The Monday after my first Man Francisco Pride Festival and all I have are several pictures and a few words. Photos above…rainbow balloons and a penis in the background, me after a random lesbian wanted to autograph my back (she’s apparently on the Roller Derby Team for SF). It was an amazing weekend full of scantily clad men, Pink Party, and the Backstreet Boys. The “Boys” were on for 4.7 minutes and it didn’t even matter. I had an incredible weekend of pride, without prejudice.
Today I’m grateful for Rebecca, Atiba, and Annie.