First off, everybody should check out my friend Raquel's blog, because she is awesome and writes wonderful critiques of films and books and music, many of which I've never heard of. Also, she has some excellent links in her last post. I highly recommend the hate mail and the pulp covers of literary works :-)
This weekend is the International Man of Leather contest in Chicago. Being in our leather-laden neighborhood (two bars and the Leather Archives and Museum right around the corner), we've been seeing quite a few leather daddies running around the neighborhood, on public transpotation, etc., which is cool. The bus stop is right by the bars, and those places were hoppin' last night! As we were waiting for our bus, this man who I can only assume was a bear (a very hairy gay man; I'm not sure if that title entails anything but hair, although it might) came up and asked me for directions. He was easily the most hairy person I've ever seen in my life, although granted I also don't see a lot of men walking around in open leather vests so perhaps it's more common than I'd think... But anyway, I thought he was wearing a shirt, that's how much hair he had. Anna and I spent the rest of the night debating whether some of the hair was enhanced by some outside influence (like steriods or, as I suggested, gluing hair onto yourself) or whether people could just naturally be that hairy. Please note that I'm not trying to make fun of him, per se; he seemed nice enough, and I was impressed by his willingness to take the bus looking so unorthodox. It was just... intense. Well, live and learn.