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 | Pinkyswear Oh, to quote Mark Twain. I would just dive into that ripe old rhyme of the master about San Francisco summers, but I hate to sound like everyone else in the world. It was a cloudy summer week, and I wasn’t at all surprised. In fact, it was kind of nice to be back at my regular pace, no longer exhausted by the pace of wine-soaked park days basking in the summer sun. I haven’t seen a grassy field for about a week, and I am making it, thanks in large part to the haunts I have lately forgotten.More |  | Pinkyswear In the San Francisco gay community, we take our events quite seriously. Why, even this past weekend, while partially marred by the events that transpired over Gay Pride and July Fourth, was more or less replete with some riveting good times. I love the summer for that reason, how even though everyone is getting ragged they just seem to sleep it off in the sun before moving on to the next party. You can always catch up on the summer scene at Dolores Park! If you know the right people that is.More |  | Pinkyswear Okay, San Francisco, so I have to say it. What the fuck is wrong with this town these days! I mean, it’s not like there is anyplace else on earth that could possibly be any better, but still! Maybe it’s the heat, or maybe it’s the smoky air, and perhaps it is even a continued backlash against the rest of the country in celebrating the Fourth of July, but for some reason the past week has been rough stuff all over town. Maybe I should elaborate.More |  | Pinkyswear Seriously fags, it has taken nearly three days, countless phone calls, about thirty cigarettes and a bout of tears, and I have finally begun to make sense of the wild weekend past. In fact, sitting in a room with three good friends, we decided that together we had about 45 minutes to an hour of memories from the weekend collectively. Yes, folks, just like you, I was tossed like yesterday’s macaroon from Thursday to the last frantic moments of Juanita Moore’s pool party. The addition of my maintained buzz was only heightened by the thick, repugnant gays from the east. Whether they hailed from Dublin or Des Moines, they were definitely a force.More |  | Pinkyswear Thumbing through the Pride pages of my advanced copy of the SF Guardian, I came upon a delightful site. With my dear acquaintance Jason Kendig working his sexy looks on the cover, I came to find that a bevy of my besties had made the list for hot, pink, queer city most eligible faggots or whatever they were called. I was overjoyed, and it made me really think about how proud I am to have Pride! Not only do I get to be a beacon for the gay sentinels here in San Francisco, but I get to see them appreciated, acknowledged, and continually maintain the legacy of this community year after year!More |
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