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June 13, 2005
Rip Taylor Throws Confetti
And gets paid for it. What an interesting way to make a living. Whatever works for ya. I'd do it. Maybe that's my new calling. Fuck this web shit. I'm gonna start skipping down 17th Street and throw confetti. I'll be different though. I'll also hand out Dutch cookies and condoms. And I'll wear a baseball cap. Look out boysssss. Here I come....
The big gay holiday has come and gone. We had a small BBQ on Saturday with my new favorite lesbian couple, Deb & Greer. The Tos man and his new "friend" also joined us.
To prepare, we thought it best to have some Pride accoutrements so we went to Lambda Rising to shop. They were mostly out of everything. A woman took us to the back of the store and opened a drawer unveiling a few gay flags. She took one out that is probably 2 x 3 feet. We grabbed it. We saw another one with a paw print so we had to have that as well. We also got one of those things that blow in the wind. We went to check out. The cashier rings it up and says, "That will be $128.24." You have to be fucking kidding me. Happy Pride!
We went down to the festival on Sunday. Mr. Taylor was among the many acts performing there. It was approximately 145 degrees out with 100% humidity. Why do I live here again? It was so hot I turned down having a beer. It was so hot Mr. Taylor's toupee curled. Ba-da-boom.
Bob Mould gave the festival a much needed jolt of energy. It was just him and his electric guitar and he tore it up. It was very impressive (especially considering how hot it was). He was wearing a black t-shirt and jeans. I would imagine he was very moist.
We saw quite a few people we know (of the non-blogging orientation). I have to admit I'm not sure what a lot of the local bloggers look like. I hear there were quite a few there. We did see Clickboo during Bob's set.
We left after that cuz I began to melt. Also, a drag queen wearing an American flag dress started screeching the national anthem. My ears hurt so bad I needed a Vicodin. Ba-da-boom.
Here is my hand holding proof, people. Try not to stare too long at that woman's boobies.
Seriously, stop looking. Pig.
Posted by durban bud at June 13, 2005 08:54 AM
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I think yesterday was the most disgusting I have ever been. I was so sweaty by 4:00 I finally had to bolt for the cool comforts of the metro and my lil shaw condo. I must have showered for 25 minutes and still don't feel completely clean. Why do I live in DC again? DBud is right.
I think I signed up for every lefty gay radical political cause possible. It was fun. Plus I saw Colton Ford with his shirt off walking around. LOL
And yes I was the paparazzi who took that photo, the boobs almost burned my retinae.
Posted by: TOS at June 13, 2005 10:06 AM
Damn. Pride IS expensive! God Bless America. Everybody wants to be "top"...(fking everybody else)...
Not sure how you boys can take that heat. I haven't stepped foot out of the house (much) since almost a week ago. And I'm sure it's cooler here in NY (high 80s) than it is there. Still, 100% humidity. Literally, the sidewalks are all damp w/o it having rained!
But I'm glad you got out and enjoy it the best you could.
Posted by: Ken at June 13, 2005 02:48 PM
That pic just warms me from the top of my head to the tips of my toes... awhhhh!
Posted by: britboy at June 17, 2005 02:28 AM
Love is in the air! TJ and Rob holding hands. TJ's shirt reading "the Flaming Lips"...which leads you right to those breasts! If only I could make out the tattoo.
Posted by: Dave at June 20, 2005 06:39 AM