“Remind me… what’s so bad about the Musclebears, again?”

For any of you in San Francisco this weekend for SF Bear Weekend, please be sure to come by the two Bear Central sponsored events.

The main event is the Meet N Greet at the Lookout Bar at 3600 16th Street at Market in San Francisco. There will be lots of drink specials, food and hot bears gearing up for the weekend! Chris and I will be on hand to sell our Bear Central T-shirts for only $15 and we’re donating $5 of every shirt we sell to the Bears of San Francisco.

Last year’s FREE desktop calendar was so popular that I got right to making one for 2012 – and then forgot to post it – but it is only mid-February! I am a rather forgetful bear sometimes. Click through to the post to download your FREE desktop calendar!

I have an idea. Why not start the evening out and get his motor runnin’ first with a snazzy pair of undies. But, not something goofy and frilly that might embarrass you if you choked on a smoked oyster and suddenly had to go to the hospital.

To jump-start this week, let’s just say you get to have your choice of one of these three burly hunks – for one long night of unbridled, bring-it-on-home-to-Jesus, lip-smackin’, belly-bumpin’ monkey sex.

Some people say Marijuana (pot, weed, grass) is harmless. And, yes – in many areas, you can even get medical prescriptions for it, these days. But, as you may have heard, Marijuana tends to be a transitional drug, often leading straight to more dangerous stuff, like sweat pants and Cheetos.

“What the hell is an Otter?”

When, after the third date, somebody says, “You know, it’s just not working for me.” Go ahead and ask him, “Why not? Is it me?” Assuming, of course, that it IS something about you; you deserve to know. You can’t change what you don’t know. And you won’t know unless you ask. He might think you’re a weirdo for pressing him on details (for which you need to prepare yourself, by the way), but, hell… he’s not dating you anymore anyway, so who cares what he thinks, right?

I love this man with every fiber of my being, and he loves me. I hope he moves in with me by summer. But, if he can’t make the move by summer, how long should I wait for the man of my dreams? As it is, we are in a monogamous relationship, so I really miss sex, his sex particularly. I don’t know how much longer I can hold out.

When I see an online profile that uses the expression “straight-acting”, my knee-jerk response is to write to the guy and ask him how “straight” he acts with another man’s tongue (or whatever) in his mouth (or wherever).

From the start, bear-identified magazines and video companies pioneered and celebrated that mentality of celebrating and sexualizing normal, everyday guys.
“He’s a star. He’s a star. And, you can be a star, too.”

Clafoutis is a baked French Dessert of black cherries arranged in a buttered dish, and covered with a thick flan-like batter. The Clafoutis is dusted with powdered sugar and served lukewarm.