So, yeah. Yesterday was my birfday.

I wanted to do something for Saturday, so I would have a recovery time buffer. I was originally thinking about going fishing or sailing, something water related and meditative to ease my depressive angsty feelings lately. Watching the weather reports throughout the week, it looked like less desirable an option with the scattered thunderstorms increasing as Saturday approached.

So Saturday morning comes and I crawl out of bed around 11am and make coffee and get contemplating a new battle plan as the rains pour down outside. I got my present from Kuppy early, which was a new LG android phone that's quick and responsive as opposed to my last Samsung that was all buggy-freezy-crashy. So I hooked it up to compy and got busy playing and customizing. Looking around for something to do on the webs, I am reminded of the Flamingo Gay Resort up in St. Petersburg. It had been open for almost 2 years now since the old run-down Suncoast of similar design was tore down right up the street. The place has 6 bars, a restaurant, a big pool, and is a hotel, so no need to drive anywhere.

Dropped off the dog at her daycare/boarding place, and hit a nearby Goodwill looking for any "fab finds". Then stopped at a buffet for lunch. When I was little, there was a Duff's Buffet in a nearby town in Michigan. I remember going there frequently with my grandparents before they closed down, the mall became abandoned as new ones built up, and went through their own similar life cycles. After we moved to Florida, the next town over was home to the founders of the chain and they had a popular location there, and recently moved into a larger building of a failed Chinese buffet. So...amazing! After intense episode of gluttony, onward to St. Pete.

The place was smaller than expected, but still interesting. Two outside bars, a little tiki bar and a larger cabana bar, main bar, sports bar, dance club, and a dark dungeon/leather bar. Checked into the room and chilled a bit poolside, they had a bartender auction hosted by Ongina from RuPaul's Drag Race. It was entertaining to watch, but being a charity fundraiser the anty was too rich for my blood. Otherwise I told Kuppy we should bid on a bartender and use the 2 hours time to parade him around the resort in a diaper on collar/leash. >:3

I changed into a flashy Goodwill score uber-gay shirt and my new purple sparkly studded collar and we commenced the bar hopping. Obviously, we hit up the lil dark dungeon place the most, hitting up the inner places with decent air-conditioning to cool off in intervals of roaming. The bartenders at the places were stingy about giving out the birthday shots, except for the last place we hit up. It helped that the bartender there recognized us from the little Sarasota gay bar doing our Wednesday night karaoke gig. The older couple sitting there had overheard, and bought the next round. (Enter the point in the late night where Muira gets dizzy.)

Other random highlights of the evening included: getting pulled around a corner to try on a leather harness, because a guy wasn't sure he was putting it on his boyfriend correctly, a guy in a mermaid tail being dumped into the pool and swimming around, and a compulsive masterbater guy in swim trunks wandering around from place to place with a hand down them fapping to literally everything he saw.

So, yesterday we got some breakfast and with time to kill on the way home before we could pick up the dog, we stopped at a flea market, then a huge pawn shop, and Sam Ash for browsing time. Overall, it was definitely a chill time to remember.

Back home at night, I vegged out totally, and Kuppy did the homemade Italian cooking thing making ravioli with shrimp in a yummy vodka sauce.

TL:DR A rundown of weekend events. ..and now I am old :p