My second annual Big Gay Weekend was not as action packed as the inaugural, but we did make it out to the parade on Sunday. We woke up late and ran to the bus heading for downtown and walked the 6 or so blocks to meet up with friends on the parade route. We did not eat any breakfast, and in fact didn't eat anything until hours later...but it was Pride, so there was vodka and orange juice. Turns out one can live on booze alone...at least for a few hours.
...ah yes, the last is the man I'm going to marry :)