Fat Tuesday

Being that yesterday was Tuesday, I decided to go to Streetbar after 9 for some karaoke. The parking lot behind the bar was kind of full, but I found a nice space just steps away from the back door. I went inside and saw so many people, all wearing beads. Oh, yeah, Mardi Gras. I went to the service bar, and Paulie greeted me and gave me two strands of pink beads. I walked around, and said hi to Lyndsay. He told me that they have a guy doing a show with a keyboard, but he was on his last set and then they would begin karaoke. I was kind of thinking I was cool without singing that night, but all you have to do is twist my arm. I decided to say hi to Senor Doug, and see how he was doing. He told me that he was performing at the Wednesday cabaret at Hotel Zosa. I was very interested in going, but it is my late night at work and my gym night. As it turns out, I didn't go. I then saw Michael from the chorus, and decided to say hi. Chuck J. was also there, sitting next to him. Laz, the waiter, saw that I was there and greeted me warmly. There was one guy, standing in front of Michael and Chuck, barely wearing anything with a mask on. He was an older guy, but I bet he was quite a looker in his day. The body has kind of gone south, but he had a huge bulge in his tiny shorts. He actually pulled his stuff out at one point and let it hang for all the world to see. My, oh, my. What a big boy. He eventually went away, and there was a rather nice looking guy in a tank top hanging out with them now. He seemed interested in the two guys, but sensed they weren't into him. Of course, he made his way towards me. We flirted, and he worked his charms on me. We did kiss a lot during the night, and he really wanted me to take him home. But, seeing as I had to work the next morning, that just wasn't going to happen. I did give him my cell phone #, and he was supposed to text me today. Nothing yet, but I don't think I well put much weight into it. He was from Riverside, which is an hour away. I didn't even realize he was Latino until he told me at some point. I just saw an attractive guy, with no labels. He said that he was unemployed and wanted to be clear about that. Well, at least he seems honest...