What a weekend! There were long dog walks on the Katy Trail, new restaurants, drag shows, and lots of new friends from all over the world.
There was John from Arkansas, Matt from Boston, Walter from Chicago, Carlos from Mexico, Victor, Geoffroy, and Kenneth – all from France… no one seems to be from Dallas, but so many people wind up here.
Well, except for Ty.
Ty is from Dallas. He’s the exception.
The large number of recent arrivals is why it is so easy to meet people in Dallas.
Most people are new and open to making new friends. It feels silly to point that out, but this is a huge contrast to Minnesota, where the saying was “A Minnesotan will give you directions to anywhere except their house.”
A full article about that is here, and my whining is here.
Pride flags hang over JR’s bar in Oak Lawn.
Having dinner at Ai Sushi in Oak Lawn (in the iLume building.)
The friendliness backfired this weekend.
We met one group of people at JR’s. Introductions were made, and people discussed where they came from and what they did for work.
Jack: “I am a Walmart manager.”
Me: “Oh that is so interesting! Our friend Jill works at Walmart too! I think she was Cedar Springs Taphouse. Let me text her.”
Jack: “Oh great…”
Jill arrives and Jack looks alarmed.
Jill: “Hi Jack, I heard that you are telling people that you’re a manager now. What store?”
Jack: “Oh… in Plano.”
Jill: “That’s funny. Isn’t that the same store that fired you 5 years ago for stealing iPads?”
Jack flees. The group just stands there in deliciously awkward silence.
Luckily, the rest of the weekend was less dramatic.
Ingrid the Labradoodle, being a rebel.
Flowers and candles at the Orlando / Pulse memorial in Oak Lawn.
Krystal Summers performing at the S4 Drag Show.
Gunter the Chiweenie passed out after a long day of napping.
The barista at Starbucks had trouble spelling my name.
The event space / shared kitchen at the iLume Apartments.
The new Cedar Grove restaurant in Oak Lawn – at the site of the former DISH restaurant.
A charity event at the Round-up Saloon hosted by Steve Kemble.
In Which I Contradict Myself
Remember when I mentioned that everyone is friendly in Dallas? Well, that’s true, but the gays still judge.
We had a little judgmental moment during brunch at the Taphouse. Next to us was a couple – a middle-aged man with a guy in his mid-20’s.
The older man goes to the restroom and the waiter approaches.
Waiter: “Ready for the check?”
Younger guy: “Yes.”
Waiter: “Split check or together?”
Younger guy: “I am too pretty to pay for food.”
Us:
If only we were all so lucky.
Note: The title of this blog post was shamelessly stolen from Jakey. Some names have been changed to protect the innocent.
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