I really don't understand why I keep going to these things.
What was it like? Well, more of the same. Lots of guys, no one particularly interesting, no one friendly towards strangers, lots of smoke, lots of Diet Coke.
You know, the last night I really enjoyed myself at a bear bar was at the Lone Star a couple of years ago, with BC, Mamoo, Steve Kastner, and a couple of others. That was wonderful. And after that? Well, there was one night where I did meet someone interesting about a year later, but after that? Nothing.
So, it's off to bed for me. Yawn.