Last year, I found myself witnessing the largest pride celebration on this planet, the 46th annual New York City Pride March. An electric, colorful, almost Mardi Gras-esque celebration of love and life, that was attended by a record setting 32,000 marchers. And thousands upon thousands of supporters that lined up all along 5th Avenue, from outside Empire State Building all the way to the historic Stonewall Inn. As I stood there on the side (with strangers …
Year: 2017
2017’s first week has officially come to an end. Seeing as I stuffed myself silly with Indian junk food, met up with some of my oldest friends and ate some more junk food, and then slept it all off, most of this week, it is safe to say that it has been gooood. It occurs to me that I should probably write a new year post. None of my “resolutions” have ever actually worked out in the past, …