This past weekend, I finally had a taste of what it's like to celebrate Gay Pride here in Dallas. Sure, I've been to Gay Days at Disney World, but I didn't participate in any of the events outside of the park, opting for visiting the parks instead (I mean, that's why you go to Disney World, right?).
Well, this year Dallas Pride was most assuredly was a "gay" weekend. And boy was it fun!
I got to see a couple of amazing drag shows at the Rose Room.
Cher even made an appearance... well, her impersonator, anyway. :) She even lip-synched my favorite Cher song: "Dark Lady."
Unfortunately, I didn't get that many pictures of the lovely ladies that performed. They were moving too fast the first night, and I forgot the camera the second night, which really bit the big one because that was probably the best drag show I've seen yet in Dallas.
The parade was cool, but more for the people watching the parade route than for the parade itself. Although, there were some really cool floats. Like this one:
;)
No really, the people were the best and worst parts of the parade. Our group of four even got bowled over by a massive woman wanted to "move [her] BIG ass to the front." There were also plenty of boys and girls in their underwear, often prompting the phrase, "Skinny bitch." A few people in leather. And one really brave woman who opted to go shirt and bra-less, covering up her naughty bits with some well-placed electrical tape.
Despite all of this, and quite unfortunately as you will discover, our group couldn't quite get passed the quiet one of the group (me) releasing his inner bitch on a poor unsuspecting Black-Eyed Pea server. Poor thing. I still feel incredibly bad about that. My reaction became a mantra of sorts for the rest of the weekend.
Here's what happened:
I had ordered the fried chicken tenderloins with macaroni and cheese and seasoned rice. Our order arrived and I was horrified to see my fried chicken tenderloins accompanied by fries and mashed potatoes. I hate mashed potatoes (with a passion apparently).
The server started handing me my plate and I said, "Um, I ordered macaroni and cheese and seasoned rice. I hate mashed potatoes, so I know I didn't order mashed potatoes."
Everyone was stunned. The server looked shocked. And I didn't notice that I'd said anything amiss.
The server left my plate and promised to bring out my sides quickly, which he did. At this point, my fiance, his cousin and her fiance, informed me of how bitchy my response was. Now it was my turn to be shocked. I was horrified to have said such a thing in that way. Needless to say, I was very nice to him from that moment on. And we left a good tip.
Lesson of the weekend: Be careful of Pride, because too much can cause unsuspecting symptoms of the bad kind of "bitchy gay."
Aside from that embarrassing episode, we had a fabulous time. I hope to have a great time again next year, minus my snob-moment from above, of course.
Not the least bit surprised.
ReplyDeleteJust kidding!
It was good seeing you guys this weekend!
Lol!
ReplyDeleteIt was great to see you too, Darren!