Monday, June 20, 2005

Folsom......East

Yeah, I went too.

So is leather over or what? I don't mean as a fashion accoutrement, or winter weather wear. It just seems like something left over from the Middle Ages, like drag queens. Oops. I know, shriek and yell, but both communities, such as they are, seemed based on archaic and arcane codes and philosophies. And strangely, or actually not so strangely, both are rather intertwined. In fact, one of our oldest leather purveyors is for all intents and purposes an Imperial Court hotbed!

I corralled M. into going with me. It being Sunday, Tim had to work. After tending our donations, we walked past the many booths set up to hawk the various wares one finds at these street fairs, leather goods, poppers, dildos and porn. The many ancillary organizations also had representatives, though the only ones I recognized were the Metrobears. This area was strangely underpopulated. Some people here and there, but the majority of the attendees headed straight for the Eagle and spent the afternoon getting pleasantly wasted. I have to admit I joined them.

It was fun to see some old friends, make a few new ones (thanks and a tip of the hat to both Joe & Guido for separately giving my libido a general kick in the ass) and watch the circus in front of me. I stayed a few hours, drank a few beers and generally enjoyed the hell out of it. There were the usual Eagle cliques including scary older leather men who should be re-evaluating their look as we speak and young'uns who can't be bothered to pay attention to anyone else but their little friends and can't stop posing for pictures. What is that? If it's not photographed it didn't happen? I never saw so many people taking pictures of themselves. Lots and lots of regular guys, though. No end of significant eye contact.

I wish Tim had been there with me. This is the 9th Folsom event, and he was at the first one only. I went down to the Dugout after a while, which is traditionally dismal during Folsom. His business was way off. Next week should make up for it though. Pride is insane down there. Then we'll head off to New Hope for a few days of heavy drinking,trouble making and general meeting and greeting.

Can't wait!

2 Comments:

Blogger Mr. H.K. said...

Yeah, it's kind of like: when you've been to one you've been to them all.

I guess if you have gangs of friends to hang with, then it's fun...

And if it's your first time, it's fun and maybe even exciting...

But, I didn't even bother to wander by there this year, and I live a few blocks away...

Ah well...

5:37 PM  
Blogger Mark said...

I hadn't realized one had to be a card-carrying member of some dead cow society to stand in the street and drink.

I think the majority of people attending are there strictly for the social aspects of the afternoon, and less for the displays and entertainment.

This post is two years old. Perhaps I'll address the subject in a new post.

Or not.

10:29 AM  

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