Jessika Sterling’s Official Age-Poker Thesis” for the gay man.
Basically, the concept here is not in the “hand your holding”
…but, “how far can you bluff before you get caught!”
To begin with…all those “I needed some time for me” discrete, weekend and lunchtime “spa treatment” getaways…where “things” are pumice-stoned, pebble-blasted, popped, pulled, pushed, padded, pumped, pinned, plastered, and paralyzed…Honey, those are the “chips”!
(..and we’ve seen the high-rollers out there haven’t we?…right, Ms. Joan R.?!…haha)
And, the “card tables” are all those dark, smoky gay-bars…where you think you know what you’re playing with… until they flip those “cards” (Guys) and turn on the lights (..or, unfortunately, you have that “hung-over…wake-up…roll-over…with the “cards still in your hand” the next morning-moment” ) and realize “Damn, I was looking for an “Ace-in-the-hole”…but, got a “Joker-high, straight-flush” instead!!!
One night stands…cruising the bars…hooking up…it just gets old after awhile. As you get older, and hopefully smarter, you sometimes want more than just “sex”. I’ve never really been a “momma gotta get her pipes cleaned” kind of girl…and I honestly prefer going on “dates” and talking…(yikes, did that just come out of my mouth?!!!)….lol. But, finding that “Mr. Right…not Mr. Right-now” is a real task …especially when you’re in the clubs so much…and “have two wardrobes”!(wink)
It’s very hard to avoid the…”Been there, done them” look on life…age and experience are really the only cure…(..or the problem)…and I find myself “folding” more and more. (…where’s my chocolate!!!!)
For all you professional performers out there, I’m sure you can understand…weeding thru the “deck” can be a real challenge…do I “play” this one… throw him back for a “better hand”…or did I throw away something I didn’t realize was a “keeper” and just didn’t “let that hand develop”…???
Hmmmm…In Vegas, they change the “decks” ever few hours…
“…and don’t we all need to “shuffle the deck” and let those “hands develop” more often?!”
[…Ms. Jessika wipes her hands…holds them up…”ladies and gentlemen, love ya,
…I’m out, thank you”]
(“…try the veal, I’ll be here all week!”)