Tails of a 17th Street Geisha

I’m in San Fran for a conference that was from Thurs-Sunday. I took two days off to rest a bit before going home and some friends took me out to night festivities for San Fran Pride.  Here’s what I learned:

1) Summer in San Fran is as cold as a chihuahua’s balls in Maine in October

2) Lesbians and gays can co-exist. Even in NYC, the gay scene was over taken by homos and lesboes were in factions removed from the main scene (they had their "night" at a dance club but no real integration) In Frisco, the lesboes ruled and the genders mixed

3) Gay mardi gras exists. It’s called the Castro. I knew this all along, but the last time I was in frisco I was soooooo drunk I had not much of a memory of the events. it was a big ol’ blur.

4) DC’s gay scene sucks. Royally. There is absolutely no sense of individuality or style. We are sooo conservative and so poorly dressed as a whole. San Fran may be a little TOO conscientiously put together and "iindividualistic" but shit, that’s more interesting and fun than the aber-zombies, the sporty spices, the polo tops, the skinny emo-jeans, and psuedo-euro-trash wannabe looks from the scene in DC.

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