Pink Queers and Topless Dykes

As I wrote in my last blog post, Butch Jamie screened at the Frameline film festival at the Castro last weekend. It was the first time I saw BUTCH JAMIE listed on a theater marquee - a very cool thing to see.


I learned that they recently restored the marquee for Gus Van Sant's upcoming film Milk, where Sean Penn plays the 1970s openly gay mayor Harvey Milk. I'm looking forward to seeing it when it comes out later this year.


In addition to the film festival, it was also SF Pride last weekend. Saturday night was "Pink Saturday," a blocked-off street where you BYOB and mill about.




The best part was really the people-watching. After all, Pride is the new Halloween.








Also on Saturday was the dyke march.



Unlike the march in L.A., SF did have several topless women walking around.


One lady was carrying her breasts in her hands, claiming that the doctor told her they were 21 lbs each (not that I'm an expert on boob weight, but they didn't look that big. I tried to weigh my boobs a couple of months ago just for the hell of it on my small postage scale. It seemed that they were about 2 lbs each max, but I'm probably way off. They're hard to weigh since they're attached to your body).

Naked Men in LA LA Land

Naked Boys Singing, the movie that lives up to its title. When I got back from the Portland festival, I went to the L.A. premiere of Naked Boys Singing. I met one of the directors, Troy Christian, and 2 of the actors at the film festival in Tampa, so I wanted to check it out and see what all this penis hype was about.

I do think I was the only lesbian there. I don't mind representin' my peeps, although I don't know if I can speak for everybody when I say that I was fascinated at the spectacle! 10 bouncing penises for an hour and a half -- it was unlike anything I had ever seen! I'm sure I found it much more educational than the gay men or straight women in the audience, although they may have gotten some other benefits out of the whole experience as well. Oh, and the singing and dancing were good, too...


Above is a pic taken with one of the film's actors, Kevin Stea, now fully clothed. He's in the middle and on the left is Chad Allen. Chad and his penis are not to be seen in this movie, although he does appear in several other movies without his penis. Well, he doesn't appear without his penis, but he appears while he penis doesn't. Ok, 'nuff said.


A few days after I went to Naked Boys Singing, my friend Karen and I did the L.A. AIDS Walk. For those of you who don't live near West Hollywood, the nun-looking people in the pic are the infamous WeHo drag nuns. I'm not sure what name they go by, but I guess WeHo drag nuns makes sense, or maybe something like "drag queens with bad habits."

The walk was a lot of fun -- if any of you are thinking about doing it next year, you definitely should. You walk 6 miles while eating free ice cream, cookies, and potato chips. I think I gained weight during the walk, but what the hell - it was for charity.