I've been to a few gay pride parades in my day (I'm straight, not narrow) and to a couple of even awesom-er displays of queen-dom, such as the annual Poodle Beach Drag Volleyball tournament. But the gay pride parade here last weekend trumps all by a landslide -- I mean, this might be the closest I've been to unclothed man in...well, that's a whole 'nother conversation.First off, it's not a marching or walking parade, but a continuous stream of floats. Literally -- boats run along one of the major canals with displays of everything from S&M to choreographed dances to the likes of Gloria Gaynor, Madonna, etc. Pink and skin and pink skin everywhere. Apparently, in the past few years the floats have had to be a little more tame since, according to the city, this is a family event. Before this major "crack"down (get it? crack? as in ass crack? yeah, I know it was weak...), the more-than-occasional nekkid man was a float staple. Guess I arrived 3 years too late. Well, there's always the live sex shows downtown...
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