Gay Pride was fun. What can I say, I feel so at home with a bunch half naked women, and men dressed up as women (and I mustn't forget all the handsome men that are totally ripped). I went to both the parade and the festival. I only walked about 4 or 5 miles, but it felt like a marathon. I saw some old friends I haven't seen in a while, and was able to get some dancing in at the festival.

BTW, I saw that girl that was hitting on me Thursday night, and I was completely unimpressed. I am grateful that I didn't pursue anything. It's amazing how a different environment will illuminate personalities. It was fun cruzing, but she is definitely not my type.

After stopping at home for a quick bite and a shower, I ventured down to the bar to do some more dancing. I connected with a woman that I usually only greet and walk on by. We had a blast. I never realized how funny she was . We tried dancing together, but we giggled through most of it. Neither one of us was able to lead the other. I couldn't see around her cause she was too tall, and she usually follows so is a bit rusty on leading.

Needless to say, I stayed out way too late on Saturday. Sunday was a bust. I didn't even have the energy to go poodle diving......