So the forecast for Pride Day in Toronto was “sun, heat, cool and rain.” And we got all of that. And we had a rockin’ party. I spent a lot of time watching the kids having a blast, fiercing it out at an age when I was still thinking I’d some day get married and have a family and spend summer weekends camping naked in the mountains with the other neighbourhood husbands and fathers.
I like this life better. Love fearlessly, people.
“You are fabulous, each and every one.” — Angels in America
An Exuberant Display of Bootitude (mouseover)
An Assortment of Creative Facial Hair
A Vision in Pink
A Knee-Weakeningly Sexy Neighbour
A Less-Than-Stellar Visual Pun
An Adorable Daughter and One of Her Hot Gay Dads
An AIDS Committee of Toronto Cheerleader
A Kingpin
An Offering to the Pride Gods
3 comments
Looks like you were having a good time, in spite of the crowds. But then you seemed to be knee deep in hot menz.
Speaking of “fiercing it out”… you look like you are holding your own in the “fierceness” arena.
Woof!
What a joyous time y’all had! So glad the weather cooperated. What lovely photos of everyone!
And as for A Knee-Weakeningly Sexy Neighbour, you *are* voicing the opinion of the Hugh Jackman-lookalike, aren’t you? It’s true!