9In June I went to the San Francisco Gay Pride Parade for the first time with Dennis and Robin. For them it was another opportunity to get high and dress up in bright clothing and jewelry. The mood of the city, as with so many events here, was casual abandon.
We’re doing mushrooms, Robin informed me in the morning. Would you like some?
He showed me a clear plastic bag containing dried caps and stems.
Thanks, I replied. I’ll just take a couple of pieces.
Are you sure that’s all you want?
Yeah. That should be enough. So how are we getting downtown? Do you want to catch a streetcar?
Oh, the 8 Market bus will be more fun, Dennis replied. It’ll be filled with queers and dykes today.
I was feeling a buzz from the mushrooms when we arrived in the Financial District where everyone was assem
