Happy Pride Day everyone,
I decided to keep Sukie company at the parade while he took photos. There were over 250 floats/entrants in the parade and over a half a million people. Most of them drunk from what I could seen.
I am even more exhausted and tired and achy than a day at the parks.
It was fun in a way. Sukie took lots of photos for his paper and lots of people fussed over him, because "Out and Proud in Chicago" has been screening all week on PBS.
We went to to party at the paper's office. All I wanted to do was sit down and have a cold drink. It was not to be, more people fussing over Sukie. One very drunk young man became very enamored and would not leave Sukie alone. I'm afraid I was a bit rude to the young man, tapped his shoulder and said, "Excuse me but perhaps you're too drunk to have noticed the wedding ring?"
Actually, wasn't jealous sort at all he just caught me at a bad time, I was cranky hot, tired. I was annoyed that we couldn't just sit quietly and have a cold drink.
The young man then started to complement Sukie on his hair. I said, "It isn't real you know. It's a toupee. At night he keeps it on the night stand next to the bed."
"You shouldn't say such horrible things!" He said.
"I don't think it's horrible at al." I replied. "After all, like the toupee well enought to buy it for him!"
From there it only got worse. More people huddling around, one who apparently wanted to know what day and time Sukie and I were on TV so they could catch our show.
We ended up leaving. I never did get to sit down for very long or finish my cold drink.
