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Bright Eyes & Neva Denova -- One Jug of Wine, Two Vessels

Win!

It was Sonny, I swear it!

That is one sweaty godfather kiss.

Here are a couple of my few random pics from the CJ weekend: We tried to include Stretch at Three Floyds after he posted the saddest of all pics. I saw a great bumper sticker among the many on the walls there. Gene with provisions for the trip back to the hotel. Vicki talking to one of the missing Travel Team members while we were at Giordano's having deep dish pizza. My once cool pocket camera is basically dead so I gave up on it early on. Plus, I was in no condition to take pics most of the time. I actually fear Peter posting his pics.

Where I am from, if you are moonin' my ass, we would call that pantsing. Nobody wants that to happen, but you can moon me if it will make you happy. Then again, two of my closest gay friends are married and adopted a baby girl recently. Two dads can be better than one! But no boobies. They're both too fit even for the man variety.

In my case, I really hope not.

Shelly was right, the Vikings are to blame! Spritzer bought the giant bottle of Stoly. Spritzer told me that we had to finish the bottle that night. Spritzer handed me the cranberry [stomache lurch] juice and Stoly bottle to carry out of the room when security came. Spritzer . . . Well, I guess I did the drinking part myself. Might have been better if he remembered putting me there before the security guard found me, but what the hell. Classic indeed.

I have not been picked up in a long time -- either literally or figuratively -- but Spritzer picked me up and carried me into an elevator and Duggeh kissed me on the cheek twice (second time I asked for it) all in one weekend. And John, you are no longer a nobody here at all. You were a good guy on HC before CJ and now you are one of the crew. Sign up for an out of town meet and join the Travel Team. It is quite rewarding.

How could Steve possibly be mad at you!? Thanks for sharing and being honest and willing to jump into the fray. I always wondered how your "partner" turned into "husband" so quickly without any wedding fanfare. And seeing as we are being honest, I thought at first he might be a she and you were stuck with how to deal with that issue in an online forum with a bunch of people you mostly didn't know. I guess I was mostly wrong and a little right at the same time. But as I got to know you better, I decided that he really was a he and just put it to one side because I didn't think you would keep up that premise if it weren't true. Congrats on finding someone you love. And thanks again for hunting me down with Gene on Saturday. You are a true friend and a hell of a partier, gay, straight or both.

Seems like someone in San Francisco ought to post a response quickly, so thank you for feeling able to write that here, Steve. I too am amazed at how our little community has grown and diversified. It was great fun meeting you this weekend and I hope to see your gay ass again soon. Well, not literally, but you know what I mean.

Hope that means you're almost home, JP. That is a hell of a drive, although Young Min and Adrian top the list of the insane who drove. 15-16 hours is hell, and they were only in the hotel 20 hours or something. I just realized that I am drinking some energy drink that is almost the same color. Flashbacks are a bitch.

Thank you, counsel. i appreciate your support. I woke up at 10:30am and really had no idea about anything that happened much after that very Vodka toss, which does stand out in memory. Good thing I have friends who got me safely to bed. Gene got up sometime soon after but I went back to sleep until about 2:30pm or so. I didn't have the traditional hangover headache or whatever, but I was completely physically depleted. I wandered around the meet rooms saying goodbyes a bit and then we actually went into Chicago to a beer bar called the Map Room. The couple of sips of beer Doug and Matt kept insisted I try did not sit well, so I just slumped in my chair while others had fun and laughed at me.

Shelly was in the search party, so unless your Mrs. Hyde theory is even more accurate than you expected, I think not. And I prefer "napping" or "hiding from the Red Vodka" to your nomenclature, especially on an open internet forum.

If feel so guilty having dragged Shelly down to my level. But she does have a good arm, and even went for two after the first toss went all the way to some grassy, non-breaking area.

Teehee Trained by the best!

I don't remember shit, so I am not sure if I was even there. Somebody said Pete thought it was incredibly funny and was not offended (even though this is the second time Drunken Jacob has accosted him randomly at meets).

You mostly just liked his USB cigarette.

In O'Hare and about to board. Another fantastic meet from what I can recall. Thanks and congrats to Jim and the whole Chicago team for pulling off such a successful meet. Happy to see and meet so many folks and sorry to have missed others in the fray or because they couldn't make it this time. Looking forward to the next one!

20 hour battery. Rest I don't know. Edit: biscuits.

Where are you? The concert is quite good. And David 909, we're sorry you're not here.

We are havings beers then the concert then more beers and kevin gilmore's booze. Sound like a plan?

And I've saved some cool labels from the beers we had yesterday. You can check them out.

Good morse knowledge. My shirt says "a life dedicated" although medicated would be accurate. It is from Brother Tuckers brew pub in florida and the back has a monk lifting a mug of beer to god.

Ditto, Pete. Carl, we are going to beer Mecca Three Floyds tomorrow around noon. Will you be here in time?