(2) Pride was fun, but wet. Very wet. And it was less fun for
cathijosephine, who was staffing the table at the rally on the common while we marched, and who had the shelter break spectacularly and collapse in a gust of wind. It was only prevented from falling her (I understand; I wasn’t there for this) by the quick-thinking cute burly guys in kilts from the Utilikilts booth across the way, who caught it as it fell. And all this happened just as the parade was ending, so (I presume; I didn’t actually hear this from her) before the rally and the booth had had much traffic.The march itself was fun, though. I was surprised at the size of the crowds watching, given the weather. We handed out almost all the cards I printed, I believe, and a bunch of pamphlets. The signs
cathijosephine and others made looked great. The actual marching contingent was pretty substantial. And I ran into gishmi1ish! That was a delightful surprise.Have to go have a hot shower and do some laundry now...
