Pride! (In the Name of (Rubber) Love)

That's right folks! August Long weekend means one thing, and that's Glorious Gays Gallavanting Giddily Down Denman!

You might be asking yourselves, "will there be photos of this spectacular spectacle?" Sadly, no. When I'm enjoying the parade, I don't want to spoil it by trying to get silly pictures! I want to relish the full feast uninterrupted. But this year, as opposed to years past, our haul of swag was supremo! I knew it was going to be a GLORIOUS PARADE day because...

Okay, the parade starts with hoards of police on bikes, showing off and stunting...ironically, doing the kind of shit that gets the rest of us ticketed. They are like the foreplay. Then the official contingent of GLTBQ's takes over, with the Dykes on Bikes proudly leading the way. Then, by way of a nod to the whole 'indigenous peoples were here first' the Native parade entrants lead off (as they do in most ceremonial situations). And the swag began with a sealed envelope containing...

CANDY AND CONDOMS!! Sweet and SWEET!!

It was all awesomely downhill from there. I got beads, condoms, candies, coupons, flyers, a mini-mini-beachball, and a sunburn-later-cum-tan! If I had a spank bank, it would be so full

/devilish grin