Houston: Nightlife & BBQ Cookoff

This weekend was the start of a birthday week for me. My birthday is actually tomorrow, February 28, but I started the celebration early this year. I made my way to Houston this past weekend for food, booze, and fun with some of my closest friends and confidants. Friday night I hit Midtown Houston with my friends Becky and Lizzy. These two girls are a couple of the best girlfriends that a gay can have. I ALWAYS have a fantastic time with both of them, and the best part is once the laughter starts, it never stops.

Some of my favorite memories from the weekend: Tarquitos, $10 cover for guys, "Your boobs are huge", "There is an hour wait, but even as cute as I am?"(said by a hideous girl), "Sir, is there really an hour wait?", I lost my keys at the George R. Brown Convention Center, "I have to say that I do like Lexie, but Alice is another story", Benji, I thought you were an axe murderer, Why does she have that around her neck?, DAMN she looks old in that picture, We have to get to the club because we only have 20 minutes until last call, "Um, I said no eggs on my tarquito", "this sausage burns, and not in a good way", "I love what you haven't done with your walls", and there are SO many more that I can't even think of right now.

Thanks for the memories girls!

Saturday, we went to Reliant Stadium for the BBQ cookoff and hung out with Mark and Jason. It was SO much fun. We are for sure going back next year. Our first stop was at the Lee County tent, where Idalia, Carrie, Laura, Becky, and the rest of their crew were hanging out eating DELICIOUS food and drinking beer.

Here is a picture of Laura, Me, Carrie, & Idalia. These girls are some crazy fun, SO SO FUNNY, and I LOVE LOVE LOVE all of them!

At some point, Idalia gave me her cherry. YUM!

This was some random hot guy that wandered into their tent. Carrie, Hot Guy, & Becky.

This guy was HUGE. My gentle giant. Can't remember his name, but I am 6'2" and he was well over a foot taller than me and his foot was the size of my Jeep. This is Jason and me on the train ride back to the hotel. We went out Saturday night, but during an exchange of my camera from me to Mark, it got dropped on the floor of the train and quit working until the next day, so I have no pictures from Saturday night, but it was a fun night that included a gay country bar, a dark and scary leather bar full of...something, and me tracking dog shit into my new friend Al's Jeep. Sorry Al!