Confessions of a Carpet Licker
Just last weekend, I watched LSU defeat Texas A&M in softball and a total of four college basketball games in their entirety. It was a perfectly relaxing way to enjoy my weekend.
Whenever I tell friends that New Orleans needs a sports themed gay bar, it is ALWAYS met with stone silence. You would have thought I farted. They are like, "WHY? Are you a lesbian?" I am like, "No. I just like sports."
Atlanta has WOOFS and it is not overrun by lesbians. In fact, I always see nothing but butch men there that share my love of sports. Of course, the only annoying thing is that they are ardent supporters of the Georgia Bulldogs and Atlanta Falcons. I am all LSU Tigers and New Orleans Saints.
I am still on my "SAY NO TO ALCOHOL" policy since last weekend's Tequila adventure. I am NOT being a hypocrite. I just think being in a sports bar surrounded by my best buds would be more fun than another drag show.
Is this anyone else's idea of a good time? Or am I just a lesbian trapped in a gay man's body?