Are You There God? It's Us, Rick & Steve

Steve looks fantastic. You know it, I know it, but he doesn't. He's having his, "Oh my God I'm turning 35 in a month!" moment. It happens. As someone slightly vain I can tell you, it happens.
This is one reason why we've been hitting trapeze class more the past couple weeks. After all, this coming weekend is LA Gay Pride, which means much revelry in the streets. That includes alcohol, friends and being shirtless because, in the gay community, Gay Pride is also known as a shirtless holiday (look at me, educating the masses).
But have you all seen the weather reports? I've mentioned the recent June Gloom that hasn't gone away, but Sunday is supposed to be partially cloudy and in the 60s. THE 60S?? In LA, that's practically jeans and parka weather!

Well, no good comes from just whining so I decided to do something about it in a very polite way...

Dear God!...

What? No, no I'm not calling to get my foreskin back. I've come to grips with that reality.

I'm here to talk about the weather. What is up with all this? And what's up with these reports that Friday is "hurricane preparation" Saturday we should expect "flight delays" and Sunday there will be "mosquito activity"?

Now I know you don't mind that we got married because you're cool like that, but Steve and I work too hard to hide our fabulousness behind tight T-shirts and jeans that cup our bubble butts. We want shorts and tank tops that will be removed by 11am. So keep everyone guessing with this crazy weather stuff, but do us a favor and bust out some rays this weekend so that we can enjoy our lives to the fullest. Thanks. We appreciate it. xoxo Rick & Steve