Sure, the Memorial Day holiday happy time is just fading, and already we're headed into June and the intensely colorful, vivid, and celebration of life lifestyle that the Bay Area has to offer.
But first, a little salacious before we slide into Pride.
In case you missed last Sunday's events, ranging from rodeo barbecues and Canaval to the Masturbate-a-thon, this weekend has some wonderfully typical SF fare.
The AEF San Francisco County Fair in Golden Gate Park. Benefiting the AIDS Emergency Fund, the County Fair will feature all sorts of local entertainment, celebs, carnival rides, great music, great food, supper happy fun time, and of course a large dancing stage hosted by the Sundance Saloon.
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The first is hosted by Bearaccuda, a first- and third-Saturday party for bears, cubs, and other wildlife, with free massages, great tunes, tasty snacks, and friendly guys. And spinning is one of my favorite DJs: BoyShapedBox (his self on flickr).
And for those with bodies less "the Bear" and more "the BJ", there is the underwear party at 550 (where Sundance Saloon meets on Sundays). It's billed as- Underworld with DJ Josh Peace: The world's largest underwear party returns for 1 night only, with 1,000 boys in briefs. Or as the Original Fag Hag puts it: "Then there's the alternative. Lots of smooth, muscled boys in sexy manties in a sweaty dark club with lots of dirty little spaces…"
Take your pick. I'm torn from fitting in at one and drooling over the other.
Of course, I don't have to decided, because I am going to be far and away very far and away from the likes of these events. The closest I'm getting to a gay underwear party is getting up at the butt-crack of dawn to catch my flight.
Friday moring dark and early I'll be taking the N-Judah to BART to the SFO Bart Station to take the shuttle to SFO to get a flight to Atlanta, where I will take a cab to the outskirts and wait at a friend's vacant house for my parents, who are diving the five hours from Nashville, to pick me up, from where we'll drive together the 90 minutes to Gainesville, Georgia for a cousin's wedding.
Because after 12 hours of travel, three trains, a plane, and a cab, what you really want to do is be stuck in a car with your parents for an hour and a half.
Whee.
Y'all go have fun.
And in anticipation, I'll try to get around to-- finally-- posting the Steeplechase wrap ups!
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