You think you know someone...

I met Clay the summer of 1996. We've been together 13 years with three minor break ups. (He dumped me all three times and I proceeded to date gay men to fill the void. All Jewish, of course. He loves when I bring this up.)
Anyway, this summer I'm finally getting to really know Clay. For example, I've only recently learned these three things about him:
He can Moonwalk.
He's a puppeteer.
He can hula hoop!

He entered a hula hoop contest at a picnic this weekend and got second place (and a crisp five dollar bill).



You think you know someone...