surprised if they say, "please don't kill him, he's a good tipper. please, go easy on him, he's old."
people in these parts watch out for each other. laughing.
and, again, i am "anything," if i am anything. laughing. and, please sweet girl, don't kill me. i am old, and broken down, and cannot take real vigorous exercise. the ticker, doncha know.
john jay @ 03.31.2021
update. 04.02.2021. no stimulus from the united states thus far, and no stimulus by way of a communication from demi lavoto saying that i qualify as "anything." i am a bit disappointed, as i thought i was more than qualified to be some sweet young thing's "'anything' boy toy." sigh. i guess i'll just have to live with another bitter disappointment. (and, i hate a heart check up today, just in case. it went well, i survived.) so, i guess the day qualifies as a "mixed bag," which isn't bad at my age. gotta take the bad with the good, after all. end update.