When did drinking tea become so sexual?

Last night I had another boy’s night experience. I thought I was just going with the Man from Xeno, and maybe one of his friends, but it turned out that JT was going to join us as well. Honestly, if I had known before hand that he was going to join us, I probably wouldn’t have gone. It’s not really that I have anything against JT, he is a nice guy, but there was this conversation, well no, a statement, about me to one of our other friends… It wasn’t really nice, and was one of those comments that really didn’t need to be made. Anyway, it got back to me, of course (as that was the point of the comment), and now, I just don’t go out of my way to spend time with him. I’d make a comment, but it’s not super nice, and I’m trying to be politically correct. So, no comment is necessary.

Anyhoo, Xeno and his friend were pretty toasty when I went to Xeno’s house to pick him up. I think that was supposed to make for a more exciting trip, but I’m not sure… So, I piled the boys into the car and drove up to the Beach Chalet. It’s at the point where Golden Gate Park meets the Pacific Ocean. As we were driving down the Great Highway, almost as we drove up to the venue, lightning stuck in the distance. It was so beautiful! It really lit up the sky. I was very amused by the fact that the lights on the Great Highway are set up to always be red. I had to stop at every single light. I don’t know if it was that I was driving too fast, or if they had sensors to trip the lights to make them go green. Anyway, Xeno was irritated with them, I thought it was funny.

When we arrived at our destination, I was amazed. My god what a beautiful venue. Inside the building are these beautiful mosiacs and frescos. They pictured what Golden Gate Park was in the late 1800’s. So pretty, and well maintained. The restaurant itself had a beautiful fire, and all the outside walls were glass. Had there been a bit of light, I bet it was beautiful… As it was, it was pitch black outside. You really couldn’t see past the building. There was a very furry dog hanging around outside, an Australian Shepard I think. I was dying to go pet it, but it was so cold outside. It’s been freezing over night here. Much colder than this resettled California girl is used to. Lucky for me there was hot tea on the drink menu. I had two. I find that if you get hot tea, you get the bonus of a hand warmer with your hot tea. It was great!

We found a nice table where we could watch the band. Actually, I really enjoyed them. The Shitones is a surf band. I’ve never seen them before, but I found the music well played and the atmosphere wonderful. I kinda wished that we had been nearer to the fire place, but all those seats were taken. Oh well.

Eventually, the boys ordered some food. I was hoping for the french fries, onion strings, beer batter bread and cupcake pair, but they ordered tuna tartar, cheveche, mussels and macaroni and cheese. I don’t think they were expecting the mac and cheese, but it looked yummy. I don’t like seafood as a rule, so I didn’t partake. I’m really not into raw seafood. Eww. Just not for me. I think it worked out well. I didn’t need to eat anything anyway. I had a pretty nice dinner at home.

As the evening progressed, the conversation of course turned sexual. Involving tea bags. Granted, I did order tea. Orange spice tea. And I know about this thing, the tea bag thing. I saw Graham Norton talking to John Waters one day. Talking about just such a situation. It got big laughs from the audience. So, when Xeno brought it up, I knew what he was talking about… And when he brought up doing this tea bag thing to JT, I thought it was funny. I even egged him on saying that I’d love to witness it. But, what was even more funny than the conversation? When Xeno picked up my used tea bags, and hit himself on the forehead with them! The bags still had a bit of liquid in them, and they dripped on him. I was dying from laughter. Xeno could just say, “I can’t believe I just did that!” Amusing, and a visual aid that I’m not really sure I needed to see. Hmm. I bet I’ll never see the real thing anyway, unless I happen to take a liking to internet p*rn. Either that or Xeno and JT invite me to watch on their next attempt.  I doubt either is going to happen.

When it was time to go home, said boys were pretty rowdy. Jumping on each other, pushing each other. Boy stuff. I was just cold. I power walked to the car. Honestly, I contemplated leaving them out there in the cold, just for a minute. I hopped in, and locked the doors. I couldn’t do it. How mean is it to leave 3 drunk boys out next to the ocean on a freezing cold night? Yeah, that’s what I thought.

However, when Xeno went back inside to give one of his friends a Surf Coasters poster, I moved the car. We then watched him walk back to where the car was. Let him look around a bit. He didn’t see us. Hmm. I beeped, I’m not thinking he saw me, so I picked him up. I think he might have dented my car when he banged on it. I hope not.

The drive back was pretty quiet. 2 snoring boys, one in the front, one in the back. I eventually made it to my house about 12:30 or so. All in all, it was a good night. Next time I’m bringing Jessica along. She might like it too!