The Blue Fucker

I recently reconnected with my friend Aron and went to he and his husband's baby-shower Saturday here in Chicago... and then just so happened to make a pit-stop at C-Street on my Sunday-Funday Tour de Champaign and it made me super nostalgic.  When I was 17 my freshman year of college, I moved in with a friend who introduced me to Aron, who was still in HighSchool.  

I lived 1 block away from C-Street (Champaign's only gay bar), and he would sneak us in to go to Drag shows with him (as we were all underage) and dance the night away.  Usually a big group of us would go, but one night when it was just he and I, I confided to him that I wanted to explore my sexuality.  I ended up having a one night stand with an uber butch woman who had the softest skin and woke up the next morning feeling like I might actually be gay.  I never called her but see her around from time to time and wonder if she even remembers who I am.  I spent some time questioning my sexuality but continued dating men, until I met my first girlfriend a couple of years later.

Anyway, drag night at C-Street was always my favorite thing about Champaign when I was younger.  The place would be packed full of such an array of people.  To this day, if I go there I always order a "Blue Fucker", a drink that Aron and I would order when we were younger.  I experienced love and heartache there.  And as much as I love thinking about so many good memories, the place is really a shit hole, haha.  But, it will always be the best place in town to dance!

Clink-Clink, Loves!