They say it happens when you least expect it.
I can now give testimony from personal experience: It does.
When it does, and when it's right, it can be lovely.
His name, dear readers, is Dylan.
We met for the first time at a coffee shop on a hot, lazy Saturday afternoon. Instead of lazing around at a table, we took to the streets of Manhattan and let the day, and the city, be our guide. We ended up having a late lunch at a small restaurant in the middle of Little Italy, seeing a play at the Public Theater, and then wandering up to Hell's Kitchen for Mexican food, margaritas, and talking late into the night.
A flurry of dates followed. We've seen more plays, had dinner at small French restaurants tucked into side streets of the city, walked the beach hand-in-hand, skinny dipped in the ocean, seen movies, snuck out of work for a mid-afternoon snack together, wandered the streets of New York City, explored museums, watched DVDs in bed on hot nights with the air conditioning cranked up, hung out with friends, and kissed in the rain.
I know. You're getting a little nauseous. If it wasn't my life that I was talking about, I'd probably click "comments" to tell the blogger in question that I had just thrown up in my mouth a little bit and then swallowed it back down. But, then, some little part of me would probably have been taking notes, too. I might have even uttered an audible awww, but I would probably deny that in a court of law.
They say it happens when you least expect it.
It did. It does. And it will.
--Josh H.
I think I just threw up in my mouth.
Posted by: Mike | July 20, 2006 at 12:05 AM
Hey Josh
Way to go and you're totally right. It does come along when you least expect it. I should know, it's happened to me too, on my birthday none the less. Congrads and I hope Dylan works out.
Duane
Posted by: Duane | July 20, 2006 at 12:25 AM
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
Posted by: Dan in Melbourne | July 20, 2006 at 12:26 AM
Love it. Thank you so much for that post and for the hope for romantic ecstasy!
Posted by: John Casavant | July 20, 2006 at 01:30 AM
Damn it...someone said awww first
Posted by: wigetz | July 20, 2006 at 05:54 AM
Dude! You've been holding out on us! :)
Posted by: Steve | July 20, 2006 at 06:21 AM
That's sweet! Good for you. I can relate...I've been dating Paul for 3 weeks and my head won't stop spinning. How do you keep your feet firmly planted on the ground??
Posted by: photogreg | July 20, 2006 at 09:54 AM
josh-such a beautiful montage of intimacy..thanks for sharing. Sometimes sickenly sweet is nice to hear.
Classical conundrum reaffirmed: relatonships/love spark when you DON'T work at it at and least expect it...
yet once you establish relationships/love, you have to work and nurture to make it last.
Crazy world we live in, eh?
Good luck with Dylan!
Posted by: kev | July 20, 2006 at 10:08 AM
It was like reading a Danielle Steel novel.
Posted by: Steven. | July 20, 2006 at 10:44 AM
Okay. I'm happy for you, but what is with the cliche about love happening when you least expect it? Why does every newly minted "I'm in love" queen feel the need to drag that tired line out? Jeesh.
And yes it's true. I'm bitter.
Posted by: James | July 20, 2006 at 11:35 AM
I disagree. You can learn the game and make it happen. I gotta go, I have a three dates tonight. OK, fine, only one. Good to hear, Josh H. Glad you didn't get stuck on Colin for a long time - though he may have been great it's best not to dwell on the past.
Posted by: Will | July 20, 2006 at 12:39 PM
What's up with the bitter beauties? Everytime I've tried to protect myself from swooning so I'd be less hurt later in case it didn't work out? I felt worse!
Posted by: Skip Major | July 20, 2006 at 01:05 PM
so Colin's name is Dylan ?
Posted by: A.J. | July 20, 2006 at 01:38 PM
I was gonna do the awwwwwwwww too!
Posted by: Roy | July 20, 2006 at 02:13 PM
Skinny-dipping, eh? Where are the pictures? Oh, wait, Josh K wasn't there...
Posted by: Peter | July 20, 2006 at 02:39 PM
A.J.--No, silly. Colin was the old guy. Dylan is the new guy. Two different people.
Josh H.--I'm so happy for you! I have a diagnosed problem. When I'm happy, I throw up in my mouth a little. Boy, you've made me do a number all over my desk and computer.
Posted by: Marina Grace | July 20, 2006 at 02:42 PM
Aww... it reads like your life is out of a novel. I almost wish I lived in a big city to hope for an experience like that. Suburbia can be rather dull and the random meeting of guys is few and far between in conservative Cincinnati.
(And if you don't recognize me from commenting previously, it's because I only started reading after you had your stint on towleroad.)
Posted by: Rick | July 20, 2006 at 03:28 PM
Dylan... hhmm... coudl that be BOB Dylan? He's great to hang out with on the iPod....
Posted by: Dean | July 20, 2006 at 03:40 PM
Love it! Congrats and enjoy it - suck it all up......the experience, that is. :)
Posted by: Ruben | July 20, 2006 at 03:45 PM
Despite similar previous comments, I really couldn't help myself saying awwwwwwwwww.
It's insanely romantic.
Congratulation. I'm so happy for you guys.
Posted by: Kevin | July 20, 2006 at 05:33 PM
Awwwwww...I just threw up on my new.... Nah, I didn't; couldn't resist, though. I'm living vicariously through you at the moment, so keep having a wonderful time for both of us, okay? (And, I guess I need to stop looking, huh?)
Posted by: Richard | July 20, 2006 at 05:53 PM
congrats josh H!
sorry im a bit out of date..what happened with colin?
Posted by: none | July 20, 2006 at 06:10 PM
yup. that's how it happened to me.
ah, love it while it lasts....those first few months are the best :)
xx
Posted by: Ryan | July 21, 2006 at 04:34 AM
ew. man. that's gross and sickenly sweet.
Posted by: | July 21, 2006 at 08:27 PM
Does anyone have any good tips on how to clean puke from in between the keys of my keyboard?
Posted by: | July 22, 2006 at 05:59 PM