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Which Costume Am I Under?
Jan. 19th, 2005 12:11 amOh man, today was tough. I still, after a couple of false starts, can't seem to organize thoughts properly. Why I am still trying now, I do not know. I seem to be coming down with the post-run sickness (I'm hoping just a cold, but the sore throat is the first symptom so far). I was hoping I'd avoid it this time. Damn. Still, when You get close and all kissy-face with so many guys, it's bound to happen.
Work was just hours of unproductive slop. Lisa came around and asked me what I was doing, and I had to admit it wasn't much. Part of the day I spent looking at mapquest to check the city layout of Tucson to see where I had been on the city grid, sorting it out between where I thought I had plotted it out in my head and reality, and I wasn't that far off. Perhaps I should have been a surveyor like my Grandfather. I also looked at the flight route back, just to see how we went, and how I-10 traveled along through Arizona and New Mexico, as I could follow it along before a layer of clouds and night obscured it somewhere around Las Cruces, and I didn't see anything else from my plane window until we were over Austin.
I liked Jay's (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jaybear) description of Tucson's mountains being covered by stubbly whiskers of saguaro cactus. One mountain that we came over when I arrived on Thursday was covered with snow, over what's usually a chocolately brown. The first time I had ever seen that on this continent, as I've never been to the Rockies or any of the higher hills in winter. I had seen the Alps in March over 10 years ago, but that was by plane, as well. There's a raw, natural beauty that is still so close by there, probably since they have preserved the mountainsides with state and national parks.
I guess I'm still in an overview/digestion mood, not ready to get into a detail mood, and I don't know when that might be yet, or how to treat the event just yet. It was what it was. As I was telling Cameron ()handlebear, who was a bit of a sounding board for the event, I was much more relaxed than last year. I was much more prepared to let things take their course, and not be worried about making connections A, B, and C work before time wound down. I also wasn't so nervous to go up and talk, touch or hug another guy this year. I knew the boundaries so much better than I did a year ago, and the signals a little bit more so. Still, some people are still super forward, while others are not. I'm more the latter.
I'm still somewhat clueless to some people's approaches, too. If you're interested in talking, or such, and whatnot, you best say it.
I met new people I wish I could have gotten to know better, I got more time with a couple of folks I barely saw last year, I saw returning friends that I had to watch go about their way and wishing I could do more with them, and I got to strengthen some bonds. I also got some glances and hugs from people I didn't think would give me a glance, surprises that make me wonderland make me feel all good inside.
I spent two nights wearing a couple of outfits to get noticed, and a third chucking it all and saying no. I wore the leather suspenders one night, and the Utilikilt on the next, and I was going to wear my overalls the third, but you know, the costume thing caught up with me, and I just said forget it. I had enough of dressing up for the heck of it. I didn't need to do it, and I wasn't really trying to play games, or yell "look at me" that night. So I didn't do it. I dresses normally, in my regular, dumpish way, and didn't care. I also had a great night playing games with the guys till 4 am.
Most of the hotel staff was friendly, including the hotel manager lady who seemed more interested in being one of us, than running the hotel (no can do, I'm afraid).bobaloo captured her in this post.. Still, albadger found one worker who was less than thrilled to be there. I always wonder if they ask the staff if they wish to opt-out of working these events. Kissing, bare asses, dogs in the pool, you never know what these gays will try to get away with!
So does Fiesta close out 2004, or start 2005? Maybe both. More later. God, I hope this sore throat goes away soon.
Work was just hours of unproductive slop. Lisa came around and asked me what I was doing, and I had to admit it wasn't much. Part of the day I spent looking at mapquest to check the city layout of Tucson to see where I had been on the city grid, sorting it out between where I thought I had plotted it out in my head and reality, and I wasn't that far off. Perhaps I should have been a surveyor like my Grandfather. I also looked at the flight route back, just to see how we went, and how I-10 traveled along through Arizona and New Mexico, as I could follow it along before a layer of clouds and night obscured it somewhere around Las Cruces, and I didn't see anything else from my plane window until we were over Austin.
I liked Jay's (
jaybear) description of Tucson's mountains being covered by stubbly whiskers of saguaro cactus. One mountain that we came over when I arrived on Thursday was covered with snow, over what's usually a chocolately brown. The first time I had ever seen that on this continent, as I've never been to the Rockies or any of the higher hills in winter. I had seen the Alps in March over 10 years ago, but that was by plane, as well. There's a raw, natural beauty that is still so close by there, probably since they have preserved the mountainsides with state and national parks.I guess I'm still in an overview/digestion mood, not ready to get into a detail mood, and I don't know when that might be yet, or how to treat the event just yet. It was what it was. As I was telling Cameron ()
handlebear, who was a bit of a sounding board for the event, I was much more relaxed than last year. I was much more prepared to let things take their course, and not be worried about making connections A, B, and C work before time wound down. I also wasn't so nervous to go up and talk, touch or hug another guy this year. I knew the boundaries so much better than I did a year ago, and the signals a little bit more so. Still, some people are still super forward, while others are not. I'm more the latter.I'm still somewhat clueless to some people's approaches, too. If you're interested in talking, or such, and whatnot, you best say it.
I met new people I wish I could have gotten to know better, I got more time with a couple of folks I barely saw last year, I saw returning friends that I had to watch go about their way and wishing I could do more with them, and I got to strengthen some bonds. I also got some glances and hugs from people I didn't think would give me a glance, surprises that make me wonderland make me feel all good inside.
I spent two nights wearing a couple of outfits to get noticed, and a third chucking it all and saying no. I wore the leather suspenders one night, and the Utilikilt on the next, and I was going to wear my overalls the third, but you know, the costume thing caught up with me, and I just said forget it. I had enough of dressing up for the heck of it. I didn't need to do it, and I wasn't really trying to play games, or yell "look at me" that night. So I didn't do it. I dresses normally, in my regular, dumpish way, and didn't care. I also had a great night playing games with the guys till 4 am.
Most of the hotel staff was friendly, including the hotel manager lady who seemed more interested in being one of us, than running the hotel (no can do, I'm afraid).
bobaloo captured her in this post.. Still, albadger found one worker who was less than thrilled to be there. I always wonder if they ask the staff if they wish to opt-out of working these events. Kissing, bare asses, dogs in the pool, you never know what these gays will try to get away with!So does Fiesta close out 2004, or start 2005? Maybe both. More later. God, I hope this sore throat goes away soon.
