DAVE SHU’S STAG #2
I just got back from Dave Shu’s stag number 2. I know it’s a bit early, but my ride had to go home early. The rest of the group are probably still having fun as I type this. I wanted to record this before I forgot all the events of the day.
About ten of us arrived at Granville Island to wait for Dave. Abby, Dave’s fiancee, was going to get Dave down to the Island, and we were going to surprise him. The plan was to rent two speedboats and then go to Indian Arm and have a BBQ.
It turned out Dave was about 45 min. late. When he saw all of us, he had the most confused look on his face. Ten minutes later, we were all on the boats, heading out into open water. Of the two boats, I got to ride in the good one. It went faster and used less gas. Several of us, including myself, got to wear nautical themed hats. I’m sure there is photographical evidence of this somewhere.
It was a beautiful day to be on the water. It was so fun to catch the waves and zip along the water. We wound up at a small island in Indian Arm. We took out the BBQ and had a tasty lunch.
After lunch we got back on the boats and zipped around some more. Coincidentally, we stopped over at Deep Cove, and managed to see Janice, Jason Grant’s wife, as she finished her boating lesson.
Coming back, we hit some huge waves, sending our boats high in the air. Dave lost two beers he was holding in his hands into ocean from all the movement.
After returning the boats at Granville Island, we went to Bridges for dinner. After dinner was finished, we made Dave get into a white slip, essentially a negligee. As he walked back to our table from the washroom, we hootered and hollered, and everyone in the restaurant was looking at him. We all had felt markers to let people write messages on Dave’s slip. We also decided to refer to Dave as “The Captain” from now on.
We tried to get into Sandbar because it’s a great cougar bar (this was for Curt Wong‘s benefit). Unfortunately, the woman at the door was a poo-poo head. She gave this excuse that the lounge was full already for the evening. This was at 9pm. Yeah right. I think she saw Dave’s negligee and decided we were going to be too fun for the bar.
Next, we tried to go to the Cecil. It was an interesting walk from the water to the bar. Anyways, the Cecil was packed with Indy race fans. So it was no go there.
Someone suggested we go to the Penthouse next, but I had my reservations. Everything I heard about that place was not good. When we got there, though, I was pleasantly surprised. Apparently, it had been newly renovated, and it was actually decent. After a couple stage shows, everyone chipped in to get Dave a private show. Curt was very active in recruiting this one particular dancer who had impressive attributes. Dave went away for his little show and returned several minutes later. Remember, all he had on underneath his slip was his ginch. The potential for a visible tent was extremely high. As he sat back down, Dave said, “The Captain salutes you!“. Ha ha ha. The dancer then came over and signed Dave’s slip.
We left after that and wandered along Granville for a while. It was then my ride had to leave, so we left Dave in his slip, and the rest of the group wandering the streets of downtown.
It was long, but I had a great day. It was tons ‘o fun. Here are a few highlights:
After Dave put on the negligee and returned to the table, this little kid at the table next to us was enthralled. He got out his digital camera and took a few pictures.
After the little kid was done taking pictures, this American tourist came up to Dave and slipped an American dollar bill down the front of his negligee. It was then Dr. Shu realized he might make some money tonight.
Dave frequently takes the water ferry across False Creek. We needed to take it to get downtown. Beforehand, Dave mentioned he was almost sure someone from the ferry service that he sees regularly would see him in his get-up. Sure enough, a cute ferry operator pulled up and she recognized him.
At the Penthouse, a massage girl came up to Curtis and asked, “Do you want me to give you a massage?”. Curt replied, “No, but can I give you one?”. Curt, you’re one funny sumbitch. 🙂
As Dave’s private dancer was trying to sign Dave’s slip with a felt marker, he said, “I guess it’s not hard enough for you”. Ha ha ha. I bet she doesn’t hear that often.
As we meandered along Granville, we got to the Roxy line-up. We got to a group of three girls celebrating their birthday. They too had t-shirts that people were writing their comments on. Curt saw this and was all over it. He basically grabbed each girl’s boob and made Dave sign it. Curt was using Dave essentially to cop a free feel. This man has no shame!