I know I do!
This past weekend was the first Gay Pride I’ve been to in years. But more importantly it was the first one I’ve been to since my HIV and seizure diagnosis. So I felt I had to do it up right. I went to Netty & Jack’s the night before so Sasha had a place to stay while I spent all Saturday in Boston.
Not only did I go to the parade, but I also volunteered to march with The Male Center. I got to hold one of the AIDS Action flags (it was the red flag), as well as hand out condom and lube packs to the crowd.
I had a blast as marched. OK maybe I wasn’t the best at standing in line with the other flag holders, but I made up for it in getting the crowd all riled up, with "hoops" & "hollas"!
However, I did break the rules once. There was a cute guy standing way in back on a monument and he reached out his arm for me to throw a condom/lube pack to him. So tossed him one & luckily he caught it. But the rules were we needed to hand them out not toss. Which in my case make sense. Since we were marching to promote safe sex, it really would defeat the purpose if I flung a condom/lube pack and knocked someone unconious before they even got to participate in a sexual act.
I had a blast as marched. OK maybe I wasn’t the best at standing in line with the other flag holders, but I made up for it in getting the crowd all riled up, with "hoops" & "hollas"!
However, I did break the rules once. There was a cute guy standing way in back on a monument and he reached out his arm for me to throw a condom/lube pack to him. So tossed him one & luckily he caught it. But the rules were we needed to hand them out not toss. Which in my case make sense. Since we were marching to promote safe sex, it really would defeat the purpose if I flung a condom/lube pack and knocked someone unconious before they even got to participate in a sexual act.
WHOOPS!
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