Eagle Outing

"You're going to a bar???" asked the BF in disbelief. Generally, I don't like bars. Sure, I'll do them after work. I'm in the city already. Convenience helps. But to head in to the city for a bar outing is out of character for me and the BF knows it. He sent me on my way with a "Take a cab home if you're too drunk." Wasted words as I still hate cabs. I ended up eating crow somewhat. Having waited 20 minutes for a train that wasn't coming, I had to grab a cab cross town to make up for lost time.

I was meeting up with Robocub and his great & Handsome Latino Heart Throb Eddie at the Eagle, a low key follow-up to last week's blast.

Sure, Manny Lehman was playing at the Roxy and Victor Calderone had his Evolve party at Crobar, but we… were doing… low key. Sigh. Yeah, last weekend really did it for me and I wanted to do it again, chasing that good time. I mentally reigned myself in and resolved not to go out dancing but I did keep myself open to suggestion.

Robocub and Eddie were at the Eagle when I arrived. Shortly after grabbing a beer, I was greeted from behind by someone dancing and gyrating on me. That took me back to last weekend. It was Mike with Andre. Oh, if all handsome men would greet me this way. Mike P. met up with us as well. As we wound our way around the bar, we ran into Eddie of Circle in a Square. Heh, nowadays it seems we can't go anywhere without it becoming a mini-blogger convention.

We hung out, drank beers, watched the bareback, piss pig porn on the television and listened to some decent tunes served up by Mark Cicero. We were having a good time.

Our little crowd evenutally broke up, leaving Mike P. and me. I had two more beers, well, one and a half, Mike P. let the bartender take away my half-drunken beer, so I bought a fresh one. We chatted, walked about the bar and commented more about the bareback, piss pig porn on the screen but we left by 3-3:30 before the crowd turned on each other to feed.

We walked by Crobar, testing my resolve which held. I was too drunk and numb at that point. I just wanted to get home. It was too early for Victor anyway.

And then, Mike P. took advantage of me… of my condition that is. While waiting for the train, we played Lumines on PSP and he totally kicked my ass because I was drunk. So unfair. I didn't realize which side of the screen I was playing at first. He was hosting and chose the most difficult skins, ones that I couldn't discern well. I was seeing double and unable to focus. Grrrrrr. I demand a sober rematch.