Waiting for A Squeeze Like That

(Photos courtesy of Hip Latina….)

These past 2 days it has just been 2 hot.  Too hot for me.  Me no likey.  So naturally when it gets like this, the only thing I can think about is Halloween.  That’s just the way I roll.  I remember one year, I was visiting San Francisco.  It was October 31, 1997.  I had just moved back to San Diego.  I was in the castro with a woman I knew, and her friend Karl.  We walked around, my Heineken in hand.  My friends were ahead of me, and as we crossed a corner, a guy dressed in a brown bear costume approached me.  I didn’t think anything of it.

He was just a tall dude, dressed in a bear costume.  It was cold that day, as usual, and as he passed me, he pinched my butt.  This reminds of of all the times my grandma would try to say excuse me.  She would say, “Ex-queeze me.”

That’s exactly what I should have said to this dude.  His grip was strong, like he worked out.  I don’t know if he was skinny or fat, I couldn’t tell.  All I knew, is that he was tall.  That was an interesting Halloween.  I didn’t even finish my Heineken. I don’t know what costume I will wear this year, or who I will pretend to be, but I think I better stay away from all the big bears!!  I didn’t expect anyone to give me attention, especially since I still had feelings for said woman I was with.  But who knows, maybe I was waiting for a squeeze like that.