now the good stuff
I had a very busy and very cool Pride weekend.
Friday night was Besharam and hanging out with the crew chez tormenta.
Saturday was showing up to the Dyke march 30 minutes late just to see the clean-up crew go by. We caught up with it, saw the BiWoT group and joined in with them, marching the rest of the route. Sweet! Lynx completely missed last year's Dyke March due to work, and N and I watched from the sidelines. I felt queerly unqueer, so this year made up for it entirely. Spent the rest of the day hanging with the_moogie, L and N. Went to Mick E. Fynn's, where our waitress was decked out in the official Bi colours, but we never asked if she was... Then went to tormenta's again, tested the pool (eek! too cold!), and hung out with friends. Then went to Moogie's place and watched Zoolander. Wow. I have two comments about that movie: 1) I'm glad I will never have to see it again. 2) I love David Bowie.
Sunday was marching with the Pagan contingent in the Pride parade. This was my first ever experience marching in something so huge. And I marched topless, too. I have never ever ever had so many photographers take my picture. This was both gratifying and verging on super creepy. Especially the one guy who marched with us for half the parade. I swear he took at least 15 pictures of me alone. WTF? I just don't think I'm worth that much attention. Sheesh and ick.
optimystik marched with us. He is neither gay nor pagan, but he had an awesome time dancing in the street to the Yoruba drummers. I'm glad he had such a good time!
I wonder what next year will be like. I wish there were a bi-poly-pagan-geek-pickyoursubculture contingent to march with. But I will likely not be able to march next year depending on how things go with the baby planning.
After the parade, we tested the pool again and while it was still Really Fucking Cold, I managed to get wet up to waist-level. Thank you, C, for letting me borrow your bikini bottoms and a tank top! And thank you also for sharing your home. I always have a good time there. :)
On the Saturday of the 9ICB conference, at lunch with misslynx, I asked her what the deal was with The Wizard of Oz and gay culture. What she said (and you'll have to ask her because I suck with the actual-word-recall) really enlightened me and now I understand and appreciate so much more. I love my wife. She's got such good brains. I feel even more connected now. This is happymaking.
Also, we got our BPAL order today, too. Both of them, actually. We are swimming in imps. 33 imps and six 5mls: Tushnamatay, Scherezade, Saturn, Imp, Tell Tale Heart, & The Masque. Tush and Scherezade are two of my most favourite scents. Saturn I wanted because I'm gearing up for my Saturn return (unfortunately, it dries down to vetiver on me, which I'm not too fond of), and the other three are for Lynx.
Friday night was Besharam and hanging out with the crew chez tormenta.
Saturday was showing up to the Dyke march 30 minutes late just to see the clean-up crew go by. We caught up with it, saw the BiWoT group and joined in with them, marching the rest of the route. Sweet! Lynx completely missed last year's Dyke March due to work, and N and I watched from the sidelines. I felt queerly unqueer, so this year made up for it entirely. Spent the rest of the day hanging with the_moogie, L and N. Went to Mick E. Fynn's, where our waitress was decked out in the official Bi colours, but we never asked if she was... Then went to tormenta's again, tested the pool (eek! too cold!), and hung out with friends. Then went to Moogie's place and watched Zoolander. Wow. I have two comments about that movie: 1) I'm glad I will never have to see it again. 2) I love David Bowie.
Sunday was marching with the Pagan contingent in the Pride parade. This was my first ever experience marching in something so huge. And I marched topless, too. I have never ever ever had so many photographers take my picture. This was both gratifying and verging on super creepy. Especially the one guy who marched with us for half the parade. I swear he took at least 15 pictures of me alone. WTF? I just don't think I'm worth that much attention. Sheesh and ick.
optimystik marched with us. He is neither gay nor pagan, but he had an awesome time dancing in the street to the Yoruba drummers. I'm glad he had such a good time!
I wonder what next year will be like. I wish there were a bi-poly-pagan-geek-pickyoursubculture contingent to march with. But I will likely not be able to march next year depending on how things go with the baby planning.
After the parade, we tested the pool again and while it was still Really Fucking Cold, I managed to get wet up to waist-level. Thank you, C, for letting me borrow your bikini bottoms and a tank top! And thank you also for sharing your home. I always have a good time there. :)
On the Saturday of the 9ICB conference, at lunch with misslynx, I asked her what the deal was with The Wizard of Oz and gay culture. What she said (and you'll have to ask her because I suck with the actual-word-recall) really enlightened me and now I understand and appreciate so much more. I love my wife. She's got such good brains. I feel even more connected now. This is happymaking.
Also, we got our BPAL order today, too. Both of them, actually. We are swimming in imps. 33 imps and six 5mls: Tushnamatay, Scherezade, Saturn, Imp, Tell Tale Heart, & The Masque. Tush and Scherezade are two of my most favourite scents. Saturn I wanted because I'm gearing up for my Saturn return (unfortunately, it dries down to vetiver on me, which I'm not too fond of), and the other three are for Lynx.