Managed to shake hands with Al Franken and Mayor R.T. Rybak. Got several hugs. Got hit on once (I was wearing my Piggly Wiggly t-shirt). Paired up with a quartet of tipsy ageless lesbians and we have a date for 9:00 am at the same spot next year.
It was a long ass parade: short on drag queens, short on circuit boys, and not exactly what I would call a 'tight formation'.
But it was Gay Pride. It was our pride.
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