Another year of Folsom has come and gone. There was some good and bad.
My friend Trevan came up for an extended weekend. We hadn’t seen each other in over a year but as always, it was if we had just seen each other yesterday. We fall into old habits and patterns w/o any effort. It was good to see him.
Saturday night we went to Blowoff instead of the more widely known Magnitude party. Frankly, I find the latter a bit boring. In a city were sexual contact can be moments away, it has really never held that much appeal for me. Blowoff on the other hand was quite fun. Its house style music but with an 80’s/90’s twist. In other words, a really good beat with the tracks to older songs blended into the background. The crowds tend to be guys in their 30-40’s and hairy. heh heh. Trev and I danced from 10:30 until 1:30 before deciding to call it a night. It has been ages since I’ve danced the night away in a bar. Granted, it shouldn’t be a habit but I had forgotten how much I love to dance.
Sunday was the fair. I felt like a bit of a party-pooper because I was over it within the first hour. It was just too damn busy. We stayed all of 2 hours before calling it quits. It took that long just to worm our way from one end to the other. We ended up in the ‘hood hanging out at Moby’s (the bar).
Sunday night we did the Real Bad party. They scaled back on ticket sales this year so it was much more tolerable and easy to move around. Basically, it was crowded w/o being a total mess. Trev and I hung out for a bit socializing before worming our way onto a speaker. [1]Not for the reason you think. Being on the speaker gave us room to dance w/o being crowded or constantly bumped in to. heh heh We spent the next 3 hours dancing our ass off.
The bad news is my roomie’s ex-partner was in a really bad accident on Friday. He suffered several broken bones. The roomie got to spend his weekend at the hospital. I felt bad for him. I know he didn’t mind giving up his weekend but I still felt so sorry for him.
In other news, I…um…uh…um…well, I sorta met someone. heh heh I’m keeping a lid on things for now as every time I blab it all here, I seem to jinx it. lol. I will say he is an apple fan [2]let the war begin and a gamer. We are off to a good start. :p
Sure, I come looking to your blog to hear all the dish about this "someone", and what do I get… NOTHING. WTF!!! I want to hear the stories!!!
You guys will do well! And if you hurt him in any way… let's just say there will be some repercussions… *hugs*
@Chris ~ bitch please! You don't scare me. lol Besides, you know me well enough to KNOW better.
It doesn't really count as "meeting" if you just fucked him in a dark corner at Blowoff…
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I think I'm too old for Blowoff, though I'm years younger than Bob Mould – who, ironically, back in the day would have condemned it.
It's always fun to meet someone. Have fun w/it and by all means, keep it to yourself…………for now.
Was that you across the street from the Delano IGA Friday evening prior to Folsom? I thought about yelling out "Hey Moby" but decided against it. I stayed just up the street on Hartford, walked pass the bar several times but didn't go in… the salt water aquarium looked really cool though.