I finally met the “guy down the hill” yesterday at a party. Mutual friends are a great thing when it comes to meeting folks. He seems like a cool guy. It turns out that he no longer lives close to where I work but has moved only about a mile and a half from where I live. Interesting. Then, the low self-esteem kicks in. I suspect that I am too out of shape and too old to get asked out. Geez. Where the hell are all the 30-40 year old gay men in this damn town?