Well, whatever it is, I went on one on Saturday. If you had attended, you would have realized that a blarg closely resembled an East Village pub crawl by gay, somewhat bear-ish bloggers... about 40 of them. The event was organized by Joe.My.God and is from what I gather an annual thing. The evening started with my new, very sexy BFF Andrés and I grabbing some Venezuelan arepas at one of my favorites spots in NYC, Caracas.
Then we headed off to meet the already assembled group at Nowhere Bar (former home of Big Lug, now sort of home to Nothing). Not long after we got there the group moved on to Phoenix, a bar I used to go to every now and then on Wednesdays. Once Andrés and I finished our drink, we moved on to meet them there.
When we arrived, we ran into fellow rugby alum Byrne and someone who claims he has showed me his penis but I was too drunk to remember (if I had a nickle for every time I heard that, I'd have... well, less than a dollar... LOL).
Soon the crowd was off to Dick's, a spot that I have not surprisingly never been to before. It was there that Jorge and Juan caught up with us. We also caught up with Paul and Damian of Big Lug's "Gut" Thursday fame. On the way out of Dick's, we ran into Eric and his sexy friend.
With some arm twisting, I convinced Andrés to continue on with us to Big Lug before wussing out. I hear the place has a sexy, cute and available doorman who works there on Friday nights (tell all your cute, single Latino friends... LOL).
Andrés bagged after Big Lug, but Jorge and Juan along with a few friends we picked up along the way followed the group onto the Boiler Room, a place I have only been to once and that was almost five years ago.
After the appointed time at the Boiler Room had elapsed, what remained of the group moved on to the Cock (which by the way is now in the Hole). Jorge, Juan and I were reluctant to pay a $10 cover charge to get into the Cock, so we checked out Urge briefly and then decided that we would rather grab something to eat. So it was off to Moonstruck Diner.
After some chow, we poured into cabs to go our separate ways and I stumbled in the door at 4-something in the morning and ended up sleeping until 12-something Sunday afternoon.
I know I met some other bloggers but don't recall all their names or URLs. All in all though, it was a fun night spent with a nice group of guys. There were lots of funny stories, which I would like to say I won't repeat, but I probably will at some time in the future. Makes me thankful that I passed up on the gay and lesbian karoke pub crawl for this. Thanks to Joe.My.God for organizing it. I am looking forward to the next one.
Some pics... two are mine and one is borrowed, I think from Joe.My.God (I think I remember him taking it):