Within minutes of him saying "yes" (SCORE!) and many tears, hugs, phone calls and text messages to let others know, the parade kicked off. The weather was wet and cool for pretty much the entire day and we weren't complaining, it's usually Africa Tarzan hot this time of year and Pride is always a sweltering affair. It always rains, too. No way of ever avoiding that. I don't mind the rain either, it always cools everything down and gives perspective. Plus, it's fun playing out in the rain with lots of other people all having a good time together. It was great fun watching the people in our group experiencing their first Pride ever, seeing their reactions to everything and the emotion that always comes along with it - especially on your first one.
I have to admit, I never really feel like it gets tedious or boring, I'm always excited and full of energy. There is something completely liberating about this experience, I've said this many times before. The comeraderie, the pageantry, the complete uncivilized debauchery, and every other element you can think of. I love when we hit Peachtree and walk past St. Mark's, the congregation has the church decorated with rainbow flags and balloons and streamers and banners all over everything and they set up water stations and take turns running out into the crowd, giving everyone a drink and sometimes spraying them down with a water hose if it's really hot. Always a kind word, and always said with a smile.
Finally got down to the larger part of the parade route that has all of the spectators, it was awesome. We marched with the Atlanta Bucks Rugby Football Club, and our chant was FABULOUS! Tyson would lead the chant and we'd all repeat in earnest several times over the following:
Monday is a wanking day! *make simulated masturbatory gesticulation*After each cycle of this, he'd scream "IS EVERYBODY HAPPY?" to which we responded "YOU BET YOUR ASS WE'RE HAPPY!", then put our cups or whatever we were holding on top of our heads and turn around singing "La, la, la, la, la, la, la..." in a decrescendo. SO much fun! Got to the park finally and made a beeline to find six10steve, who was waiting on profundis to give him a massage, then made the rounds for a bit. Got lunch, saw roypup for a bit, ran into (and finally introduced myself to) redteufel, and generally hung out a bit before heading back home. The two pictures below were my very favorites of the day, so I post them in full.
Tuesday is a finger day! *wiggle a finger*
Wednesday is a fisting day! *guess what we did here*
Thursday is a fucking day! *pull fists down into pelvis, thrust hips forward, repeat ad infinitum*
Friday is a drinking day! *simulate drinking from a glass*
Saturday's a Rugby day! *throw both fists in the air*
Sunday is the Lord's day! *kneel on one knee*
BUT SATURDAY'S A RUGBY DAY!!