Sister Bertrille

Last night I had to run over to the Rastro (Castro) to drop off all the BOSF beneficiary files at Jeff's place. It didn't take long to go through and on my way back I decided to stop off at Starbears for a drink and to see who was around. My timing is always off because I run into nobody I know but I ended up meeting a nice guy who's an attorney with the Department of Labor - turns out he's from the South, he'd been everything from a D.A. to a Judge. Big old Bear. That's what I love about the Bear community - there's always someone new and interesting to meet.

Also saw Jonathan Straley driving up in his hot little convertible up 18th Street. That man is so woofy and a super talented interior designer.

After coffee I headed back home and ran into a friend of Bob's who was obviously out with a date. I greeted them Hello on the street, got into my car and drove off. I didn't mention it to Bob when I got home as I had a million other things I had to take care of. This morning I got a phone call from said friend who said "I hope you didn't mention to Bob that I was in the Castro last night."

"Actually, I didn't but why would it matter?"

"Well, I normally don't.....I don't date on that side of town."

Christ, typical A-gay.

"What the fuck?"

"I'd appreciate your discretion, especially about the young man I was with."

"Did you have to pay for his services?" I asked.

He hung up.

Aha.

Oh, please.