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You know you had an insane weekend when Monday morning comes around and you are happy to be headed off to work. That about sums up the entirety of my weekend.

We left off at 4am Sunday morning. We got back to my place and there were about six of us total. Everyone decided to catch a quick nap before heading back into the city for the parade and festivities. I went off to my room, the kid off to hers, and four in the living room. Thank goodness for chairs and couches. We all crashed out for about 3 hours and at 7:30 right back at it.

After getting everyone motivated with morning cigarettes and rockstars, we had everything packed up and headed out to the train station around 8:30. Holy crap. The train was packed like sardines. Everybody and their mother was on the train. We smashed our way through and found an area where it wasn't too bad. That's when the fun started. Since part of our job was to flyer the hell out of the city for the show, we started in on the train. You know how I can get and I let loose with the sales pitches. Next thing I know, one of our guys is stripped down to his gold shorts from the show, we are surrounded by 20 something and younger girls and gay guys and we are everybody's best friend. Mind you, we are still on the train. Then the jello shots came out. They loved us so much they were buying and giving us jello shots. STILL ON THE TRAIN. We get off the train in the city and the horde starts making its way up to the main drag. It's about 10 at this point and the parade is just about to start. We all decided to hit Del Taco to pee and get some food in us before the day begins.

I haven't seen actual numbers but it felt like a million people were out on the streets. Everything from conservatively dressed normal people to helicopter man. More on him in a minute. After getting food in our bellies and urine from our bladders we started off flyering and walking the crowd. For the next 4.5 hours we walked up and down the street talking with groups of people. watching the parade, having our pictures taken and taking pictures. We had to have handed out at least 500 flyers. Since we were all dressed from the show the previous night, people wanted pictures of us which was fun. See, at a gay pride parade everyone assumes your gay - I was getting  hugs and touches from girls all day. They say you need a certain amount of touch in your life to feel connected and I should be good for a month from yesterday. I worry about what is out there on the internet today but who cares. The kid was right next to me all day so it's not like I have anything to explain later or be embarrassed about. Except for helicopter man (hm). He in his own right was a center of attention. Let me explain...

This guy and his friends decided to push the limits of public decency. There were four or five of them and most were dressed very skimpy but at least had their junk covered. Not hm. He was full blown swinging in the wind. His trick was to stand and spin things like a helicopter. Well he wanted his picture with US. Um, ok. That was about the only moment where I felt weird that my kid was with me. Here I am standing next to a butt naked guy spinning his dick around like a helicopter. Sigh. Oh well.

We headed back to the starting point around 2 and me, the kid, and one more of our group decided to call it a day. We headed back to the train station and made it back home around 3. After showering and stripping off the day, the kid and I ate leftover pizza, watched ONE episode of X-Files and proceeded to fall asleep. She conked out around 6:30 where as I made it all the way until 7:30. I fell asleep in one of the chairs, her on the couch. Around 9 I stumbled off to the bedroom and when I woke up at 12:30 she was in her room. Fell back to sleep until 5.

All in all, I had a great time. I wish I had someone to share these adventures with, but at least I am having adventures. The day wasn't conducive to meeting anyone, but it was still a good time. I can't wait until next year...