When Are You Going To Stop Believing The Weather Men?

I had been looking forward to this past weekend for quite a long time, and the threat of rain, snow, freezing rain, sleet, snain, row, or whatever was not going to be enough to keep us from having a grand old time. Besides, the weather men never seem to be able to get the forecast right any more, so I have stopped believing them altogether. I have become a better predictor of the weather lately than they.



So, on Saturday night, we braved the cold rain and localized flooding and headed on down to D.C. for our monthly dose of shirtless, hairy hunks a.k.a. Blowoff! What a great night it was. Not as many of the regulars in attendance as usual, but not to worry, there was plenty of hot scruff to keep my eyes entertained. Dumbek and Dinger were both there. That was a special treat since we had not seen them in such a long time. Copperred was there with his handsome full beard. So was the ever sexy Skwurl. Of course, The Bowie Cub and Drew were there too. Even Charlie Brown and The Grinch stopped by for a bit.



The 9:30 Club was all decorated up with Christmas trees and pretty lights. It was all very festive. Morel even played "Merry Christmas To Everyone." The whole night really helped me to get more into the Christmas spirit. Or, maybe it all just made me really horny... It was a good thing either way though!







We got home very early Sunday morning and dropped into bed for a few hours of sleep. Sunday was going to be another day on the run. We had made plans to head down to D.C. again for the Underwear Party at Titan/Ramrod.

Max thought that he was gonna get to go to the underwear party!


I have to admit that when we first got to the party, I was thinking that we had a big mistake by going. There weren't many people there at first, and we didn't know any of them! Of course, we were also a bit shy about stripping down to our skivvies in front of all of these total strangers. A little while later though, familiar faces started popping up. The Bowie Cub stopped in. Clickboo dropped by. (And "dropped trou!" Very Nice!) So, we got a little more comfortable and a lot more naked. It turned out to be a pretty good time. The best part of the underwear party was meeting the party host. He is very sweet and super sexy. He looked great in his red Speedo too.

All in all, I would say that it was a pretty fantastic weekend. A great way to start the final countdown to the holiday madness. I still have a bit of shopping to do, but that should be pretty easy. Then, there's the wrapping and exchanging and parties and all of that. I'm starting to get into it a little more each day. We even put a few decorations and a tree up, so it's beginning to look a little more like Christmas.

I think I'll get through it all just fine... I hope...