May 26, 2009

  • a.warm.reception

    Pooter’s always been an interesting one, whether she’s getting run out of Scotland because of false rumors that she was sleeping with a fellow teacher’s hubby, or going off to live in Myanmar (the country formerly known as Burma) in the midst of a political uprising.

    So it shouldn’t have shocked me as much as it did when she texted me that she was getting married. To a nice Brit boy named Craig. Who she met while vacationing in England over Yuletide.

    We’ve been a bit out of touch, but this still wasn’t the type of message I was expecting. Of course Duke and I join her for the impromptu pseudo-reception in the lounge at Wildfire the day after she and Craig tied the knot at the justice of the peace.

    I came straight from the IML Leather Mart, so I had on my sleeveless sweatshirt with SCUM written on it. Luckily, Pooter was tickled with my outfit. Duke was all, “And here I was worried about being under-dressed.”

    We hang out with Pooter’s coworkers, including the stunning and superfun Mary Ann and her husband, Linus Roach. Okay, so it’s not really Linus Roach, but damn if he's not a spitting image. I guess Linus is on “Law & Order,” but I don’t watch that, so I told him I only know him from playing a gay priest. He nodded, rolling with the punches.

    I regale the table with pix of bondage and other fetishes, while Pooter tells us how they couldn’t decide what porno flick to rent in the hotel room, so she opted for the “megapack,” which gave them access to 30 titles, including one that was GILF-themed (think “granny”).

    So we laughed and had a great time, and I wish Miz Lindsey the best (oh wait! she has a new last name now, though I don’t recall what it is) in this, her newest crazy adventure.