Sounds like you had a lot of fun, and agree you would probably not look very good with a shaved head...
You never have condoms with you when you go man-hunting? That surprises me: it would be sane to have some with you for contingency. I always have even though do not hop in-and-out of beds.
I used to always have a condom in my wallet (remember this story?), but I haven't carried one for years. I don't see the need. In the extremely unlikely event that I would want to have a random hook up with a guy, he will have to provide the condoms.
I would like to point out that I have always carried a condom in my purse and one in the toiletry bag that goes with me on trips. The former is just good, safe practice. The later is habit from going to visit ex-boyfriends who live in other cities. I have never had cause to use any of them. But I still have them with me 
Years ago, when I went to Europe after graduation, I discussed the need to bring condoms with my mom (yeesh). I think I came down on the "no" side because that was not what was my trip was about. I had a couple of random hook-up opportunities, but there was only kissing and no need for condoms.
I love Jamy's post, but for length's sake, it only starts to capture the random fun of the evening.
My favorite part of the evening was when one of Jamy's teammates called out, "Mr. Wonderful!" (blog psuedonym, not the name that was actually called out). Jamy and I glanced over and then looked at each other, "is that the guy from the antique store?" And it definitely was. Mr. Wonderful who appeared in two long ago Grateful Dating posts (Dial-up and Manhunt). Mr. Wonderful who, according to his friends, was wonderful (except for his FIVE kids). Mr. Wonderful who was clearly still single. Mr. Wonderful who clearly recognized me from the previously blogged about events, but would not come up and talk to me, EVEN THOUGH I WAS TALKING TO HIS FRIEND. I think I was right about him the first time around.
Grateful for: being able to share the randomness
I like the name Owen, but it's weird that he's sharing that he's a hippie, I think. Just be Owen and relax. hee hee.
Too bad Owen wasn't his real name. Frank was also a fake name.
I like Frank. He does sound interesting and fun. I hope he calls. Was that sailing comment just a line to get your number? I'm so naive.
Was the sailing comment a line? Actually, I don't think so. It was somewhere in between a real invite and a come on. Since he hasn't called (yet), it turned out to be neither.
Oh..ha ha about the fake names. Guys are the worst sometimes, but it's good you could go either way about him calling.
Fun post! I'll be checking back to see if you hear from either Frank or Owen. You never know.
Doubt I'll hear from either one. And Owen was only 24, so it's probably just as well. 
Stay away from the 27-year olds. They're old enough to think they're something and too young to realize they're wrong.
He thought he was something all right.
Hey Jamy,
I am glad you had a good time this weekend. I am a little unsure... Was Frank a fake name he made up or was it the fake name you gave him for the sake of the blog anonymity?
It was a fake name I made up for the blog, as is my usual practice. He gave me his real name. Hopefully, he is not reading the blog and if you know him, you can't tell its him. That's the idea anyway.
I found that when I carried a condom in my wallet, when I met someone, and they foundout, they thought it to be too forward to be "too prepared", so I stopped stashing them in my wallet and left a whole box in the trunk of my car
AJ
Hilarious!
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