Cock Spots

Tonight we wondered, "where do all the hot boys hang out on Sunday?" Oddly enough, we also wondered the same thing the previous evening, as well as the week before, and the week before that.
Wouldn't it be great if you at least had an idea where the greatest concentration of delectable specimens were guzzling their PBRs at a given time? I mean, if you're going to spend your hard-earned money in a drinking establishment, you need to get the most eye candy for the buck.

Saturday, March 03, 2007

my ghey blog

Haha, it seems a shitload of you are coming from Williamsboard if my stats are correct (twice in one day - first the cakes and now this!). Yeah, I guess I should find that typo somewhere, but I'm too lazy at the moment. Anyway if anyone wants to contribute anonymously (or not) feel free to email me:

I should clarify something: 1. I'm not "the Myopenbar chick." I've contributed to them in the past, and she's done the same here. She's super awesome and all, but if anyone cares for whatever reason, we're not the same person.

We didn't make it to see Jason last night, and I'm genuinely sorry (he did say he would text us if he saw any cute boys). Savalas has just had that weird, desperate crowd the last few times. Usually there are a few dudes trying to get your attention in the form of piercing stares, thinking that creepy ongoing eye contact will somehow give you the sudden urge to insert his penis in your vag. Or, two Middle Eastern I-bankers will flank you on the dance floor, "Night at the Roxbury" style, and get angry if you ignore their charms. When you finally get away from them, you have to then figure out how to politely decline the guy from Ohio in full wood-chopping gear throwing out some of the most bizarre pick-up lines I've ever heard, and then be thankful when a few of the young local kids start buzzing around and giving him shit for his attire. We look forward to when the more lighthearted crowd takes over again.

Some other friends were DJing at Daddy's last night, and it was a very pleasant crowd with about 45% sporting some "carefully downtrodden" facial hair. A few guys walked by and Jess's face lit up, "hotness!" It looked like another one of my friends was getting lucky in a booth. All in all, a nice ending to a long week.

Catching Up

* Home Sweet Home - I wish it wasn't a pain in the ass to get here, because taxidermy and basements are always a good combination. What I find miraculous is the relative lack of douchebag clientele, given the location. There were definitely some cuties near and behind the bar.

* Motor City - I hadn't been here in about 2 years, and was glad to see the "buy a drink" dry erase board was still in operation (I remember actually *using* it when I lived a few blocks 1997!). Most importantly, the boys' haircuts were still as well-maintained as remembered.

* The Greenpoint YMCA - I just renewed my membership here, and have been amazed by the view in the cardio's definitely provides additional incentive.

* Uncle Paulie's - How can you not love a place with the feel of a church basement or VFW hall?