Ass Deep in Lube

The gods must think me their play toy. Two weeks ago, I went to the Pride Idol competition (like American Idol, but for Houston fags) at Guava Lamp. We watched everyone sing, and someone got kicked off (tho not the person i was hoping would). Then, when everything was said and done, they had a raffle drawing. There were 3 prizes: Some Sky vodka, some wine, and a small basket with 50 travel size bottles of ID lube. You know, lube ... *cough* I laughed because -- really now -- what am I going to do with lube?

Sunday was the Houston Pride Kick-Off party at the museum of natural science. Lots of people there. Josh Duffy performed, and the oh-so-talented Alan Lett performed as well. So Eric, Frankie, Alan, Korey, and I all hung out for a while, and the drinks were way strong. So I was quite buzzed by the end. There was, of course, another raffle that evening with bigger prizes, like flights on southwest. So i bought 8 raffle tickets.

Wouldn't you know that I wouldn't win the damn flights. What DID I win?

Lube. Lots and Lots of lube.

And not just lube ... FLAVORED lube. Strawberry-Kiwi, Cherry, Banana, Mint (*ugh*), Peach, and Bubble Gum. Why someone would want mint-flavored ass is beyond me

Anyway, it was nice evening. I got to spend some time talking with Korey and getting to know him better. Although, he seemed considerably more excited about the lube than I was ..........

So, back to the gods. Why can't I ever win something practical? Like a car or a house? Or geez, I'd even settle for the lottery. Why's it always gotta be lube!? And worse -- MINT LUBE. *sigh* Maybe I should hold my OWN raffle and resell this stuff...