My Pride 09, in pictures

Jun 29, 2009 11:38

We don't have a big Pride party every year, just a few people who come over to chill and take a break from the madness of the parade. I didn't even go to the parade, just enjoyed the sound of the crowd from my back deck.

And it all happened in my own home...




It all begins with a warning from the landlord not to make it liable for deck collapses.




I made the best pasta salad, ever (the secret is to never, ever use bell peppers - they kill the flavor of everything else).




Hangover? What hangover? Fresh as a daisy on Pride morning, I am, if wonderfully exhausted.




A Pride flag of jello shots, of course.




And finally, the best, and most classic, Pride favor ever.

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