Today was my third trip to San Franciso since I moved to the Bay Area
a few week ago.  If you care, today's trip involved:

Crackheads: Lots and lots of crackheads, especially on Mission Street
just south of Market and just north of Market around Civic Center.
Oh, and one crackhead hogged the public toilet for 10 minutes, I just
KNEW the bum was shooting up in there and sure enough I saw a needle
on the floor when I used it.  He was white, but the rest were negros
begging for change.

A Dude in a Dress: I saw two she-thangs, or at least I wasn't sure if
they were really female.  Then on the train heading home I boarded and
sat near a DUDE IN A f.cking DRESS.  I know she-thangs and this was no
she-thang, it was an ordinary-looking dude in a dress.  Naturally, his
bicycle had a "NADER FOR PRESIDENT" sticker on it along with stickers
promoting the usual lefty causes.  It's cool, I keep an open mind if
that was his thing so be it, just as my thing is brazenly wearing a
Satanic pentagram in public.  Still, it is weird, even though I'm gay
such things still seem freakish to me.

Hippies Selling Marijuana: I can't say for certain, but I heard rumors
that there are hippies selling marijuana on major downtown streets,
and that it isn't the ordinary seedy Mexican brickweed y'all might have
heard rumors of, but rather the FINEST hydroponic sinsemilla, no stems
or seeds, full of red hairs, and stinking to high heaven.  It is said
that just a few crumbs smoked in the smallest bowl available is enough
to f.ck you up all night long.  Expensive as hell though, rumor has it
going for $60 an eighth.  Hardly surprising, I passed several "indoor
gardening" shops selling 1000W lamps and hydroponic systems.  I also
walked by hippies openly smoking marijuana (the chronic hydroponic of
course) in Golden Gate Park.

AIDS Parade: I missed the AIDS parade, I had been planning to protest
it if it passed by me.  While they were marching to "educate" the
public (duh, I still don't know what HIV is, I need more education),
that damn crackhead left an infected hypodermic needle in the public
toilet.  Why is that a.shole out running around potentially infecting
others with his idiocy?  They can spend their whole AIDS Parade
proceeds on "educating" (chanting communist propaganda slogans) him
and he will still leave his infected needles laying around.  That same
amount of money could be used to pay for his lifetime incarceration at
the quarantine camp.

Guys Holding Hands: I actually like this, that we don't have to hide
our sexual orientation here.  That does not translate as acceptance
of HIV, though, I still despise everyone who has it.  I am also
very cynical, those loving couples have been together for 36 hours
already, and will bitterly break up within the next 48 hours.  In
other words, the symbolism of holding hands in meaningless, it really
does not show their love and devotion for each other, but rather is
likely performed for shock value.  But it is still cool to see them
walk by families with children, having to explain it to them (I can
still remember my father trying to explain Liberace to me, maybe
that's what turned me gay :).

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"At least my mom's not on the cover of "Crack Whore" magazine!"
-- South Park; "Pink Eye"
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