I Thought I Was Okay.
As we debarked the F Castro muni car, and shlepped our stuff across Market St toward the Swedish American Hall, I was comfortable in what I had seen so far. I’m a cosmopolitan guy, a tolerant guy, an enlightened-modern-renaissance-guy. But I was completely and totally unprepared to see the four older men (50s, easy, for a few of them) who were wearing ass-less chaps and butt-floss. I mean, I’ve seen a lot of things. I’ve wandered DC during Mid-Atlantic Leather Weekend, but I was just totally unprepared.
I’ll save your eyes and not post the picture I wanted to take.
I think I’ve found my weird limit, and that’s it.