Baton Bob making a splash during the Pride Parade…

I mean, really? How many years in a row does the Lord need to provide [tag]Atlanta much needed rain on the day of the Pride Parade[/tag]? Maybe he felt as if all gays needed to get a little bit wet, but lightening and thunder? Eesh.

Regardless of the serious storm, Alison and I had a fabulous time hanging out in the Laughing Skull Lounge at the Vortex drinking Michael’s famous “Big Gay” drink – a mixture of rum, more rum, and serious fruit juices.

People stayed and watched the entire parade – even though some almost got struck by lightening. The usual floats were there including Delta and Swinging Richards and the Flying Biscuit had a great float with signs saying [tag]“Show us your Biscuits”[/tag] and someone in our party (not to be named-Rachel) did in fact show her biscuits which “won” her a Flying Biscuit t-shirt. Yet, the greatest part of the day was when [tag]Baton Bob[/tag] came prancing by with his whistle and baton in hand – in the pouring rain – and everyone went crazy. I have not seen him around lately and he is missed greatly, so this was indeed a treat.

Next year, I expect the Lord to give us a lot of rain for our drought, but save a sunny day for Pride!

Flying Biscuit folks asking viewers to show their “biscuits.”

Kristen, Meghan, Alison, and Tammy singing “It’s Raining Men”