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Now with Bearamones!
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blithwulf and I woke up Bob bobaloo and Paul knepbear on Saturday.. They were über nice about it, just rustling around in the sheets, turning away...as we were a bit on display there. I was really self-conscious.
Face it, folks, there was lube involved. Normally I wouldn't write about this, but there had to be a way to tell you about one of the on-going jokes of the weekend. (This is also the source of the Hand Cramp! - Leg Cramp! posts in our journals) I'm not one to make a clear-cut reference to the fact that I was naked, in bed with a hot man, AND ENJOYING IT IMMENSELY.
John's going to kill me.
OK, while I still live... The lube is Wet with Pheromones. Bob purchased it when we were at Condom Sense on Thursday (forgot about that, didn't I?) on a supply run. Bob was so intrigued by the need for pheromones in a lubrication, that he bought it. What's the purpose? Once you get to the point that you need lube, haven't you already gotten to the point you want? Do you just lube up and open the door and see who stops by? Does it work behind the ears? What is the point of this product?
John's got a great sense of humor, and it comes out while he's in the sack. Yep. And if there were pheromones in that stuff, it wasn't changing a thing. But, John jokes, "In the future, Bears will have pheromone glands implanted, and will send out clouds of scent when startled." The reasons a Bear would release his "Bearamones" then increased as the day went on. Hot guy, shiny objects, repetitive dance music, etc.
Giggle I could just see some bear out on the dance floor when the music stars (thump, thump, thump "the System is Down, the System is..." high hat sound, thump, thump) and this big cloud shoots out of him (Pooft!) and all of these hot cubs and bears appear around him. Of course they're hot, so the Bearamones shoot out again (and again and again) leaving our poor bear passed out on the dance floor surrounded by hot horny guys.
Sign me up for the implants. Now.
Since all of my stuff was in my room, we went to go clean up there, leaving Bob and Paul alone for a while...probably to recover from the mental trauma from the morning. Besides, I needed to get clothes. There's nothing so good as running around the hotel in what you were wearing last night!
So then to the "Bearly Brunch". We knew we would be going out for Mongolian BBQ in a few minutes, but consider the brunch as making sure we get as much from our $80 bucks as we could. We sat down with Glennhot4latin, Justin tuc1 and Alan spargel. Sean mooch joined us later with one of his husbears. John and I then swept through the vendor area, saying Hi to Luke Ryder, lfkbearthe star. It's fun thinking of someone who has a "secret identity". This is where John and I got our picture taken for the BearFilms.com website. See the second picture on the right, I have the texans Jersey on! Look Mom, I'm on a porn site! It's fun looking at those pics and seeing several people I met there.
Mattymattycub picks John and I up (for once, I'm not driving somewhere!) and it's off to North Dallas and BD's Mongolian BBQ. My sister has actually taken me out there a couple of times, and I've enjoyed it. This time, Skye cristalskye had organized this in order to let people meet David gadgetguy, and Ryan. John txredneck was there with Rob robcelt and Chris oakleycub brought Derek decibal and Kenny pridekillcame too. Food, laughing and something to do with talking tortillas that I just didn't understand.
Then the manager of the place had to ask...what are you all doing here? Luckily, they didn't ask me this time. I'm not sure what John told him, but I remember telling the others that I was ready to tell the next person who asked that we were all there for the Cock-Chugging. No more Mr. Nice guy, I tell you.
There's a picture that David took of the group here.
At BD's BBQ
Back to the Hotel for the Bear Game Show, starring Bob! I know that some of the people who weren't registered would have loved to see this. They started about 45 minutes late...I think they were missing part of the set. Bob had rented this really retro looking tux with a ruffled shirt, for that right '70s cheese-ball effect. The Newlywed Game and the Family Feud were good, but the best part of the show was the Match Game.
Here I finally run in to Jerryjrcubindy long enough to do more than waive. Such a nice guy, but then he disappears before I can invite him to the party!
Now I love the Match Game. I wish I had the Game Show Network. Unfortunately, TVMAX doesn't carry it. Still, I remember the show vividly. I was wondering how they were going to re-create the panel. Who would be Charles Nelson Riley? Brett Sommers? Fanny Flag?
Well, the panel was made up of two people from the Dallas Bears, and the comedy troupe, Punch Drunk. They were in character - Patty, a former hooker who's now found Jesus (blessed be), Fancy and Chancellor, a Steve and Edie Vegas-style music duo that are stuck in a loveless marriage, and Martin, a Crate and Barrel stock boy who's a little challenged in the head. All of the characters were very good, and gave Bob a lot of material to play off of. He, in Gene Rayburn mode, just had to keep things moving, game wise, but otherwise, stayed out of the way. Patty and Martin got the best reactions, especially as Martin got a little carried away with sniffing the marker and Patty concluded that "Double Fisting" could be a double entendre with this crowd.
There were two rounds of the game, and in the second round, everyone wanted Peter...to win the game. He's dreamy.
Still Punch Drunk would be a worthwhile group to go see perform their regular show.
We let Bob change and we met more people in the lobby so we could head out to Chris' for a party. We get out there and Davodavomatic is standing there with Matty. I was so surprised - and apparently so was everyone else, since he didn't plan to be there. In a moment of need, he had taken a Greyhound to be in Dallas to be around others. So I walk up to say hello to the Houstonian whom I only see in Dallas, and he says, "You look tired."
I was tired. He had pegged that one. There had been so much to do...and still more to come.
So we're off. Again, Bob, Paul and John were in my car. We were trying to work with Chris and Matty to get good directions text-messaged to Jamesjamesbeary. I explained exactly how to get to the house, and what house number it was...but didn't have text messaging. Others had to do it...we were just working to help.
We get there and start watching VH1 Classic's hair bands weekend. Ugh, hair bands. They are fun to make fun of, though. Many of us hadn't had dinner yet, so despite the snacks, we ordered pizza. Most of the gang was there, Chris, Matty, Bob, Paul, John, James, Larry (now not Luke), Davo, Skye, David and Ryan; John, Rob, Derek, Bruceenigmacub, Kenny & Kevin buzzwords(together again) and a few other people who's names escape me now (sorry!)
Now the real show. Sordid Lives. A story of a family in West Texas that is dealing with the rather unusual death of the matriarch. She dies from hitting her head on the bathroom sink of a seedy hotel when she trips over the wooden legs of the man she's having a tryst with. Each member of the family has it's own problems to deal with, so actually, the device that brings the characters together is almost secondary. The movie is very quick-witted and funny. The characters are cut from a broad cloth, but are still interesting. Having the captions on for James actually helped me enjoy the movie, since I could catch all of the dialogue.
The movie features Olivia Newton-John as a Texas bar singer, complete with aussie-texan accent. She has this song that's also the theme for the movie...here's a snippet...
Ain't it a bitch (bitch!) sortin' out our sordid lives?
It's a bitch when you come to realize,
Crack yerself a box of Cracker Jack
You could get a really shitty prize!
It's a bitch (bitch!) sortin' out our sordid lives.
For all of the lyrics, see:
http://www.olivianewtonjohn.ca/disco/lyrics/sordid.html
(and yes, Matty, the lyrics to Xanadu are there too.)
Unfortunately, I didn't get a choice spot on Chris' very large, and very nice couch. I say on the fireplace and was joined by Chris, who cuddled up as much as he could. My legs kept falling asleep! I was trying not to show how uncomfortable I was. After Sordid Lives, I switched, resting my head in John's lap and Chris rested his on my stomach as we sprawled out on the floor.
Bob and Paul announced that Bob was moving to Dayton in a few months to be with Paul. Man, that's so cool to me. I'd love to be in a situation like that. I'm still thinking it's to early to settle down just yet. A lot of learning and exploring still to do, but it will be nice to have that someone special in my life. Who knows? It may happen sooner than I think.
We then watched Happy Tree Friends. I wasn't sure how John, being a Furry, was going to take the mutilation of such cute, woodland creatures. He loved it, and was suggesting taking it to the next Furry Con. I'm not thinking that that's going to go over so well there... Still, James seemed to really enjoy it. I'd never seen such a big grin on his face!
A few people left for the Eagle (Why? To Chug Cock!), but I really had no reason to go. I knew it was going to be far too crowded to enjoy, and I was pretty tired. We continued watching hair bands for a while, but eventually the party was breaking up, and everyone was hugging and saying good-bye.
So there we were, back at the hotel, and Bob and Paul started packing for their flights home on Sunday. John and I decided to tuck into bed.
Pooft...there goes those Bearamones again...
More to come.
Now with Bearamones!
I felt guilty because I'm pretty sure John
blithwulf and I woke up Bob bobaloo and Paul knepbear on Saturday.. They were über nice about it, just rustling around in the sheets, turning away...as we were a bit on display there. I was really self-conscious. Face it, folks, there was lube involved. Normally I wouldn't write about this, but there had to be a way to tell you about one of the on-going jokes of the weekend. (This is also the source of the Hand Cramp! - Leg Cramp! posts in our journals) I'm not one to make a clear-cut reference to the fact that I was naked, in bed with a hot man, AND ENJOYING IT IMMENSELY.
John's going to kill me.
OK, while I still live... The lube is Wet with Pheromones. Bob purchased it when we were at Condom Sense on Thursday (forgot about that, didn't I?) on a supply run. Bob was so intrigued by the need for pheromones in a lubrication, that he bought it. What's the purpose? Once you get to the point that you need lube, haven't you already gotten to the point you want? Do you just lube up and open the door and see who stops by? Does it work behind the ears? What is the point of this product?
John's got a great sense of humor, and it comes out while he's in the sack. Yep. And if there were pheromones in that stuff, it wasn't changing a thing. But, John jokes, "In the future, Bears will have pheromone glands implanted, and will send out clouds of scent when startled." The reasons a Bear would release his "Bearamones" then increased as the day went on. Hot guy, shiny objects, repetitive dance music, etc.
Giggle I could just see some bear out on the dance floor when the music stars (thump, thump, thump "the System is Down, the System is..." high hat sound, thump, thump) and this big cloud shoots out of him (Pooft!) and all of these hot cubs and bears appear around him. Of course they're hot, so the Bearamones shoot out again (and again and again) leaving our poor bear passed out on the dance floor surrounded by hot horny guys.
Sign me up for the implants. Now.
Since all of my stuff was in my room, we went to go clean up there, leaving Bob and Paul alone for a while...probably to recover from the mental trauma from the morning. Besides, I needed to get clothes. There's nothing so good as running around the hotel in what you were wearing last night!
So then to the "Bearly Brunch". We knew we would be going out for Mongolian BBQ in a few minutes, but consider the brunch as making sure we get as much from our $80 bucks as we could. We sat down with Glenn
hot4latin, Justin tuc1 and Alan spargel. Sean mooch joined us later with one of his husbears. John and I then swept through the vendor area, saying Hi to Luke Ryder, lfkbearthe star. It's fun thinking of someone who has a "secret identity". This is where John and I got our picture taken for the BearFilms.com website. See the second picture on the right, I have the texans Jersey on! Look Mom, I'm on a porn site! It's fun looking at those pics and seeing several people I met there. Matty
mattycub picks John and I up (for once, I'm not driving somewhere!) and it's off to North Dallas and BD's Mongolian BBQ. My sister has actually taken me out there a couple of times, and I've enjoyed it. This time, Skye cristalskye had organized this in order to let people meet David gadgetguy, and Ryan. John txredneck was there with Rob robcelt and Chris oakleycub brought Derek decibal and Kenny pridekillcame too. Food, laughing and something to do with talking tortillas that I just didn't understand.Then the manager of the place had to ask...what are you all doing here? Luckily, they didn't ask me this time. I'm not sure what John told him, but I remember telling the others that I was ready to tell the next person who asked that we were all there for the Cock-Chugging. No more Mr. Nice guy, I tell you.
There's a picture that David took of the group here.
At BD's BBQ
Back to the Hotel for the Bear Game Show, starring Bob! I know that some of the people who weren't registered would have loved to see this. They started about 45 minutes late...I think they were missing part of the set. Bob had rented this really retro looking tux with a ruffled shirt, for that right '70s cheese-ball effect. The Newlywed Game and the Family Feud were good, but the best part of the show was the Match Game.
Here I finally run in to Jerry
jrcubindy long enough to do more than waive. Such a nice guy, but then he disappears before I can invite him to the party!Now I love the Match Game. I wish I had the Game Show Network. Unfortunately, TVMAX doesn't carry it. Still, I remember the show vividly. I was wondering how they were going to re-create the panel. Who would be Charles Nelson Riley? Brett Sommers? Fanny Flag?
Well, the panel was made up of two people from the Dallas Bears, and the comedy troupe, Punch Drunk. They were in character - Patty, a former hooker who's now found Jesus (blessed be), Fancy and Chancellor, a Steve and Edie Vegas-style music duo that are stuck in a loveless marriage, and Martin, a Crate and Barrel stock boy who's a little challenged in the head. All of the characters were very good, and gave Bob a lot of material to play off of. He, in Gene Rayburn mode, just had to keep things moving, game wise, but otherwise, stayed out of the way. Patty and Martin got the best reactions, especially as Martin got a little carried away with sniffing the marker and Patty concluded that "Double Fisting" could be a double entendre with this crowd.
There were two rounds of the game, and in the second round, everyone wanted Peter...to win the game. He's dreamy.
Still Punch Drunk would be a worthwhile group to go see perform their regular show.
We let Bob change and we met more people in the lobby so we could head out to Chris' for a party. We get out there and Davo
davomatic is standing there with Matty. I was so surprised - and apparently so was everyone else, since he didn't plan to be there. In a moment of need, he had taken a Greyhound to be in Dallas to be around others. So I walk up to say hello to the Houstonian whom I only see in Dallas, and he says, "You look tired."I was tired. He had pegged that one. There had been so much to do...and still more to come.
So we're off. Again, Bob, Paul and John were in my car. We were trying to work with Chris and Matty to get good directions text-messaged to James
jamesbeary. I explained exactly how to get to the house, and what house number it was...but didn't have text messaging. Others had to do it...we were just working to help.We get there and start watching VH1 Classic's hair bands weekend. Ugh, hair bands. They are fun to make fun of, though. Many of us hadn't had dinner yet, so despite the snacks, we ordered pizza. Most of the gang was there, Chris, Matty, Bob, Paul, John, James, Larry (now not Luke), Davo, Skye, David and Ryan; John, Rob, Derek, Bruce
enigmacub, Kenny & Kevin buzzwords(together again) and a few other people who's names escape me now (sorry!)Now the real show. Sordid Lives. A story of a family in West Texas that is dealing with the rather unusual death of the matriarch. She dies from hitting her head on the bathroom sink of a seedy hotel when she trips over the wooden legs of the man she's having a tryst with. Each member of the family has it's own problems to deal with, so actually, the device that brings the characters together is almost secondary. The movie is very quick-witted and funny. The characters are cut from a broad cloth, but are still interesting. Having the captions on for James actually helped me enjoy the movie, since I could catch all of the dialogue.
The movie features Olivia Newton-John as a Texas bar singer, complete with aussie-texan accent. She has this song that's also the theme for the movie...here's a snippet...
Ain't it a bitch (bitch!) sortin' out our sordid lives?
It's a bitch when you come to realize,
Crack yerself a box of Cracker Jack
You could get a really shitty prize!
It's a bitch (bitch!) sortin' out our sordid lives.
For all of the lyrics, see:
http://www.olivianewtonjohn.ca/disco/lyrics/sordid.html
(and yes, Matty, the lyrics to Xanadu are there too.)
Unfortunately, I didn't get a choice spot on Chris' very large, and very nice couch. I say on the fireplace and was joined by Chris, who cuddled up as much as he could. My legs kept falling asleep! I was trying not to show how uncomfortable I was. After Sordid Lives, I switched, resting my head in John's lap and Chris rested his on my stomach as we sprawled out on the floor.
Bob and Paul announced that Bob was moving to Dayton in a few months to be with Paul. Man, that's so cool to me. I'd love to be in a situation like that. I'm still thinking it's to early to settle down just yet. A lot of learning and exploring still to do, but it will be nice to have that someone special in my life. Who knows? It may happen sooner than I think.
We then watched Happy Tree Friends. I wasn't sure how John, being a Furry, was going to take the mutilation of such cute, woodland creatures. He loved it, and was suggesting taking it to the next Furry Con. I'm not thinking that that's going to go over so well there... Still, James seemed to really enjoy it. I'd never seen such a big grin on his face!
A few people left for the Eagle (Why? To Chug Cock!), but I really had no reason to go. I knew it was going to be far too crowded to enjoy, and I was pretty tired. We continued watching hair bands for a while, but eventually the party was breaking up, and everyone was hugging and saying good-bye.
So there we were, back at the hotel, and Bob and Paul started packing for their flights home on Sunday. John and I decided to tuck into bed.
Pooft...there goes those Bearamones again...
More to come.
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Date: 2003-04-03 06:03 pm (UTC)I was pretty damn tired, are you sure I wasn't speaking of me? I'm disturbed that I would say something so rude! I apologize if I said that. : /
*shame*
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Date: 2003-04-04 12:16 am (UTC)As for you, I didn't know why you had chosen to come up, or how (bus? geez!) so I just chalked it up to deciding to come be with the crowd. Had I known more, I would have taken more time to talk to you. I was still in "run-mode" and wasn't worrying about others. Sorry!
We still need to grab lunch or dinner soon! *hugs!*