woofer's Weekend
Honest! We don't LIVE at the bar...it's just that the pictures are more interesting there!!
Got back Thursday night as usual, but didn't stay with Matt at the bar through the end of darts. i was just tired and not up for it. Seems that the boyant mood i was in last Wednesday was fleeting. Of course, shortly after i left, something unusual happened; an old aquaintence, Chris from Chicago, came in with his partner (of EIGHT YEARS!!!), John. We'd been running into Chris at various events off and on for the past three or four years, but never had the chance to get to know him. So, after working for the BACC from home all day Friday (this project is so fucked!! ...and i've knocked out the whole day in one sentence!), we took them out to dinner and then back to JJs.
Matt Jeff woofer Chris John
We hung out with the ever-woofy Jeff, one of the J's in JJ's, and learned a lot about this man that i would never have guessed and he's even more woofy than before!! i DO, however, remember the after-hours where i helped stuff him into his newly aquired leather jockstrap (and, of course, since i was on my knees in front of this hot man...) as well as in the leather shop at JJ's during FurBall where i played "shopping assistant" to advise him in the purchase of those amazing Gear Essential industrial cock rings (i seem to be a connesseur of cock rings). Again, since i was there...mmmmmmm.... We had a wonderful evening (in which, amazingly, we all remained in our clothing!) and look forward to seeing them again at Bear Pride come Memorial Day.
Saturday came with a little drizzle that tapered off but left an overcast sky. We woke up slowly and lovingly (Saturday mornings are the best!), i made us some coffee and then Matt, Coco and i all lounged naked on the living room sofas, enjoyed the coffee and, as is our habit, i read him this week's edition of "Savage Love" from Riverfront Times. It wasn't that good this week (mostly due to the subject matter involving a woman who bugs men's rooms to hear guys fart), but we notice an ad for the Dickie's warehouse outlet store up in North St. Louis. Not having any serious plans, we decided to go. Now, for a lot of people, the thought of venturing into NStL makes them shudder to think. But it's coming back though, like a lot of places, still has it's sketchy parts. Still, it was nicer than i remember and with little effort, we found the place. All i can say is DAAAAAMN!!! Work shirts for 6 bucks. Pants for 7. The painters pants you see above were only 15 and i got a new pair of bib overalls (which Matt has vowed to relieve me of since they were the only pair and i found them first!!) for only 20. And they had ALL sizes...up to like XXXXXL!!! We walked out with a BUNCH of clothes for only $150!
After that, we met up with redhochipe to help him help a lady stash her xmas tree in the basement. That didn't take much time, so we headed down to CostCo for lunch; love them polish sausages...not to mention all the samples that the sweet little old ladies where offering. We ran into themonkeybear who was looking VERY "west county suburban" and buying wild bird food. Damn, but those boys have settled into the suburban lifestyle...and good for them. i was happy to see that he hadn't killed himself in the Corrado that i gave him around the first of the year and i'm glad he's having fun.
The afternoon was spent...well, lets just say it involved rope, a blindfold, some clamps and two different adjustably vibrating eggs...and tire repair...mmmmm... After we were spent, we took a little nap and watched some tube before going out.
Jason & Jason Tony Jeff woofer Paul Matthew
A pretty busy night at the bar. Ran into Tony and his buddy Jeff who are now, officially, professional wrestlers!!! Granted, it's just local stuff, but they're just getting started too!! i missed the first bout which was last weekend, but hope to seen one soon!! (yes, yes, i'll take pictures and share with you...i won't let you down!).
Matthew has been indulging me lately by letting us dress alike at times. Sometimes it's silly and sometimes it's cute, i guess. We'd gotten the aforementioned painters pants that morning and as some of you may know, i have this thing for white t-shirts. Plain white, regular collar (no v-necks or Calvin Klein 'french' collars), no pocket. The newer the better and form-fitting (though not overly tight) is good. i think it goes back to when i was younger and started my "Daddy-fixation"...all the Dads wore white tshirts under their workshirts. Often, you could see some of their chest hair sticking up over the collar. And if a few buttons on their work shirts were undone it was better than flashing flesh and still is. i haven't heard of anyone else who shares my prediliction for white tshirts, but that's cool too. Anyway, believe it or not, we kept our clothes on the entire evening!! It still surprises people at the bar ("woofer!! you're so overdressed!!!"), but that keeps 'em on their toes. i'm thinking jockstraps and jerseys for the pre-SuperBowl party that is next up...hmmm...
We didn't stay too terribly late...but when we got home, i fiddled on the computer while Matthew vegged.
On Sunday, we got off to a late start. We stopped by CheapTrx so that Matt could exchange a cock ring for a bigger size and i could get a consult about getting my PA up to a 2 gauge. The 4 ga horseshoe is almost a 3 and there is plenty of stretch in the hole...but the 2 just isn't going in. i'll give it some time and soon i'll have that doorknocker in place. Afterwards, we went to Grandma's Rainbows End for the Show Me Bears volunteers party. It was nice and relaxed and we caught up with some friends. Grandma always puts out a nice buffet...though he needs to get a better fire under his chafing dish. In the doorprize drawing, we really made out...Matt got a free membership (he'll remember where it is come this fall when it's time to renew) and i got a chrome armband that i had been eyeing anyway!! WOOF!!
Yesterday i made my way back to Chicago and back to this job. This job...