A cloudless sky and temps in the 80s brought a horde of happy homos to the Castro Street Fair today. Ah, San Francisco summer. I’ve run into tons of people I knew when I lived here, some of which only remembered me by my old Manhunt screenname. I love my people.
Down in the Sugar Valley section of the fair, where you could whack-a-mole celebrity Scientologists and perform other pop culture-related antics, I ran into drag superstar Peaches Christ, whose name still makes me laugh all these years later.