Weekend Review

Friday night was the celebration of my karaoke host's birthday. Now mama likes to refer to our bar as her trailer park so when Durban Bud blogged about these dolls I just knew mama needed both Trash Talking Turleen and Little Miss Guzzler. Maybe she was just humoring me, but she appeared to love them both.

Friday night also brought about a going away party for a coworker of mine at my day job and the surprise appearance of Mrs. Jesus, our LA Friend, Sassypants and The Boy. It was great to have so many people I love in the bar. Although The Boy ended up experiencing a rather awkward moment. He met a guy and was chatting with him for awhile, he ordered a round from me and returned to the guy and his friends. About 5 minutes later he returned saying "lady I have far too much respect for myself to put up with that." Apparently when he returned with drinks the guy and his friends were laughing and confessed it was at The Boy's expense. When asked for elaboration they told this story about this kid they picked up awhile back who was a tragic mess and they decided on the way home to "stop by Walmart to buy him a pillow to bite on while we took turns fucking him". An apprehensive Boy asked the obvious question "and what does this have to do with me?" Their response was "oh we planned on doing the same to you tonight". *sigh* some shady motherfuckers out there.....

Anyway the rest of the evening went on and all seemed to go fine until we left the bar to discover mama's car had gotten broken into. What did the thugs feel was so necessary to break mama's window for? Money - nope, CDs - nope, duffel bag full of drag clothing - yup!!! another *sigh* and I repeat there are some shady motherfuckers out there...

Saturday I woke up earlier than normal in order to meet up with the gang to catch Brokeback Mountain. Now the first thing that struck me was just how poorly the in-theater advertisers did at targeting their audience. Seriously do we need to start the film with an Army recruitment ad? I really don't think the average demographic watching a gay themed movie in a gay neighborhood is the kind of people the Army is actively recruiting. Following the Army plug was an advertisement that started off as "from the lead singer of the hit group Creed" and an agitated groan broke out among the crowd. Seriously the Army ad was annoying enough, but Christian rock? Now you're pushing the limits....

Anyway the movie was really really good, but I didn't love it as much as I thought I was going to. I think with all of the hype I expected to be sobbing uncontrollably at the end. It was incredibly sad, but I didn't shed any tears. Some minor complaints - I would have liked to have seen more of their early relationship where they first fall for each other. Hot rough sex is pretty great and all, but I would have liked to see more of the initial bond than that. Oh and speaking of the sex scene, they sure figured out their roles quite quickly!! One second they have this kiss me, don't kiss me thing going on and then bam a quick spit for lube later and heath is fucking jake. I've never seen a top/bottom question resolved so quickly in my life...

Anyway, even though it wasn't quite up to the hype (but honestly with that much hype can you really live up to it??) it was a damn good film...highly recommended....

That evening there was a birthday party for one of the regulars. Now while birthday girl and her girlfriend are great and I adore them, their friends weren't exactly winning much of my love.... Copperred was in that night and looked in shock as person after person dropped a quarter or nothing at all. It can be rough to stay in a good mood when you're getting consistent shitty tips, but luckily being able to joke with him and mama about it helped keep me upbeat. Things got even better when Sean and Headwound Gymnest came in to finish the evening off. Sean delighted the crowd with some karaoke and treated me to several shots of Bushmills. That in addition to the alcohol already consumed earlier that evening meant that by closing time I was a tad intoxicated. The manager looked at me and said "um, are you drunk?" and I smiled and said "oh yeah...i'm not even gonna try and hide that from ya..." he just smiled and carried on his business...

Sunday I woke up earlier than normal again so Mrs. Jesus and I could meet up with LA friend for one final brunch before he headed back to the West Coast. After brunch we headed off to the airport and said our goodbyes. I was really sad to see him go. Every time he comes to visit it feels as though he never left, he just fits so perfectly with our group of friends. I keep trying to convince him to move back here, but the cold DC winter was kinda hurting my cause…

That evening I went back to the bar to see mama in her birthday variety show. Despite having her wardrobe stolen from her car from her she did a remarkable job! Unfortunately she didn’t realize her shoes were yanked as well until an hour before she went on stage…like a true pro though she carried on shoeless and still managed to dazzle the crowd… Happy Birthday Mama!!

Monday I woke up to the alarm clock and immediately decided it was time to call in sick to work. After the non-stop nature of the prior week (and the flu shot given mid week) I was exhausted and completely worn down. I spend yesterday catching up on some much needed sleep, much needed housecleaning and even ventured outdoors briefly to work on some much needed holiday shopping…. I’m still no where near close to ready for Christmas…