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I wonder what Scruffy thinks about this?

He thinks that a gay leather bar with an adjoining techno-twink dance club is pretty motherfucking lame.

I mean, how do you dress for success for BOTH places? Impossible.

Music bleed-through, too, probably. Downstairs, bottled beer and shots of whiskey. Upstairs, White Russians and Pina Coladas. Spare me.

When you go to a REAL leather bar, we'll talk.




I once spent a four-day weekend camping on Cape Cod with the New England Leather Bears.

GREAT guys, not scary at all. Well, the one dude was a bit off-putting but he relaxed once we got the restraints on him.

We started the event with a trip to an ACTUAL leather bar with a DRESS CODE. Having very little leather in my luggage at the time, I was loaned a few items of clothing to wear.

Of course denim is totally acceptable so I stuck to my usual 501s. Black leather construction boots (borrowed). Black leather belt (mine). Black leather baseball cap (gift). Black leather vest (borrowed). T-shirt (mine).

I was told NOT to wear a white T-shirt because this indicates that I am a submissive bottom boy looking for a Daddy master. Which I am not. I can't forget what color the shirt was but the only thing that mattered was that it was NOT white. I think it may have been gray.

I have to admit, I looked kind of hot. I can easily pull off leather but never in an extreme way. I don't do Village People hats and such...

I could have left with anyone I wanted but I was with Jim at the time and we all were going to the campground so I just enjoyed the attention.

This was, in fact, the last weekend I had a drink, in 2001.

True story, but with a lot of juicy parts left out.

I've told the Leather Bear story before, I'm sure. Or variations of it.

So I guess I'm exhibiting senior traits, repeating myself, repeating myself.