My Dear Sweet Baby Lesbian Sisters

Memorial Day has come to an end! The baby lesbians who invaded our lovely hamlet by the bay have now left and are nursing hangovers and tending to their fighting wounds. Commercial Street is being cleaned of paper cups, beer bottles and vomit. Seriously.

I just got home from yet another “Showgirls” and writing this blog for you. In regards to commerce, the business owners I talked to said the weekend went well for them.

The weekend was fun filled and wild with screaming lesbians and something new that I never saw. As throngs of women came to town Thursday afternoon, so did quite a few young gay boys. It was a very interesting mix and the two visiting groups seemed to cohabitate quite nicely. In fact, some of these young boys actually came with their lesbian sisters.

So with the excitement of the Memorial Day Weekend where do I begin? Lets start with Miss Richfield. We saw her Saturday night. This year her show is completely different than the usual. She has incorporated her gift of improvisation into her performance making it fresh and off the cuff. There is some repeat material, as she seems to always inject in the show, but most of it is new. Check her out. It is worth the ticket price.

My friends Laurie and Elaine were in a dreadful car accident heading here Thursday night. They were rear ended on Route 6 by a truck that must have been going close to 100 mph. Thank goodness they are OK. The car is completely totaled.

There was a nice ceremony today in front of town hall. Veterans spoke about those who passed before us. A band played patriotic songs.

Other happenings this weekend include the fact that I decided to delve into the scary subculture world of leather. I’m pretty vanilla and proud of it. However, “nothing ventured nothing gained, as long as it doesn’t hurt anyone,” is my motto for life. So my friend Rich, who is another equal gay conservative decided to try it with me. We went to MG Leather where my friend John hooked us up with some basic leather apparel. Mark guided us along as well so credit must be given.

I sported calf high black lace up leather boots, dark blue jeans, thick black belt, a strap that state troopers wear across their chest (I’m not sure what it is called) and a Tom of Finland t-shirt with a boot print on it. Needless to say I did get plenty of attention at The Paramount Vault at Large (music was freaking awesome! And I think I ended up on the box) then later at Purgatory (not my scene...I left early and went home). Throughout the night I ran into some clients and friends whose mouths dropped to the floor when they saw me. Overall it was pretty exciting. However, I am more of a poster vanilla leather guy than the hard core type.

Food wise… my friend John will be writing the restaurant critiques starting this week. We’re calling it "Table for Three." We hit up the Red Inn. On other nights Rich, Mark and I ate at The Post Office Café ... 5 monuments ...The Burger Queen, which is a burger shack ... 5 monuments. Café Heaven for breakfast ... 5 monuments. Bubulas for lunch ... 5 monuments.

Anyhow… summer has definitely started. The streets returned to a calm this evening shortly before Showgirls. Have a safe week and I’ll catch you later. Please take time this week to pause and remember your loved ones who have passed on before you. If you want to send me and email or wish that I post your response to my blog … email mike.dubour@verizon.net.