This weekend is our bear club’s annual ‘convention’, called Phurfest.

 

Someone and I will check into the hotel and stay the weekend there, despite it being in town. Driving to/from the convention is time consuming and we get home too late/miss out on some things.

 

We will spend most of the weekend helping out, running errands and manning the hospitality centre. I prefer this sort of activity to the scheduled events or sitting by poolside.

I am not very good at sitting still.

 

I haven’t been to similar Bear Club party weekends, so I don’t have any comparison to ours. I suspect we are one of the tamer ones. We will have a few bar events, a dinner with entertainment, and some poolside activities. There will be a lot of food. We will have a silent auction for charity. Someone and I contributed a basket of imperial tid-bits.

 

At last report, reservations are down compared to past years, probably from the economy. People have to pay more to get here, either by flying or by driving. We are getting more ‘locals’ this year.

 

This year’s soiree has a science-fiction theme. Last year’s theme was cowboys AKA “Bearnanza”.  Each year we announce what is next year’s theme, and my proposal turns out to be the winner! ; a Roman theme titled Ursus Maximus.

Togas, gladiators, and slave auctions….the mind boggles.

 

So I don’t know if I will have access or time to blog much this weekend.

 

Perhaps I can read blogs during the late night shift between 12-2AM, provided there are no late night bears in need of hospitality…..

 

oooh I am talking scandal!