gay days (and how!)
I’ll be offline for a couple of days, as I will be going on vacation for a week to Orlando to attend Orlando Gay Days.
Let me pause for a moment, so you can let it sink in and realize how hilarious the thought of me attending Gay Days is.
For those that aren’t familiar, the premise is this: a bunch of gay men (and a lesbian or two) wear red shirts and go to Disneyworld. That’s it. The End. Gay Days, of course, is not a official, sanctioned Disney event, which is why everyone who is gay must wear a red shirt — so all the gay men can tell each other apart.
Because it’s not completely obvious when you see a boat full of men singing along to “It’s a Small World.” Or when they’re making out at “Pirates of the Carribean.”
I’m also half-expecting every single circuit boy running into Abercrombie & Fitch and buying the ONE RED RINGER TEE they have in stock so they can look “extra cute.” Maybe one will be different and cut the sleeves off! Oooh, what rebels! And then they will all take of their shirts, make out with each other and someone will overdose on horse tranquilizer in what is called, ironically, the happiest place on earth. While I nurse a drink and watch from the sidelines. Like always.
“Bitter? Party of one?” Eh, only a little bit. I had reason to be. I’ll be in good company, however, and god knows I need this vacation. E-mail me if you’re going, we’ll go on a ride together and make fun of people while we’re standing in line for four hours.
By the way — because I’ll be gone in a couple of days, I have finally went ahead and posted a “Best of LYD” page. This page includes most of the posts involving my mom (e-mail me if I’m missing one), all of my posts that involve The Weakest Link, and some of my favorite posts from this website.
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