I blame bstewart23 of “This. That. No Other.” fame for this post.

It all started innocently enough. I was reading some of his old posts because I was at home ill today, and it seemed like the thing to do. I came across a video he had posted parodying the game “Mystery Date” (worth watching… go check it out… but come back!).

At the end of that video, there were some YouTube suggested videos, where I stumbled upon this, er, piece of work.

Today is the Tidal Wave Party at Wet ‘n Wild where there will be much wet frolicking happening, or so I hope to observe.

I haven’t had any free time yet to upload any of the pictures I have taken on our trip so far. I’m actually writing this post from my cellphone on our way to Universal Studios. (No, I’m not driving.) I thought it might be a little “slower” of a trip since there are four of us this time. But not so much. If anything, it’s been busier. Non-stop travel from point-to-point for different theme parks, concerts, bars and parties. I’ll need a vacation from this vacation.

Since I haven’t uploaded anything yet, this “pre-staged” hottie will have to do.

I wonder if I will bump into him here…

It was pointed out to me after the “UnderBear Party” this past weekend by the husbear and a friend of ours that I have an unusual knack for attracting other bottoms. There have been many times at various events that I’ve been talking to some potential “play thing” only for it to end up that we were both on the same side of the “poking” fence.

Add this to my being tragically attracted to very, very, very hetero guys and it is a wonder I ever found anyone to hook up with, let alone a partner.

I’m assuming the directions were in the handbook that I never received when I signed up?

Just thought I’d share… again.

The husbear and I returned home Sunday evening after being in Dallas since Thursday for TBRU (Texas Bear Round-Up). We were supposed to stay in Dallas until Monday but the husbear has been feeling under the weather since before we left, so we drove home Sunday.

The husbear passed out on the drive home.

We attend events like this because: a) we live in the middle of nowhere; b) all the people we know live in the middle of somewhere; c) all the above. If you chose “c”, you chose wisely.

It was great to spend time with friends who live far away that were also in attendance. Overall we had a good time. The husbear always does. He is a social butterfly that loves to wander the crowd; be overly-friendly to complete strangers; and, Big Bertha only knows what (or who) else.

I am the opposite of the husbear. I’m really not one for events like this. I have a vague sense of “not fitting in” : I am not a gregarious person; I have a hard time striking up random conversations; I don’t flirt well (most of the time I don’t even know someone is flirting with me!); and, apparently I have issues with letting others in my “personal space.” All of the things that are par for the course at events of this nature. Yes—I fill the “nerd” stereotype—I’m more comfortable behind a keyboard than in a social situation.

How does one change these aspects about themselves? Do I even worry about it and just accept this is how I am? I feel like I’m a stick in the mud (no pun intended!) when I go to these things. I observe people and their interactions, but I just can’t seem to produce the same in myself.

Damned personal growth.

Suggestions?

On the way to the hospital today, I took a little detour down OBT as I had two hours to kill before meeting for the nexy visit at the hospital (the family had to go to church).

What happened to the Full Moon Saloon? There was a big “For Sale” sign out front.

Where does the “bear” crowd hang out now in Orlando?