B2B

Paul Day roused me out of bed Sunday to join him for the "parade of hotness" that was the Bay to Breakers race through our neighborhood. I got there too late for the serious runners, and the seriously fit people, but enjoyed the parade of flesh and costumes and then the drunken hoards.

PeeDee set his position at Fell and Masonic mostly because the cop there was hot. Frankly, that's as good a reason as any.

He was like 6'5". I thought about taking lots of photos, but knew Flickr would be FULL of such later in the day. So I just took a photo of a photographer.

Will that do for the blog?

No.

Here are some favorite sights. You know I value clever over obvious.

Tron—

Playclothes from curtains! And the Wicked Baroness—

The living room in the street, with empty television cabinet to "watch the race on TV"—

Body Paint heroes—

Her sign reads "Do you need to take a shit? Bathroom available!" I do not know if she was charging a fee—

Bubbles, and DEVO—

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And of course there were lots of pretty fleshy bits:

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The sticker on his ass reads "magically delicious."

The crowd was as much fun to watch as the "race."

Where else does one see a taco on a cell phone?

As I said, I didn't get into taking that many photos. Flickr is fertile for such if you're interested. I do like that YouTube is so popular this year too.

Here's someone's video of a girl booty dancing in the window so hard that she breaks the window with her ass.



I took two clips of the crowd just to get a sense of the scope, and the festivity.



The star of the show, at least in our little stretch, was Chicken Little. Many houses on the block had street parties in front blasting a variety of playlists on professional systems.

And on one front porch was a little girl in a chicken suit.


And she was dancing up a storm.



Rock out with your cock out!

(Seriously, she danced all day.)