WTF Jamie?

Festival time is Atlanta is often too much for me to handle. Masses of drunk, annoying people are scarier than zombies to me so I usually avoid the large ones (Dogwood, Music Midtown, Jazz etc...).This weekend I broke the rule and ventured out. I actually went to two festivals in the same day!!!! One of my best friends in the world was in town for the Pride Festival this weekend. * My Pride disclaimer *
1. Masses of gay men annoy me more than anything even more than drunk sorority girls. Sure there is things to look at but when that many get together the obnoxious levels go through the roof. I like mine in the small circle variety.

2. As Rob stated in his latest entry. There is really nothing political about it anymore. Just one big party for people to act in ways that set us back 10 years in the we are just like you department.

3. I am a misfit among them anyway so maybe it's angst but it's me so accept it. You do your thing and I will do mine.

Back to my story. So I met Brad, Jamie and James out Friday night at a sports bar close to their hotel. It was fun as we laughed and picked kicking back with a few beers. Saturday I actually got up early and went to the gym then headed over to Midtown to meet up with them at the park. After finally finding a parking place and walking two miles to the park I met up with the guys. Ok there were so many people there and it was so hot that I actually was disoriented. Two observations:

1. GLBT people come in all, shapes,sizes, races and modesty levels.
2. I know that I am the King of the South of 20 slackers. I have not been to a bar in Midtown (before Friday night) in many months, and I spend all my time in East Atl and L5P establishments. The reason I point this out is all those people I saw in the hour and a half I was in the park and I saw ONE person I knew.

After leaving the guys at the park I heaed home to meet Keri and Vic and head down to the East Atlanta Village and The Earl for the 10th Annual Corndog-O-Rama. Ok this thing was a blast. Hipsters, hippies and corndogs everywhere. The crowd was much smaller than the one in Midtown, like a neighborhood BBQ. Vic had signed up for the corndog eating contest which was hosted by Col. Sanders son. Vic did not win but she did not seem to really care. The best thing about the festival was it was cheap. $3.50 for corndogs and $2 for a 12oz Highlife tall boy. So after drinking and eating $25 of corndogs and Highlife I was in a happy place. There was so really good bluegrass like music and great people watching. *Side note*

I want to marry a hipster, who likes to travel and listen to NPR so if you know this person be sure to pass along my contact information.

Drained from the sun and a bit drunk from the cheap beer we heaed home for showers and naps. That night Kyle was having one of his impromptu porch parties so I heaed to L5P with a quick stop off for a case of Highlife. What a perfect night, rainy weather, a candle lit porch and 20 people just hanging out.

Sunday I had invited Brad, Jamie and James over for a late lunch after the parade. I was heaed to the parade but the weather looked like it might make it a no go so I went to the store instead. The parade did happy but in the rain and Brad and the boys came over and we grilled out in the rain and played celebrities into the night.

So all in all it was an outstanding weekend. It is truly not what you do but the company you keep. Thanks to Brad, Keri, Vic, Kyle, Jamie and James for a great weekend. I would not trade it for all the dirty hippies in the world.