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Bear Pride 2005: The Highs and Lows
I figure I'd better get this started before (a) it's totally stale and (b) I begin to forget details. I may be adding to it for a while yet.
LOWEST POINT: No contest: My one regret for the whole weekend is bailing on a friend in need. Sure, I hadn't communicated with him in years, but we hadn't forgotten each other and he'd been nothing but kind to me when he still lived in Chicago. It's not too often that you see someone getting dumped in front of you--by phone, no less! (Chickenshit bastard!) Sure, the timing was awkward--he was waiting for the restroom,
monshu was waiting for me outside--but that doesn't mean I couldn't have offered my phone number. I didn't have plans for that evening or most of the next day; it would have cost me little to at least make the offer to hand-hold if that's what he needed. Of course, I didn't see him again for the rest of the weekend. Damn.
( Dishonourable mentions )
HIGHEST POINT I know it's cliché, but I can't name just one. There was no single thing that "made" Bear Pride for me this year, rather an accumulation of petty delights, such as:
LOWEST POINT: No contest: My one regret for the whole weekend is bailing on a friend in need. Sure, I hadn't communicated with him in years, but we hadn't forgotten each other and he'd been nothing but kind to me when he still lived in Chicago. It's not too often that you see someone getting dumped in front of you--by phone, no less! (Chickenshit bastard!) Sure, the timing was awkward--he was waiting for the restroom,
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HIGHEST POINT I know it's cliché, but I can't name just one. There was no single thing that "made" Bear Pride for me this year, rather an accumulation of petty delights, such as:
- Being picked up and swung around by
bleepkeeper on more than one occasion--including, Xanadu-style, outside the Metro in the wee hours of Monday morning. What a perfect ending to that evening!
- Finding out that not only did one of my favourite couples from my early years with the bears move back into town, but that each member individually sought me out to renew our acquaintanceship. I am remembered after all!
- Seeing a large, muscled, black man stretch out on the floor of a party and raise his pelvis over his head, legs fully extended. And then remain sprawled out in order to look up the boxers of men walking past.
- Literally running into
aadroma,
nytemarewulf, and
jpcub right at the moment when I was wondering what the hell to do with myself for the rest of the evening. And just hanging out with them in general and watching them work their seductive wiles on gangs of admirers.
- Talking
cpratt and
danlmarmot into coming up to my neighbourhood for tamarind duck, Southeast Asian shabu shabu, and spicy squid at the local Laotian joint and getting them to talk about their adventures abroad on a night when they might just as soon wanted to order room service and crash.
- Finding out just today that the gorgeous Southerner who I thought was only expressing his natural kind and outgoing nature by chatting me up every time I ran into him would have let me do him "all weekend long".
- Chatting with my artist friend Stan about his blossoming career while trying to not to make contact with an INSANELY HOT radiator.