weenie roast 2: electric boogaloo

Ready to roast some more weenies, yo? Yes, I will once again embark on assembling the queer blogging community together for some camaraderie, booze and charred meat/meat-free alternatives. This year, however, I will not be so foolish as to schedule the event in the middle of July on a metal rooftop deck. I'm thinking September might be ideal. Date/location and all other details still TK but if you have any ideas or want to help plan this year's event, please email me.

More to come!

'cause if i was an oscar meyer weiner...

Thanks again to everyone who came to the first-ever Weenie Roast! I had no idea what to expect in terms of turnout but hot damn, we represented! Give yourselves a high five.

It was awesome to see everyone mingling, socializing and getting to know each other. No poor souls were neglected and shunted off to the side looking all forlorn and rejected. You know, kind of like how I felt during my college years when dragged by my friends to all those miserable bars in Jersey (with the exception of the venerable Aldo's, God rest him, er, it?)...

But everyone at the Weenie Roast was all social and cool like Fonzie even though it was hotter than... uh... you know, something really hot.

Sorry. I'm still tired. Work with me here.

I'd like to give a wee shout out to Helen the Felon, my co-conspirator in yesterday's shenanigans. Sadly, she was unable to join us but she was there in spirit. Helen, you were missed, like, a lot and stuff. Get well soon and get your sweet ass back to NYC so we can be irresponsible and inappropriate together tout de suite.

Here's the list of attendees* so y'all can schmooze/stalk/spam each other:

:: Annie

:: Big D

:: Bird on the Wire NYC

:: Cheryl B

:: Christine

:: Confessions of a Southern Boy in Yankee Land, aka my future showtune karaoke duet partner. FYI, get me drunk enough and I'll attempt "Another Hundred People." Sondheim, yo. Because I'm hardcore like that.

:: Crash and Byrne

:: Evan (Honorary Lesbian)

:: Gena

:: Haviland

:: House of Jero

:: Hyperdonut

:: JC and Marisa, two of my most favorite people ever

:: Joe.My.God.

:: The Lovely Jess (Honorary Lesbian and original Rug Rat)

:: The Lunar Gemini

:: Paul

:: Phoebe's Phather

:: Post No Bills

:: Royspeaking

:: Rusty's Balcony, undisputed winner of the Longest Distance Traveled Award. Rusty came all the way from Austin, TX for this soiree. Makes me misty, it does.

:: See My Briefs

:: Stephanie (Honorary Lesbian)

:: Surplus (Honorary Lesbian)

:: This Girl Called Automatic Win

:: Tina-cious, winner of the Most Gracious Deflection of a Pick-up Line by an Aging Lesbian Wearing a T-Shirt with a Double Entendre on It Award. Tina smiled and explained her marital status (to House of Jero) whereas I begged off with a story about being in some cult which required me to take part in orgies with various reporters on the NY1 news team. FYI, George Whipple? Surprisingly well hung. You know what they say about the size of a man's unibrow...

:: Uffish Thoughts

:: Zaedryn

:: Zeebahtronic and L

Thanks to Cattyshack for hosting us. And thank you all again for coming! At the very least, I hoped for a modest showing but you exceeded my expectations and then some. So, thanks. I'd love to do it again soon, preferably when it's not so hot and I don't look all clammy and pitted in every photo. So, how about we reconvene in the fall? Suggestions welcome!


* If I inadvertently left anyone off the list, I sincerely apologize. Just let me know and I'll right my wrong ASAP.

digestion

I am pleased to report that the Weenie Roast went off without a hitch. Sure, it was hot as balls up on the roof deck and based on the way I soaked through my shirt, I really should by all rights rename myself Schweaty McArmpits. Lawdy, do I perspire.

But gnarly glandular issues aside, it was awesome. I met loads of cool new people and reconnected with plenty of familiar faces. I had a great time and want to thank everyone for schlepping out to Brooklyn on such a hot day. I'll post a proper recap with names later but for now, I need to go hump my air conditioner.

Before I go do dirty dirty things to my Fedders window unit, here are a few pictures I took. Forgive the paltry number but my batteries crapped out early into the evening because, like a dumb ass, I forgot to charge them. I'm sure there are other photos floating around out there that will be posted before long.

P.S. I'm a bit tired and tipsy at the moment so if I screwed up/forgot any names in the photo descriptions, help a sister out and add them in the comments on Flickr. Please and thank you! More to come...

weenie roast: faq

REMINDER: Tomorrow is the first-ever Weenie Roast! Mmm... barbecued meat substitute.

I thought I'd take this opportunity to address a few questions and/or clear up any confusion.

1. Can I bring anything to the Weenie Roast?
Just your hot selves... plus cash, your I.D. and a digital camera for blackmailing purposes. Um, I mean posterity...

While it's lovely of you to ask, you do NOT have to bring burgers, hot dogs, bean dip, chips, a George Foreman Grill, etc. We're technically attending Cattyshack's weekly Beer Bust which means I will not be cooking shit, nor will I be wearing a chef's hat or an apron that says "Kiss the Cook." Although, that would be kind of cute, come to think of it...

The bar does all the supplying and grilling. If you want to stuff your face all day, you pay $15 at the bar and you'll be hooked up with a wristband that grants you unlimited access to the grill and certain beer taps. Sayeth the fine folks at Cattyshack:

$15 all u can eat & drink! Vegetarian and meat eater options, pasta, salad, and more! Miller Lite and Cattyshack Brew pints. $5 featured Margarita! 2pm-9pm. No Cover.

If you're a wine or mixed drink lover, those beverages are not covered in the $15 but you can still get your fix at the bar.

2. What's the dress code?
Flannel shirts layered over Lilith Fair t-shirts, high-waisted pegged jeans and Birkenstocks, of course. No exceptions.

No seriously, wear whatever you want. As long as you're rocking a shirt and some form of footwear, you'll be allowed entry.

3. Where the bar at, yo?
It's on 4th Avenue in Park Slope, Brooklyn (map). It's less than a block away from the Union Street stop on the R train. Check out HopStop to chart your subway or bus route.

4. How will I find you merry band of weenie roasters?
If you're really concerned about locating us, just email me and I'll make arrangements with you. But the roof deck is large enough to accommodate a big crowd but not so big that you'll be wandering around in a panic trying to locate us. I'll be the tall, Irish/Scottish-looking broad with the head o' curls.

Also, we'll have several men in attendance so we should be an easy group to spot in a lesbian bar. Just follow the glare of the super hard-core penis-eschewing types.

Any other questions/concerns, please let me know. I'm looking forward to meeting all of you tomorrow!

on work and roastin' weenies

I'm officially into week 2 of the new job. So far, still so good. I'm working long hours but once I get the hang of the things, I can manage my time better. Kindly bear with my blog neglect until I'm back in the occupational comfort zone. Translation: When I feel comfortable enough to slack.

Reminder! The Weenie Roast is almost upon us!! Are you coming? Here's the info:

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When: Sunday, July 15, 4PM - ???
Where: Roof Deck at Cattyshack
249 4th Avenue, Brooklyn;
(between President & Carroll Streets)
Directions & more info: cattyshackbklyn.com

Gay boys, breeders and non-bloggers (oh my) welcome!

UPDATED: Weenie Roast: FAQ

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Attending: Me, duh; The Ninth Circle of Helen; Surplus; Joe.My.God., Tina-cious; House of Jero; Post No Bills: New York Adventures in Banality; NY Radical; Zeebahtronic; Babs' Travels; This Girl Called Automatic Win; Meanwhile; The Misadventures of an Adult Onset Athlete; Hyperdonut; Royspeaking; Confessions of a Southern Boy in Yankee Land; Rusty's Balcony; Crash and Byrne; Uffish Thoughts; Blind Cavefish; Cheryl B; Kelli Dunham; See My Briefs; The Lunar Gemini

Let me know if you're coming and I'll link to you. Spread the word! Danke und bitte.

pot pourri

So, remember back a month or two ago when I mentioned a possible poaching? Well, it's official -- I've been been poached. Um, to clarify, it's not in the salmon or eggs sense. No no. See, I've decided to let the river run. I poured myself myself cup of ambition and gave a big ol' "fuck you" to putting cover sheets on the TPS reports.

In other words, I quit my job.

A former manager called me up a little over a month ago with a business proposition. Long story short, I'm officially rescued from days of cubicle-dwelling in close proximity to cheese-cutting consultants. Bless her.

So yes, I've gots me a new job (starting Monday). It's in the same building so my commute, benefits and the rest of that junk stay the same. That whole different elevator bank thingy will be quite a challenge next week but other than that, most of my creature comforts will remain intact and for that, I'm grateful.

This past Tuesday was my last day at my previous job. Because I've been sickly the past month, I haven't been all that fond of the drink and as a result, my tolerance has taken a serious hit. I had a few Blue Moons the other night and well, I was lit. Just ask The Lovely Jess since she was the victim, er, I mean, recipient of a bit of drunken emailing. Here's an excerpt from the email I sent:

"no t drinkin gfor two weeks made me a lightweighsst. ha ha ha ha. i'm hammmerrdd."

I'm scary -- and overly fond of consonants -- when I'm drunk.

Changing gearrrrrrrs slightly... Here's a scan of a postcard the parents just sent me from Scotland:

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There's nothing noteworthy about it other than I think it's funny that my parents don't bother to send me scenic postcards. I used to go to Scotland all the time as a kid so I know from heather, thistle and Shetland cows. I appreciate the landscape, mind you, but been there, done that. I dig it that they appeal to my sense of humor instead. Need further proof? Here's the card they sent me last year:

Ha ha ha. I love my parents.

In other news, the list of attendees for the Weenie Roast is growing! Come out and join us. If you're feeling sheepish about meeting a bunch of strangers, just send me an email and I'll talk you into it. I'm very persuasive. All -- queer and otherwise -- are welcome. See you on the 15th!

change o' date for the weenie roast

Greetings! The date for the first-ever Weenie Roast has been changed to Sunday, July 15.

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When: Sunday, July 15, 4PM - ???
Where: Roof Deck at Cattyshack
249 4th Avenue, Brooklyn;
(between President & Carroll Streets)
Directions & more info: cattyshackbklyn.com

UPDATED: Weenie Roast: FAQ

Thanks!

weenie roast

Whatcha doing on Sunday, July 8 15? Join me and a few of my fellow GLBT bloggers for a laid-back evening of blog talk, burgers and booze at Cattyshack here in beautiful Brooklyn, NY.

I'm totally taking a page from (aka biting off) the venerable Joe.My.God.'s wildly successful Blarg Hop here. Joe has proven on several occasions that bloggers + alchohol = good times, good times. I have first-hand knowledge of this as I attended the Blarg Hop in February. 'Twas a hoot. In fact, there is photographic evidence of me making a dirty, filthy gesture and if my mama ever saw it, she'd say, "What's that you're doing with your hand? Shazbot?" And then when informed of the actual non-Mork and Mindy meaning, she would disown me tout de suite.

And no, you cannot see it.

Because I said so, that's why. Now drop it.

But I digress, the get-together was so much fun and it provided the opportunity for many a mutual admiration society to come face-to-face.

Since the kick-ass Helen the Felon and I were frequently the lone vaginas at these soirees, we decided that the gay female blogging community in the NYC area needed to represent. And thus, we bring you the first-ever Weenie Roast...

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When: Sunday, July 8 15, 4PM - ???
Where: Roof Deck at Cattyshack
249 4th Avenue, Brooklyn;
(between President & Carroll Streets)
Directions & more info: cattyshackbklyn.com

Gay boys, breeders and non-bloggers (oh my) welcome!

UPDATED: Weenie Roast: FAQ

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Attending: Me, duh; The Ninth Circle of Helen; Surplus; Joe.My.God., Tina-cious; House of Jero; Post No Bills: New York Adventures in Banality; NY Radical; Zeebahtronic; Babs' Travels; This Girl Called Automatic Win; Meanwhile; The Misadventures of an Adult Onset Athlete; Hyperdonut; Royspeaking; Confessions of a Southern Boy in Yankee Land; Rusty's Balcony; Crash and Byrne; Uffish Thoughts; Blind Cavefish; Cheryl B; Kelli Dunham; See My Briefs; The Lunar Gemini

Let me know if you're coming and I'll link to you. Oh, and pass it on and stuff!

Thanks!