Thursday, New Year's Eve
Girlfriend Ar. picks us up for the two hour drive to Palm Springs.
We walked to the four bars and bar hopped the night. It was at this bar where at one point it was so crowded there were four deep in people around the whole bar just to get a beer. Young mens were dancing on the pool tables clad in short briefs stuffed with their hard junks. Lots of guys and not too many women, in fact, women were MIA in P.S. for some reason. In line for our beers and waiting at least 30 minutes an older gay guy decided to cut the lines down from three to two and it was my line that he cut out. Considering that Mrs Jude was in between me and the asshole plus my backup Ar. with her tiara was no where to be seen, I gave the old fucker my "looks will kill you" and we got out of there and tried another bar. We rang in the New Years then went back to our room for the better celebration while Ar. continued to look for her MsGoodBar, hopefully minus the head gear.
We took a ride to the Living Desert.
There was an amazing display of miniature rail road trains. I must of spent 20 minutes just watching all the train activity.Where we celebrated Ar.'s birthday. Pizza, beer and some kind of whiskey/cranberry/something else shots. When we got back to the room that night SOD was requested by the Mrs! So far, 2010 is pretty dang good.
We went Thrift store shopping!
We had a late lunch here and this is where Ar. and I totally embarrassed Mrs. Jude. As we were being seated in the far back of the outdoor dining area Ar. overheard a man say to his gf..."dykes". Ar stopped right there and told the guy, "yes and I'm very proud too". We were seated only a table away from the asshole and when Ar. told us what was said that's when I started with some verbiage. Like, "gosh, I'm happy he noticed that we're Dykes because I wouldn't want it any other day" etc. Ar. and I were bantering back and forth, Mrs. Jude begged us to please drop it and she tried unsuccessfully to change the subject. All of a sudden the young man rose from his seat and came over to the table. He apologized to us and said it wasn't right of him to say what he said AND that his sister is a Lesbian. WTF!!! Mrs Jude said "that's OK" I said, "no, that was not OK and we will accept his apology" We then had a delicious deli type lunch with pickles.
Saturday night at the gay bar. We drank too much beer and I had way too many shots of Jagermeister. Mrs. Jude and I were banished from the dance floor because I was twirling the Mrs. too much. We tried to get a hook up for Ar. who did nothing to help her own cause by sitting glued to her bar stool. So I would either send out Mrs Jude as bait to reel in the women or used my very effective left eye wink to bring em in. There are some dark hole Jager moments like how or why I got Rhonda's (pictured w me) phone number in my pants pocket and did some gay guy really give me those beer glasses? We closed the bar went to the pancake house where everyone commented on how much they loved my glasses.
We had one hell of a fun filled long weekend celebrating the New Year and A's birthday. I am so glad they both only come once a year.