And continuing on the theme of what a crazy city...

Left my apartment Saturday night to go meet a friend for dinner. As I got onto Valencia Street, Dykes on Bikes rode by. The minute they started honking and whooping and hollering, every lesbian in the area-- which was a lot considering it was Pink Saturday-- dropped what they were doing to check them out. I'm serious, it was a little scary, actually. Wee ha!! Fat, naked, mohawked clad lesbian ta-tas! (And let me just say that was even less attractive than I made it sound. Which I think is kind of the point, but still).

Then went to dinner at a middle eastern place and sat next to a Moslem lady wearing the Moslem head gear.

God love living in a world-class city.