Getting Out - Krampus Muh Style

I know I haven't finished telling you about my Thanksgiving adventure, but I got out of the house and I wanted to tell you about it before it got stale... So last night I went to a show with muh DAB, Dennis Hensley, and friends Ray & Carlos.  We went to see BOB'S HOLIDAY OFFICE PARTY.  Even though I missed it last year, I've been to this show every year for the last ten years or so, sometimes more than once a year.  It's a messy good time that Dennis and I have enjoyed together and this year we each brought a new person, which is another source of joy.

Watching Ray and Carlos laugh with giddy delight added to my love for this show.

Of course, amongst the many talented cast members I've seen in the show, I always get a candy cane boner for Maile Flanagan as LaDonna.

After the show, we all parted ways and I headed over to The Eagle to enjoy a little Krampus chaos.

As you know, I rarely go out to the bars & clubs because I'm an old stick in the mud old man, who'd rather sit at home alone and whine in my blog about being single, but I figured this was on the way home, so why not?  Plus, I do enjoy a great theme.

I was pleasantly surprised to happen upon some of muh DABS decked out in theme-appropriate clothings (and non-clothings). 

Hi, Dudley!  

Hi Kevin!

I also enjoyed the Jello Shot service...

who doesn't love Jello?

There was also the thrill of getting up close and personal with the Krampus Dancers

and swapping sugar cookie recipes

The ultimate thrill of the night was 

getting to spend time and bond with my dear friend
KRAMPUS

Yes, Krampus is a good friend...

...to many

In the end, I didn't mind that I stayed a little too late (mostly because I kept hoping to get to make out with any one of my three targets, and not getting to do anything except watch helplessly as target #3 left without ever knowing my love for him and his scruffy beard.   ...And, could he have have left an hour earlier, please?)  Even without any progress on the romantic front, I was very happy that I got out and got felt up by a Christmas half-goat/half-demon, felt the warmth of the company of friends and a few gin & tonics.

Getting Out - Jackie Beat's Kramps

Sunday night I might have sat at home staring at my four foot Christmas tree, but I thought, "No, Danny, get out!"  So, I took a shower because I was happily enjoying my time alone in my home, in my underwear...  Then I hopped in my car with hopes that I would get in to see Jackie Beat's Christmas Show at the Cavern Club Theater.

I was in luck and got in to enjoy Jackie's brilliant song parodies, in fab voice and a warm up by the delicious Deven Green.  I had a great time, but was disappointed that I could not get a photo with Jackie after the show, since she had a second show to prep for.  I'll just post this one of us in the early 2000's at Barracuda in Chelsea.

After Jackie's show I headed over to The Eagle, where I could enjoy a little quality time with Krampus!

My friends, Billy & Barry, let me know they would be there for Lumberjacked and thought it would be fun if I dropped by.  SPOILER ALERT! It was!!

I enjoyed a playing "Catch Up" with the guys as well as all the beardy hotties all around me, and because they had no Campari on hand, I also enjoyed a few Gin & Tonics- my go to at this time of year because it tastes like Christmas trees!  Then it got all spewky when Krampus showed up!

He stormed into the room and swooped me up into his hairy arms, then bent me over and spanked me!

I must confess, I got a little hard.

As the night wore on and Krampus' spanks' stings wore off, I decided to get my last Gin & Tonic.  It was there that I met, HIM.  He was a cute guy and he called me handsome.  Then, I realized he was drunk.  I figured, since I am a nice guy, he was probably safer with me.  Plus, he was really aggressively into me. Next, we're in my car headed to his place because he ride-shared there, then he made his first error.   He complained about being his age and not having someone.  He was all, "Look, I'm 36 and I don't have anyone.  Isn't that sad?" To which I replied, "I'm 48."  I would have been more clever, but I was driving.  He replied, "You ARE?" I guess he wasn't more clever because he was drunk.  I enjoyed the delicious awkwardness for a little bit, then the aggressive flirting resumed.   He lived in a nice apartment with a mysterious roommate who opened the door for us and disappeared into a bedroom before we were even half way through the door.  Then, we got neked in his bedroom.  I wish I could say that we had a whirlwind sex session that resulted in my quitting my job and moving all of my prized Dunnys to my side of his bedroom, but no.  I think the drunkness started setting in and he started in with the "I'm 36.  I think I'm ready to settle down and have children.  Don't you think we should?"  Then, while I was continuing to get the fun neked stuff going, he kept calling me, "Sir".  No, it wasn't a sexy thing, I think it was because I am 12 years older than him, but it sounded very much like an usher at the Lunt-Fontanne telling a tourist that he's not allowed to take photos in the theater.  Don't get me wrong, he's a cute, nice guy, but as he settled into his drunk, he got more needy.  All I could think was, "I gotta work tomorrow."  So, I pressed fast forward on the neked play, got my jollies and let him give in to that sleepy feeling.  With one last, "Sir, come here.  Come here.  Sir..." I lay next to him until he was asleep, then slipped my clothes on and slipped out.

It's been quite a while since I've had a bar hook up and I can't say that I'm proud about sneaking out, but isn't that how most of those go?  Isn't that why they are more rare, now?  I don't miss those.  It wasn't a bad time, but it would have been nice if I had enjoyed the night without being reminded about being alone in such a sad way.  I felt sadder for him than myself, because I don't mind it so much, but he sounded like it's something that's gonna weigh on him for a while.  Or, maybe, my confidence and bravado gave him a little hope that even if he's single for 12 more years, it'll be okay.

Too Busy For Love - Recap

Yesterday was a blast.

I had a great time doing color commentary for the 

Drag Queen World Series, with my dear friend, Matt Valle.

And the bat boys were nice, too!

Here are some highlights...

I followed up the Baseball game with a quick visit

to the Eagle L.A. for Meat Rack

where host John Piampiano

made me feel very welcome

There were some nice guys dancing...

...and a very nice door guy...

and more guys dancing...

All in all it was a full day filled with fun and glitter.

I'd love to sit and tell you all about it, 

but I'm rushing off to the movies with a friend.

I'm very busy!

Too Busy For Love - Drag Queen Season is Here!

I'd love to go out with you Saturday, thanks for asking.
It's nothing personal, but I can't.
You see, I have to do color commentary at the Drag Queen World Series,
then later, I have to make an appearance (in drag) at MEAT RACK
at The Eagle where DJ Casey Alva will be spinning tunes and men will be hot.

So, thanks anyway, but maybe I'll see you at one or both of these events!