This weekend
matrushkaka and I ran the
Bay to Breakers. Backwards. Wearing salmon suits. This is an old
Cacophony Society tradition, meant to invoke images of salmon swimming "upstream" against a river of people.
This does not make us furries (scalies: maybe), and I don't *think* this means I am losing
the bet, although you could probably make both arguments since the "spawning" theme is vaguely sexual in the reproductive-nature-cycle-of-life sense of the word and some people (not us) were carrying around small clusters of orange balloons.