First off I have to say what a great space at The Ritz Gay Bar, Lounge and Night Club at 369 West 46th St NYC. There are three Amazing Levels each with there own Surprises, Hidden Agendas and Unique Atmosphere. But the third level is the most Intimate of all with a great presence of City Charm and Character yet offering Intimate Comfort. I give it Queer Bear Thumbs Up. My Queer Bear Hat off to Mr Tommy Greco The Owner ~he is the bomb, (for a big ole' WOP of a Guinea). I say that with the utmost love and respect. After all I am also a WOP.... I really love him even if he is str8. Oh by the by Tommy it is 2011 time to get a WEB SITE Paisan. (again with love)......Look I am smiling......
So this is how the story goes. Fernando had to be there way too early like, 6 PM or so. He had to set up ( plug wires in) oh and get a platform so he could see over the DJ booth! Time rolled on and on and on. Just think we gave up our one meal of the weekend to do all this stuff... What??? Any Hoo...Sal : "I got a Fuji Polaroid camera, won't it be cool if I take pictures of all the people as they come in", ( he wanted to hand it to them and have them carry it around all night in case they forgot who they were). As usual, I had to give my two cents ( damm pushy bottom) I think it would be a great idea if we make a big production of it and tape them to the wall in the most visited room, ( The Bathroom With a Shower in it....hmmmmmm). First of a few bad ideas... (in away). So time rolled on and on....Then it was 8:00PM, hmmmmm then the inevitable happened. ( damm moon shoes ~ okay wink wink Moonstruck....) Then it was 9 ish and the flow of friends started pouring in.....
Last word from Joe, "it will be a low key evening, we will just chill." ( RJ : "Chill my hairy ass"...)
Sal Occhipinti : "RJ can you take the Polaroid Pictures so I can use my six thousand dollar camera in automatic it is fucking stuck in it. -Dammm Fuck Shit I should have read the directions.". "Sure", I said. "It will be a blast! ....OFFFFF I go... Well, it was a great ice breaker for the sixty people I did not know... "Hi, I am RJ can I take your picture (with this HUGE white camera), Why you say? Oh Sal O. thought it was a cool idea. Ok now.. SMILE.. you can pick up your picture when you depart this Bumpy Ride in The Bath Room, With a Shower in it." ( and no not one dam tip, fucking cheap New Yorkers, teasing.. ha ha. Love I love.. love....) So I had to take 100 pictures (or so)... Excuse me let me in The Bath Room With a Shower in it first please? OK how do I open this camera to put the cartridges in (fuck they only hold ten pictures)... Fuck, I cant get this dam package opened (it could survive a nuclear blast....What ha what.... ok I need to cut tape for these works of art... I can't see the dam button. Where is it? Do you see it? Fuck I am blind!!! Can you see it? No we can't. I asked a younger family member, (she (he) said from 3 feet away) it is on the lower left - it is oval shaped with braille lines on it, what are you blind Daddy? I said "oh just a bit dear, oh thanks HUN" , I put my hand up and gave the Sicilian Curse and mumbled a few choice words, ( may you need glasses, viagra, dentures and maxi pads at age 28 sweet prince) ... I laughed evilly and rubbed my hands.... I turned my head and said "who the fuck is that? Lets get her and drink her blood at midnight".... I digress..... RJ: " Excuse me let me in The Bath Room With a Shower in it first please?" You can join me. NO not you honey the cute boy behind you. So as time rolled on, I was officially the winner of most visits to The Bath Room With a Shower in it. Hell some folks even stayed and did there business as I hung the photos( dam all my friends have a head cold) "Um what ha oh pass the tape".. .. "Can you hold this?"... "No, the pictures not my prick"..... "Oh, can I take a picture of your"...... "Oh sweetie you better get that checked David. That ain't right..." "Why are the twenty people in this Bath Room With A Shower In It ?"..... "Get out of the shower".... "What are you doing with that bottle".....
OK I need adrink some gin and tonic any one want one? (bad idea) from My Roman God of a Bartender... Sexy Gay Boy ( I wish). No he is a str8 but we can dream... For some it makes it more of a challenge. That was a good idea - not- it will help me look in the tiny hole to see people in the dark amongst all the gyrations going on, fucking fabulous. (get your mind out of the gutter)....
So this is how the story goes. Fernando had to be there way too early like, 6 PM or so. He had to set up ( plug wires in) oh and get a platform so he could see over the DJ booth! Time rolled on and on and on. Just think we gave up our one meal of the weekend to do all this stuff... What??? Any Hoo...Sal : "I got a Fuji Polaroid camera, won't it be cool if I take pictures of all the people as they come in", ( he wanted to hand it to them and have them carry it around all night in case they forgot who they were). As usual, I had to give my two cents ( damm pushy bottom) I think it would be a great idea if we make a big production of it and tape them to the wall in the most visited room, ( The Bathroom With a Shower in it....hmmmmmm). First of a few bad ideas... (in away). So time rolled on and on....Then it was 8:00PM, hmmmmm then the inevitable happened. ( damm moon shoes ~ okay wink wink Moonstruck....) Then it was 9 ish and the flow of friends started pouring in.....
Last word from Joe, "it will be a low key evening, we will just chill." ( RJ : "Chill my hairy ass"...)
Sal Occhipinti : "RJ can you take the Polaroid Pictures so I can use my six thousand dollar camera in automatic it is fucking stuck in it. -Dammm Fuck Shit I should have read the directions.". "Sure", I said. "It will be a blast! ....OFFFFF I go... Well, it was a great ice breaker for the sixty people I did not know... "Hi, I am RJ can I take your picture (with this HUGE white camera), Why you say? Oh Sal O. thought it was a cool idea. Ok now.. SMILE.. you can pick up your picture when you depart this Bumpy Ride in The Bath Room, With a Shower in it." ( and no not one dam tip, fucking cheap New Yorkers, teasing.. ha ha. Love I love.. love....) So I had to take 100 pictures (or so)... Excuse me let me in The Bath Room With a Shower in it first please? OK how do I open this camera to put the cartridges in (fuck they only hold ten pictures)... Fuck, I cant get this dam package opened (it could survive a nuclear blast....What ha what.... ok I need to cut tape for these works of art... I can't see the dam button. Where is it? Do you see it? Fuck I am blind!!! Can you see it? No we can't. I asked a younger family member, (she (he) said from 3 feet away) it is on the lower left - it is oval shaped with braille lines on it, what are you blind Daddy? I said "oh just a bit dear, oh thanks HUN" , I put my hand up and gave the Sicilian Curse and mumbled a few choice words, ( may you need glasses, viagra, dentures and maxi pads at age 28 sweet prince) ... I laughed evilly and rubbed my hands.... I turned my head and said "who the fuck is that? Lets get her and drink her blood at midnight".... I digress..... RJ: " Excuse me let me in The Bath Room With a Shower in it first please?" You can join me. NO not you honey the cute boy behind you. So as time rolled on, I was officially the winner of most visits to The Bath Room With a Shower in it. Hell some folks even stayed and did there business as I hung the photos( dam all my friends have a head cold) "Um what ha oh pass the tape".. .. "Can you hold this?"... "No, the pictures not my prick"..... "Oh, can I take a picture of your"...... "Oh sweetie you better get that checked David. That ain't right..." "Why are the twenty people in this Bath Room With A Shower In It ?"..... "Get out of the shower".... "What are you doing with that bottle".....
OK I need adrink some gin and tonic any one want one? (bad idea) from My Roman God of a Bartender... Sexy Gay Boy ( I wish). No he is a str8 but we can dream... For some it makes it more of a challenge. That was a good idea - not- it will help me look in the tiny hole to see people in the dark amongst all the gyrations going on, fucking fabulous. (get your mind out of the gutter)....
The Bathroom With a Shower in it? No listen sweetie, it was rhetorical, you have to or you will be flogged in a very unpleasant way by my personal Roman God of a Bartender.... I mean boyfriend.... I mean guard... (Now fucking smile and go dance, smile God damn it you WHORE.) That was what I was thinking... What I really said oh you are so sexy, thanks sweetie, Kisses Its a keeper... RJ: "Excuse me let me in The Bath Room With a Shower in it first please? " . "Oh bartender baby"....
The Mood is Happy & Elevated... Up Up and away we sore... Is that a bird... A plane... No it is Sal Occhipinti.... (see pigs do fly). Here come the flags.... Yup its kicking in (all those drinks). Get those damn bees out of my hair..... I tried, but still cannot fly two flags so I just do the one with my grand impression of interpretive queer bear dance. ( I just like the colors-- ooh pretty or was that something else) I also really need some lessons when I have not been up and about all weekend. Maybe not when the sun is not coming up, with the scattered past out flaggers or as we call them rookies. Hmmmm I am sure you all agree.... I digress.... We were graced with some very talented FLAGGERS. We are so lucky to have them in our Tribe. I am always in awe and amazed by the members of the Tribe that still practice this Wonderful Art and the ones that are passing it on the youngsters, I give you Queer Bear Props for doing this. The Tribe and myself thank you. Oh, if any of our flag makers want to make or donate an even an old pair, Old like me. ( This is when you say you are not old baby...) This will make a grumpy Bear very happy, more then you will ever know.... I like bright colors, Big is Good~ they look so grand! LOL .... Just a subliminal message hmmmm... Flags for RJ Flags for RJ.
"Dam, now where did Joe L go?.... Fernando: "RJ, go check on him".. Sal O : "Well RJ, did you?... Oh come here and take some pictures"... Eddie : "Well, is he ok"... Fernando: "Hello, my drink.. Dim the lights"... Sal: "RJ I got something to make it all better."
The Mood is Happy & Elevated... Up Up and away we sore... Is that a bird... A plane... No it is Sal Occhipinti.... (see pigs do fly). Here come the flags.... Yup its kicking in (all those drinks). Get those damn bees out of my hair..... I tried, but still cannot fly two flags so I just do the one with my grand impression of interpretive queer bear dance. ( I just like the colors-- ooh pretty or was that something else) I also really need some lessons when I have not been up and about all weekend. Maybe not when the sun is not coming up, with the scattered past out flaggers or as we call them rookies. Hmmmm I am sure you all agree.... I digress.... We were graced with some very talented FLAGGERS. We are so lucky to have them in our Tribe. I am always in awe and amazed by the members of the Tribe that still practice this Wonderful Art and the ones that are passing it on the youngsters, I give you Queer Bear Props for doing this. The Tribe and myself thank you. Oh, if any of our flag makers want to make or donate an even an old pair, Old like me. ( This is when you say you are not old baby...) This will make a grumpy Bear very happy, more then you will ever know.... I like bright colors, Big is Good~ they look so grand! LOL .... Just a subliminal message hmmmm... Flags for RJ Flags for RJ.
"Dam, now where did Joe L go?.... Fernando: "RJ, go check on him".. Sal O : "Well RJ, did you?... Oh come here and take some pictures"... Eddie : "Well, is he ok"... Fernando: "Hello, my drink.. Dim the lights"... Sal: "RJ I got something to make it all better."
RJ : "Oh Here is Joe, he is better, well a bit green but he can ambulate and form words. That is a bonus"... As I pause and think for a moment... ( Four hours on greyhound with a twenty year old peppy girl that ate M&M's the entire way, and told me the story that is HER.. WORTH IT FOR SURE. Actually it was. Even though I was screaming inside," just shut up please shut up.. choke on that fucking M&M's"... But she lived...) - NO TWENTY YR OLD PEPPY GIRLS WERE HARMED IN THIS MESSAGE- Joe: "RJ I told you should have stolen that coat rack for my friends coats, now look at this fucking mess. Listen to me next time" ( Gee Joe started to get sick again after that hmmmmm.... RJ: "My Roman God of a Bartender, can I have a double shot of Patron?".. ( GREAT IDEA)
The Tribe Mixed, Mingled, Posed, Danced, Gossiped ( Did you hear what Susan did, My Stars), Groped, Shared Bodily Fluids & Other Stuff, Patted, Poked, Prodded, Drank, Sang, Hooked Up, Bumped Up, ( with the i Phone app ~Bump), Planned for future Gatherings, Powdered there noses a lot, Listen to the Beat, Thump - Thump - XANADU -- XANADU - Swoosh- Ring - Ting - Thump - Thump.... Feel the Heat.. Smell the Scents, Enjoy the View... Feel the Love... We are all Moving, Swaying, Pulsating, as One.... OK OK back to the pictures. Well I still have to take 20 more fucking pictures. OK Now the crotch shots start ( oh and Barbra Goods Bazoooms.. OOOOOOOO They are BIG & LUSCIOUS). RJ: "Did some one turn up the heat, Dam is it menopause? I have my estrogen patch on... OOO I can't feel my arm... It is Numb.... Oh wait it is Sal's leg , Woo thank God. (but why is Sal's leg on my shoulder? Hmmmm...)" Boom Boom I want to take you to my Room (The Bath Room With a Shower in it) Oh yeah Baby .... OH Not one of you old Sainted Queens brought any floor wax. { I was shocked so much so I had to find something to make me forget }. Must be that senility setting in, or all those years of Healthy, Clean, Responsible Living, Hmmmmm.....That's the ticket. Next time just ask Dennis McCrum, he gets it by the case. He Knows how to throw a dance party. He also knows how to make it all slippery ( I mean the dance floor, you pig!) RJ: "OK Six more fucking pictures, I mean six more pieces of art capturing the love and essence of our family".... RJ: "Oh Sal I need you to lift me up." ( on this stool to take a picture) umm ahh ummm.... The beat goes on n on n on n on...... At the DJ stand I mean booth, look at how happy Fernando is.... Fernando: "RJ Is he".. RJ says "stop!!!!! He is all set. He's on couch. He is all better. Just spin you furry little man, don't make me step on you".... Two more pictures... Oh look there are two huge crotch shots ( perfect....Oops, were they lesbians.. oh well). RJ: "Excuse me let me in The Bath Room With a Shower in it first please? RJ: "Excuse me let me in The Bath Room With a Shower in it first please? RJ : " FIN." Where can I shove this camera? .. OK, Lay it all on me, Let's party like it is 2012 ( mmm is that bad)... OMG I can dance,,, Speed it up Mr DJ!"
Meanwhile back in the Bar area with our Roman God of , Bartender the mood is Gay, boy do I mean Gay .. Look six earthy lesbians came in with thick, huge, curly, ratty, dirty hair, (who they be??) Look over there at all those Nellies, they don't have a stiff wrist amongst them. Oh look out the floor is really wet in that corner where they were talking, but the glitter will give some traction... .( I am an evil Queer Bear). I made a B line for the bar to see My Roman God of a Bartender, then to my surprise I feel two huge firm, strong hands on my shoulder, I quivered a bit ( it has been since Labor Day) There was a pressing feeling on my rump, so I turned. It was Mr Tommy ( this will be great jerk off material someday) with this guy, David Reeves (who's her?) For a brief moment I thought it was one of Tommy's str8 buds. ( Damm, I must have been drunk) Tommy : "RJ what you drinking , put that water down. Let's do Patron Shots! and baby don't you ever change" ( RJ : I love this man). Tommy, Sal O, Eddie G. and I discussed our Italian Lineage in great detail,
The Tribe Mixed, Mingled, Posed, Danced, Gossiped ( Did you hear what Susan did, My Stars), Groped, Shared Bodily Fluids & Other Stuff, Patted, Poked, Prodded, Drank, Sang, Hooked Up, Bumped Up, ( with the i Phone app ~Bump), Planned for future Gatherings, Powdered there noses a lot, Listen to the Beat, Thump - Thump - XANADU -- XANADU - Swoosh- Ring - Ting - Thump - Thump.... Feel the Heat.. Smell the Scents, Enjoy the View... Feel the Love... We are all Moving, Swaying, Pulsating, as One.... OK OK back to the pictures. Well I still have to take 20 more fucking pictures. OK Now the crotch shots start ( oh and Barbra Goods Bazoooms.. OOOOOOOO They are BIG & LUSCIOUS). RJ: "Did some one turn up the heat, Dam is it menopause? I have my estrogen patch on... OOO I can't feel my arm... It is Numb.... Oh wait it is Sal's leg , Woo thank God. (but why is Sal's leg on my shoulder? Hmmmm...)" Boom Boom I want to take you to my Room (The Bath Room With a Shower in it) Oh yeah Baby .... OH Not one of you old Sainted Queens brought any floor wax. { I was shocked so much so I had to find something to make me forget }. Must be that senility setting in, or all those years of Healthy, Clean, Responsible Living, Hmmmmm.....That's the ticket. Next time just ask Dennis McCrum, he gets it by the case. He Knows how to throw a dance party. He also knows how to make it all slippery ( I mean the dance floor, you pig!) RJ: "OK Six more fucking pictures, I mean six more pieces of art capturing the love and essence of our family".... RJ: "Oh Sal I need you to lift me up." ( on this stool to take a picture) umm ahh ummm.... The beat goes on n on n on n on...... At the DJ stand I mean booth, look at how happy Fernando is.... Fernando: "RJ Is he".. RJ says "stop!!!!! He is all set. He's on couch. He is all better. Just spin you furry little man, don't make me step on you".... Two more pictures... Oh look there are two huge crotch shots ( perfect....Oops, were they lesbians.. oh well). RJ: "Excuse me let me in The Bath Room With a Shower in it first please? RJ: "Excuse me let me in The Bath Room With a Shower in it first please? RJ : " FIN." Where can I shove this camera? .. OK, Lay it all on me, Let's party like it is 2012 ( mmm is that bad)... OMG I can dance,,, Speed it up Mr DJ!"
Meanwhile back in the Bar area with our Roman God of , Bartender the mood is Gay, boy do I mean Gay .. Look six earthy lesbians came in with thick, huge, curly, ratty, dirty hair, (who they be??) Look over there at all those Nellies, they don't have a stiff wrist amongst them. Oh look out the floor is really wet in that corner where they were talking, but the glitter will give some traction... .( I am an evil Queer Bear). I made a B line for the bar to see My Roman God of a Bartender, then to my surprise I feel two huge firm, strong hands on my shoulder, I quivered a bit ( it has been since Labor Day) There was a pressing feeling on my rump, so I turned. It was Mr Tommy ( this will be great jerk off material someday) with this guy, David Reeves (who's her?) For a brief moment I thought it was one of Tommy's str8 buds. ( Damm, I must have been drunk) Tommy : "RJ what you drinking , put that water down. Let's do Patron Shots! and baby don't you ever change" ( RJ : I love this man). Tommy, Sal O, Eddie G. and I discussed our Italian Lineage in great detail,
( too great for the way I was feeling). We bonded. We hugged. We laughed. .... I kissed Tommy (no that is the fantasy) Tommy is a great guy really. Let me count the ways ( oops, save that for the fantasy.)
5 - 4 - 3- 2 -1- We are back live at the bar, During this encounter I learned all about Mr David Reeves,.... All of it (readers digest condensed /cliff-note version).
Oh quick side note~ David got to Ritz after midnight. He called Sal and said, "I can't find the entrance. I walked all over first floor and second floor for 30 minutes. All I see is Twinkies, Thugs, Girls, and a few Queens who I do not know. I give up".. SAL:" It is on the third floor ( like it says on face book invite you putz)." DAVID: "Oh Really? OK.. Be there in a sec".....
And we are back. 5-4-3-2-1 LIVE..... Here we are at the Ritz Bar and Lounge owned by The Handsome, Successful, Strong, Sexy Italian, Tommy Greco (Whatttt??? Oh Please. I am a Gay man not a politically correct green Jewish lesbian that married a native American lesbian that got sperm from a gay black republican.)
The mood in the party wreaked of LIFE.. These are the times in LIFE when it feels it is all worth it. As you scan the room, despite the Drama, Bitchiness, Cattiness, Pettiness, and the so-called faults you point out in people and your own shit that gets in your own way. What ever drama that you can steer up ( for what ever reason). This very Party, all of our Gatherings erases all of that CRAP and gives us a REBOOT ON LIFE. Some may call me Crazy, Out of Touch, Touched, Naive or Ignorant ( well FUCK YOU ) No I love you babe, Really.. I am just Hopeful and Full of Love. I agree way to trusting but I believe there is good all around. I know we can make life so much Easier, Happy, Safe, Loving, Fun and Fucking Fabulous. We have to Slow Down and Listen, Be Real, True, and Honestly Carer About Each Other. We call ourselves The Tribe, and in that Tribe there are Clans. But bottom line, we are all Family. We choose to be Family. We are NOT blood-related. We are more. I believe this is more Sacred and Valuable! Let's work on this and make it last. We have a recipe for Paradise ( Just think about it) We need each other. Who the fuck wants to be alone and unloved Hmmmm?... Morbid as it sounds, we are all Dying. The planet is Dying. So lets Live Life out Loud......OK that was more then enough serious shit... Let's Dance Like No One Is Watching...
The crowd is thinning.. Bodies are sitting together, holding each other. People are smiling and laughing. The "Die-Hard" Troupers are still Dancing it up.. Off in the distance there is a lone Flagger, spinning in a soft, soothing, fluid-like motion. It is almost Healing and Magical. This is actually one of my favorite parts of the Party~ when you can cuddle up in a small intimate group of four on a couch and share life stories and just BE. (No, nothing sexual. I may be a pig, but sex is way down on the list compared to this) But this time I did not stay till bitter end ( so unlike me). This is how it went. RJ: "So Sal O, what are we doing latter? ( we were hanging off and on all day and I have a boy crush on Him ). DAVID REEVES:" Um you guys are not doing anything. I am bear-napping you". RJ: looks at Sal and says, "umm, awkward"..... SAL: "No, No, I love it when my friends hook up. It keeps it in the Family). DAVID: "Fernando and Joe, I am taking RJ with me". SAL: Kisses RJ and says, "Trust me, go have fun, I will talk to you later. After all, you bought your very first Black Party and the Amnesia After-Party Tickets and I have Alegria tickets. I made the reservation at the New Secret Gay Betty Ford Center in Palm Beach for the week after, so we are all set". (That will be a whole other sitcom of as The Bear Spins with the Tribe.. Stay tuned.. Oh Please join my blog as a follower and show me some of that Love I keep talking about ).
Update: Dear old Joe is doing just fine (This too shall pass) NEXT.....
5 - 4 - 3- 2 -1- We are back live at the bar, During this encounter I learned all about Mr David Reeves,.... All of it (readers digest condensed /cliff-note version).
Oh quick side note~ David got to Ritz after midnight. He called Sal and said, "I can't find the entrance. I walked all over first floor and second floor for 30 minutes. All I see is Twinkies, Thugs, Girls, and a few Queens who I do not know. I give up".. SAL:" It is on the third floor ( like it says on face book invite you putz)." DAVID: "Oh Really? OK.. Be there in a sec".....
And we are back. 5-4-3-2-1 LIVE..... Here we are at the Ritz Bar and Lounge owned by The Handsome, Successful, Strong, Sexy Italian, Tommy Greco (Whatttt??? Oh Please. I am a Gay man not a politically correct green Jewish lesbian that married a native American lesbian that got sperm from a gay black republican.)
The mood in the party wreaked of LIFE.. These are the times in LIFE when it feels it is all worth it. As you scan the room, despite the Drama, Bitchiness, Cattiness, Pettiness, and the so-called faults you point out in people and your own shit that gets in your own way. What ever drama that you can steer up ( for what ever reason). This very Party, all of our Gatherings erases all of that CRAP and gives us a REBOOT ON LIFE. Some may call me Crazy, Out of Touch, Touched, Naive or Ignorant ( well FUCK YOU ) No I love you babe, Really.. I am just Hopeful and Full of Love. I agree way to trusting but I believe there is good all around. I know we can make life so much Easier, Happy, Safe, Loving, Fun and Fucking Fabulous. We have to Slow Down and Listen, Be Real, True, and Honestly Carer About Each Other. We call ourselves The Tribe, and in that Tribe there are Clans. But bottom line, we are all Family. We choose to be Family. We are NOT blood-related. We are more. I believe this is more Sacred and Valuable! Let's work on this and make it last. We have a recipe for Paradise ( Just think about it) We need each other. Who the fuck wants to be alone and unloved Hmmmm?... Morbid as it sounds, we are all Dying. The planet is Dying. So lets Live Life out Loud......OK that was more then enough serious shit... Let's Dance Like No One Is Watching...
The crowd is thinning.. Bodies are sitting together, holding each other. People are smiling and laughing. The "Die-Hard" Troupers are still Dancing it up.. Off in the distance there is a lone Flagger, spinning in a soft, soothing, fluid-like motion. It is almost Healing and Magical. This is actually one of my favorite parts of the Party~ when you can cuddle up in a small intimate group of four on a couch and share life stories and just BE. (No, nothing sexual. I may be a pig, but sex is way down on the list compared to this) But this time I did not stay till bitter end ( so unlike me). This is how it went. RJ: "So Sal O, what are we doing latter? ( we were hanging off and on all day and I have a boy crush on Him ). DAVID REEVES:" Um you guys are not doing anything. I am bear-napping you". RJ: looks at Sal and says, "umm, awkward"..... SAL: "No, No, I love it when my friends hook up. It keeps it in the Family). DAVID: "Fernando and Joe, I am taking RJ with me". SAL: Kisses RJ and says, "Trust me, go have fun, I will talk to you later. After all, you bought your very first Black Party and the Amnesia After-Party Tickets and I have Alegria tickets. I made the reservation at the New Secret Gay Betty Ford Center in Palm Beach for the week after, so we are all set". (That will be a whole other sitcom of as The Bear Spins with the Tribe.. Stay tuned.. Oh Please join my blog as a follower and show me some of that Love I keep talking about ).
Update: Dear old Joe is doing just fine (This too shall pass) NEXT.....
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Like I was saying before, I flew out of there on a Cloud with David Reeves.. but not before drama with the man that yelled at the world, he had real bad hair, got in David's face! I was so ready to pounce on him Like a Mama Bear protecting her Clan... Don't fuck with my Family. SO, as far as the closing of this gathering, it will remain a Thought, a Mystery or just a Wonderful Feeling. As for the rest of my night, that story will be saved for another time.. X Rating For sure (Between you and me I do not think so, he is so tiny, a pocket cub).....
Like I was saying before, I flew out of there on a Cloud with David Reeves.. but not before drama with the man that yelled at the world, he had real bad hair, got in David's face! I was so ready to pounce on him Like a Mama Bear protecting her Clan... Don't fuck with my Family. SO, as far as the closing of this gathering, it will remain a Thought, a Mystery or just a Wonderful Feeling. As for the rest of my night, that story will be saved for another time.. X Rating For sure (Between you and me I do not think so, he is so tiny, a pocket cub).....
Well, that's enough ranting for now. I send you all my Love, Big Bear Hugs & Licks.
RJ, The Queer Bear
