Pride

Pride was a watery great time, in spite of the downpour and in spite of not being able to find lifecollage afterward (though we did get to see her march).

I went down with my special fella (pheromone), who refused to bring an umbrella and ended up under mine. :-) We stopped at a few booths first including the poly table where we said hi to weegoddess. Then came the parade itself, and spirits weren't dampened a bit by the soggy rain. I think my favorite marchers were a sweet elderly gay couple with a sign that said "Together 51 Years, Married 2 Years." Awww. *gets misty*

When it wrapped up we headed back toward the poly table, but the poly table was gone! We strolled around looking for lifecollage, but in the sea of unbrellas it was hard to see anything, so after a while we marched our muddy shoes back to the T.

FREE SWAG IN THE BAG:
Mardi gras beads
Pink clacker noisemaker
Promotional backpack
Lube packets
Fridge magnets
Lollipop
Sunscreen packets
Coupons and flyers
and one baseball cap purchased to hide The Worst Hair In Boston

OBSERVATION OF THE DAY:

It's usually bad to get hit in the left tit, but not when it's with candy thrown from a float. :-D