I met Myles in high school some twelve odd years ago. Emphasis on the odd. Over the past twelve years I’ve gotten to know him quite well. In fact in the last couple of years he spent just over three months living with me in my room. In any other situation this would be weird. Sleeping in the same bed, with the same guy, for three months and not having sex? I mean I’m not a sleuter, but that’s unusual for any lady of my social standing. The key for Myles and I? Myles is gay. And in true Myles fashion, he came out of the closet to our friends, including myself, in a big way. Here’s the story…

It was 2005 and Myles invited his very best high school pals to Reno for an overnight getaway. This included Danny (my roommate), Jeff (a guy I used to whatever with), Christie, Sharon and me. Myles had a friend who hooked us up with the Pavarotti Suite at one of the casinos in Reno. Classy.

Sharon, Myles and I were the first there. We checked into the room:  Three bedrooms, Living Room, Dining Room, Full Bar, Jacuzzi and Mirrored Ceiling. After unpacking our shiza we headed down to the VIP Hosted Bar, where Danny, Jeff and Christie joined us. The bar was amazing. All top shelf. As much as you want. All free of charge.

Several hours in we’re pretty liquored up and Myles shares with us he has some big news….He’s GAY! We of course take this opportunity to ask a lot of stupid questions and then…celebrate! We headed back to the hotel room where things got a little ridiculous….

Jeff threatens to kill me…joking of course. (We had a strange friendship.)

Once we finished making a scene in the hotel room, we decided to take it out in public. Bad idea. Over the course of the night we scarred hotel patrons, Sharon ate shit on an ice cube, we made an ass of ourselves meeting the Ten Tenors and were finally asked to leave the VIP bar after running up a $1000+ tab without tipping the bartender.

The night for me ended as usual…in a bathtub. I can’t help myself.

On our way back to Folsom the next day we stopped at a local school yard and played in the snow…Thanks to Danny who knocked my ass into the snow field. Bastard.

Thanks to Myles for never letting us down…even when it comes to coming out.