Check out a random assemblage of clips featuring my pride weekend with rope! Thanks to Kara for letting me dress her up, Tanya for kicking my ass (yes, I know I look like a wuss… but I’m tiny and was distracted… I want a rematch, even if I know I’ll loose.). Special thanks to Jez and Karole for excellent camera work. Additionally, thanks to all the queers who shared the love at Pride this year.
I kicked off this Holigay with the San Francisco Trans March. In anticipation for the march, people (and their dogs) gather at Dolores Park to mingle and rally-up. The performance stage captures a willing audience but I spent my pre-march time distracted by all my friends, acquaintances and hot people.
The March began in a fairly typical manner; banners, chanting, fabulous outfits. The magic reached its climax when the Trans March collided with Critical Mass, a monthly bicycle demonstration. People from both contingencies were cheering and screaming. Bicyclists raised their bicycles above their heads. After a few minutes at the convergence on Market and Castro, many bicyclists joined the March back to the park.