Friday, November 22, 2013

Posting 43 Days of "Blog Love": Day 4 ~ "The Scholl Bus" ~

. What was never revealed (until now) was that we were there that night. The night went well and was a lot of fun. The Pirate show was great fun for the kids, the Bellagio fountan show was amazing and the Mirage volcano show was HOT (pun intended).

We all know the mantra  "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas." However I have done some research and found out the statute of limitations is six months, so I am not legally bound to it any more and my conscience will finally be at rest.

After we took the wives and kids back to the campground Jody and I decided to check out some more of the strip. It worked out well as they were tired and Jody and I both had coffee with dinner and were still going.

We got  a cab and went back downtown.We were dropped off across the street from the Monte Carlo Hotel at a club recommended by the cab driver. As we got out of the cab he said we would love it. He smacked his lips and let out a low groan causing Jody and I to look at each other with a questioning look then a shrug of "whatever."

We decided to go have a beer and discuss RV tips and stories. I saw a big sign that said "Every kind of Beer you could Want!" Well, being a "beer snob" I thought cool, maybe I'll be able to get real beer tonight. We walked in and went to the bar. It was your typical club, flashing lights, thumping music, and lots of bodies. It is true, I will put up with a lot for a real good beer.

"OK guys and girls, Its time for the BEAR OFF!" "Lets get all the Bears up here and see what we got."  I looked at Jody and tried to ask, "What the hell are they talking about?" but he was looking around with a look of horror on his face. I reached out to get his attention when suddenly I was grabbed by the arm and pulled toward the stage. "There gonna love you hunny." said the girl that was attached to the iron fist that was dragging me with it. Before I knew what was happening I was on stage looking at a sea of people.

I looked out and around trying to figure out why I was on the stage when I saw the banner on the wall that said "First Annual BEAR OFF! Find a Bear to cuddle with tonight." Down deep in the recesses of my mind I started to recall "Bear." It came to me and I spun around quickly to see about five other men being "escorted" to the stage, along with Jody.

My brain reeled as I looked about and recalled, Bear-A term used by gay men to describe a husky, large man with a lot of body hair. I flashed back to before we came in. I must have had a dyslexic moment outside and saw Beer when it said Bear. Looking out at the crowd I quickly scanned. It was mostly men with a few females, wait, those were Drag queens! A sign on the back wall said "First gay/alternative nightclub on the world famous Las Vegas Strip." I felt the pit of my stomach hit the floor.

The announcer was talking but I couldn't hear anything as I was confused, lost and a little dizzy as I am basically a shy person and don't do well in front of crowds. "Mmmm, Mmmm ,Mmmm, your a luscious one." I heard as my ears cleared out. I looked over and saw Jody standing with a confused look on his face as I am sure mine looked also. The announcer held out the mic and Jody replied "Uh, thanks?" The announcer  then turned to me. " Oh Mamma, What do we have here?"  He looked at me and scanned down. Slowly.
"Is it true?" he asked me.
I couldn't do anything. I stood there in shock.
Is what true? I thought.
"Shall we find out?" he asked the crowd.
As I was thinking "Find out what?"
The crowd roared.
The announcer walked around behind me and I suddenly realized what he was talking about.

You see, I am a Kilt wearer. And tonight was no exception. Not only that, but I had not shaved my beard in over seven months because I had spent the last nine of them behind the "Redwood Curtain" of Northern California. I was wearing my work boots and had a shirt that serendipitously said "Fuzzy Wuzzy" and had an adorable chubby bear on it.

Suddenly I felt a cold sensation creep up the back of my leg. "It IS True Boys!"

The croud roared so loud I thought the walls would crumble.

He moved on to the next three "Bears" then the vote came. Needless to say I won that night. I got fifteen phone numbers, one hotel key and more "kilt checks" than I care to remember. It took Jody and I an hour and a half to get out of there as he won second place. I Think he got a bunch of digits too but I didn't ask, I didn't want to know.

We grabbed the first cab we found and agreed not to mention it to anyone. But, the other day I saw a picture online of the First, Second and Third place winners of the "First Annual Bear Off." I was also invited to come back and crown next years winner. They offered to fly me out and put me up at the Bellagio.

Jody, I have two tickets and a double room. Glen said he was looking forward to seeing you.

As Paul Harvey used to say, "And now you know the rest of the story."

Ok, This was "Liars Post." None of this was true. We were going to meet with the Scholls when they were in Vegas but alas, we could not sync it up and missed each other. 

The Scholl's do have a great blog that we like to read and look forward to meeting up with them and having that beer. Go to their blog The Scholl Bus and give them some love. Tell them the Nomadic Jesters sent you.

Until next time, enjoy the journey.
"Good day"


  1. Omg! Their bid is so cool!! And great story.... You had me! Lol

  2. Thanks for reading, Vicki! I agree, can't wait to see their bus! And glad you enjoyed Hubby's entertaining post! ;)