The Night "Out"

After visiting the hospital last night to see Slugger's baby, I hurriedly went home to get ready for a night out with ErgoGirl who was in town visiting from London, Ontario.

This generous straight woman volunteered to be my "wing-woman" for an evening at Toronto's infamous lesbian bar/club "Foxy's and Coyote's". The club used to be known as "Pope Joan and The Rose" but back then it was more of a watering hole for the older, butchier, lesbian set. Now under new management, the newly-renovated and rebranded "Foxy's" is home to the hot femmes, and soft butches of the younger set. I was going for the first time since the renovations. So needless to say that I was eagerly anticipating the night. When I got there I was ecstatic. I was among "my people"!

My jaw was to the floor for most of the night just relishing in the knowledge that hot, young, lesbians did truly exist. Some of my friends have likened my newfound zeal and openness towards my orientation to that of a young 16-year-old straight boy discovering girls. I don't deny this at all! It's all so exciting to finally be comfortable with myself and to be able to express it freely. I'm also unsure about what the "rules" are in the gay community, because no matter what people think, it is NOT like dating men. Yes, it was definitely a night of the kid-in-candy-store variety.

ErgoGirl and I had an absolute blast. Just watching the scene was intriguing and so different from straight clubs. We saw transvestites, cute boyish dykes, big burly dykes, hot amazonian lipstick lesbians, and bi-curious girls with their boyfriends scoping the crowd. The couples were as equally diverse. It was cool to see such a cross-section of society all in one room, all sharing one thing: a love of good music, good times, and women... let's not forget the women.

I met some interesting people that night, flirted with a couple of different girls, and felt overall, extremely comfortable. It's odd. I didn't think I'd fit in, that I'd feel awkward, but I don't think I've ever felt more at home than I did that night. I've also discovered that a room full of lesbians is uber-cliquey. It was like chaperoning an elementary school dance where everyone is hanging out in small groups which line the walls. Only a couple of couples were on the dance floor having a good time. It was pretty sad.

Fortunately for me, I'm pretty brazen when it comes to talking to strangers. So I would just walk hobble on over to people and chat them up. The fact that I'm using a cane was a great conversation piece! Hey, it was embarrassing at first, but it helped others to break the ice. The two transvestites I met thought it was a cool fashion accessory! Anyway, it was a great night and I met lots of interesting people and the music was KICK-ASS! There are also two very lovely ladies that I'll be sure to hook up with again very soon!

I think I'm going to have an interesting summer. I can tell.

By the by... does anyone know why anyone would wear a rubber thong? Just curious.