Friday, February 12, 2010

I wanna make love in this club...oops

"Being gay is not a lifestyle choice, coming out is."
~Travis Brown(me)~

So the past couple days have been slightly crazy.

Mainly just going out last night.
A fraternity from here at UofM-Flint had what is called a Stop Light party at a local bar downtown.  Now, for those who do not know what a stop light party is I can explain it fairly well.  The night consists of everybody wearing either Green, Yellow, or Red.  The colors of  a traffic light.  All the colors have a meaning that lets everyone know where they stand relationship wise.  Red means that you are in a relationship, and you are not looking for anything but to go out with friends and have fun.  Yellow means that you are unsure, or in a complicated situation, and while you are not technically taken, you are not technically single either.  ie: it's complicated. Finally, Green, means that you are single and ready to mingle, or DTF.  Lol, just in case you do not know what that is, DTF means Down To F***!
Anyways, I wore green. Obviously, I am single.
I also drank enough to get me nice and tipsy, and totally happy with life.  Which is not that much since I lost my tolerance.  Anyways, we get to the bar, and I immediately start mingling with everyone I know, which is actually most of everyone there...not trying to brag.
Well, I absolutely felt like dancing so that is what I did.  Going out to the dance floor with most of my girl friends, ahaha, we danced and had a good time.
Going into the night, you will see me standing by the bar talking to a couple guy friends of mine.  This went on for quite a while.  Found out my roommates from last year talk about me somewhat.  They don't say anything that I did not already know. It was good to know they talk though, it makes me feel famous.
While talking to these guys, a guy walks up, looks me dead in the eyes, and asks:
"What color are you wearing?"
I replied "Green"
"Are you gay?"
"We're dancing."
So as we walk onto the floor I get his name.
Dancing was where I finally let loose.  Now, when I dance with girls, I can get pretty fun, but never like anything when I am dancing with a man.  I can just be myself so much better with them. and I really mean I let loose when I say I let loose.  There was making out, and groping, and amazing dancing, and just a whole hell of a lot of dancing.  It was pretty fun.  I am glad I got to for real dance for a moment.
No, I did not go home with him, and no he did not leave with me.  I am not that big of a whore.  I need to know more than a name to take a person home.
It was great though.

I also just want to say, that I am currently watching the Opening Ceremony of the 2010 Winter Olympics in Vancouver, and I am thoroughly impressed.  It is magnificent.  I am not sure if it is going to be better than Beijing, but it is definitely awe inspiring.  It is unfortunate that these events are preceded by the death of a Georgian man while on a trial run in the Luge.  My heart goes out to everyone who knows him.

Thanks for reading!!!


  1. Thanks for translating DTF and explaining the stoplight party concept. DId you get mystery guys number to call him later?

  2. Unfortunately I did not. But I know his name, and his ex, and some of his friends, so if I want to I can go after that, but I am actually going after someone else right now, so I am going to see where that goes.