the rainbow flags went up along market street 2 weeks ago which means it's june and g pride is all up on us. it's here, it's queer, and i'm more than used to it. living in san francisco, with both my girl and boy BFF's gay as the good lord made them, i can't help but feel happy to live in a city where the chances they'll be gaybashed by a swarm of nazi skinhead klan memebers is considerably less than say bumfuck, oklahoma. it's also neat to know that, in this same city, i can see bare asses on a float in the middle of a major street one sunday every june. warm fuzzies, indeed. this year brings a special treat as i will not only be attending the parade and festival with my main g, keeks, but also his GBF from college, peter. he who hooks us up with all kinds of music and fun videos. (well, he hooks keeks up. i just benefit from sloppy seconds. i have no shame.)
did you know that some lesbos got married at city hall yesterday? those kooky kids.
so anyways, in the midst of all this gayness, how can one not get all swept up. i mean, the pride parade is the one SF annual event that i make a point of attending. i've never been to the chinese new year's parade, i have yet to attend carnaval. maybe it's because neither can boast past perfomances by en vogue and exposé. or maybe because there's no promise of 2 men dry humping in the middle of a gloria trevi performance...we may never know.
it wasn't until i was grooving to pandora at work and crystal waters came on that i knew why i hearted the gays so much. i knew that, while not gay in the sexual preference sense, on the inside i was a gay man. i've been one for years. it could have started with my love of musicals as a child. sure the 1st was "muppets take manhattan", but a musical is a musical is a musical. and if, my idol at the time, ms. piggy wasn't diva enough for gay iconhood then i don't know who was. which reminds me, "9 to 5" was one of my favorite movies thanks to early 80's HBO. hello? dolly parton? kathy griffin on "suddenly susan"? HILARIOUS. then there's the fact that i loved this and was obsessed with this. i would have to say, though, that my inner g was born on october 11, 1988; the day of my 11th birthday and the first national coming out day.
coincidence? fate? nothing to do with anything? you decide.
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FAGGOT!!!! BAH! Jk Mones and you know that. I too think G Pride is (specifically in The City) is the best National Holiday we've got. Where else can you meet a guy while watching a parade who hangs out with all the Trannies at Asia SF and makes sure to videotape the infamous old guy with 40 lb. weights tied to his nutz? G PRIDE FOREVER!!!!
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