Weekend at Furrnies

[vianegativa]

My weekend report in a few broad strokes...

(yes I *know* it's Wednesday morning. I've been a very busy little cubby, traversing hither and yon, righting wrongs and being awesome. Shaddup.)

The weekend itself was very sedate as Meestor Bear, Meestor Pup and I relaxed on Friday and Saturday. Our dear friend Chad joined us Saturday evening for some amazingly meh Chinese food at a buffet we decided to try, then we skedaddled to Furr at the Cell Block roundabouts 11 pm for dinner, dancing and watching many of the hot messes we know stew in their own (alcoholic) juices. I was the designated driver for the night, so after a Jack & Coke or two I put away "Drinking Matt" in favor of "Dances Like A Spazz But Isn't Snookered, So Has No Excuse" Matt. I enjoyed most of the DJ set (and I am a simple soul there, so playing most anything poppy will get me moving) but the evening stood out for a few reasons:

Hot Mess #1: Hot Mess #1, we'll call him R, well he's a really cute Latino cubby. I was gabbing with friends when he came over, bold in his drunkeness, to hit on me and say hello. I introduced him around but when I uttered the phrase "and this is my partner, Travis", he bamfed out of there like the devil was on his heels.

I hate that, BTW. At least be ballsy enough to stay & talk for five minutes. It's only courteous. Plus, Travis is DAMN hot.

Well, as the evening wore on (and thin) cubby R came up to me AGAIN and introduced himself, giving me the EXACT same pickup line from before, asking my name. I was so thoroughly amused that he was so drunk that he had forgotten who I was that I played along for a bit and we danced. He was certainly cute, so I let him dance for a time, but then he started plying me with the absolute corniest lines I've heard in years. When he leaned in, breath on fire from Gin and whispered "you are my everything" I took it as a cue to get my wide white ass out of Dodge. I told him I needed a break from dancing and when I spied him again, he was passed out in a corner of the bar. Thankfully a friend of mine helped him into a cab.

While I found cubby R cute and very entertaining, I mock him only lightly since we've all been there at one point, past our limits with no sense of boundaries or good come-on lines. I actually hope I get to meet him when he's more sober. I'm sure he's not at all as sloppy minus the twenty gin & tonics and he WAS frakking adorable.

Hot Mess #2: So, towards the end of the night I was feeling good, danced out and ready to scoop up my very adorably drunk boyfriend and friends & escort them safely home. As I'm leaving, Hot Mess #2 walks by me & swats me on my ass, HARD. I'm sure in his very drunk world he meant it as a flirtation, but I was not fucking amused. I turned around to see Hot Mess #2, someone notorious for getting blasted and starting fights. Now, as I recall, HM2 was a bottom of epic proportions, a bottom so epically prolific that Homer wrote about him in the Odyssey.

So, I turned around & shot him my best look of feigned disdain, to which he immediately bleated, "Oh, you wanna fucking GO???? Come ON!!!"

I was kinda thrown. Here this guy was slapping my ass, hard no less, and when I'm playful he wants to get into a fistfight? Nice. Splendid. I thought about it. He's a short mofo and built, but I was not able to jump from "playful fun" to "bar brawl" mode. I feel a bit like I backed down but I just told him "I thought YOU hitting MY ass was cute."

To which he replied, "I thought fucking not."

Some people man, should not drink. If I was having a bad night or drunk myself, I might have ended up getting us both banned from Cell Block. I keep thinking I should have gotten mad & punched him, but I was having far too good a time. I just turned around & walked away and that does bug me somewhat. I've lost exactly two fights in my life & been in (not proudly) dozens and walking away felt like I gave this short stack of beer-drunk fury dominance.

Sometimes, adulthood sucks.

After that, we got home safely, slept in very late on Sunday & relaxed. Despite my two "encounters" I enjoyed Furr & will go back, hopefully to see both the fellows I bumped into a bit more sober & together.

Comments

[hylandr.livejournal.com]

It's always fun when people are too drunk to remember meeting you. I went to Bear Trek a few years ago (my first run) and met up with a friend of mine and his BF at the dance the first night. They had both already been drinking. My friend introduces the 2 of us and we hung for a little bit with a mutual friend of mine and the BF's before they headed out.

The next morning, a bunch of us were going to head out and we were waiting for them to see if they wanted to join us. When they walked up, I gave my friend a hug and the BF walked up to me and introduced himself. The look on my friend's face was priceless. He was SO embarrassed that his BF didn't even remember the night before. I played along until later that day when it was just the 3 of us and then I reminded the BF. My friend and I got a good laugh as the BF got to be the embarrassed one this time.

[backrubbear.livejournal.com]

I spend a lot of time at such events starting conversations with "I have a horrible memory for names and faces". They just don't stick until I've met the person a few times.

My real problem is that I don't walk into a room and think I don't know anyone. I walk into a room and I'm always pretty sure that I do know the person, I just can't remember them - even when I've never met them.

It's plum disturbing sometimes.

[lucentnotion.livejournal.com]

I thought that it was incredibly cute that you kept introducing me to people I knew *GRIN*

Several occasions of it too. hehe

[cyph0enix.livejournal.com]

Sounds like we left before the real fun started :)

[ui-tomcat.livejournal.com]

I was in town and at cell block too! Sorry I missed you, I missed that action too!

[nytemarewulf.livejournal.com]

I have to agree with you. Travis is "DAMN" Hot!. ;)

[wolfpackcub.livejournal.com]

Wow, you threw this big of a drama bomb on LJ and there hasn't been any explosion yet. I'm impressed :)

I didn't want to get demoted from D-list bear to F-list bear ;)

[backrubbear.livejournal.com]

Ah.. we could definitely use a place to go dancing around here. I miss that.