Acceptable answers are
A. Nothing
and
B. The Chicago Pride Parade with vuvuzelas, which I experienced today.
Sorry if this sounds too cool for school, holier than thou Pride hateration in this dancerie but it fucking sucked. The sun poisoning and food poisoning weren’t the fault of the parade and it’s not like I want it to change, it’s important. But I clearly should not have gone. (PS. Thank you Kickstand for providing an air conditioned place to rest and for the only good chai I’ve ever had in the city. It’s across the intersection from Starbucks and was inexplicably empty).
We also went to Girl Blast and I should’ve known what the hell it would be like by the name alone. Turns out I don’t like getting charged $10 ($14 after 3) to get corralled into a parking lot and only have the drinking choices of $5 Miller Lite, $6 the worst drink ever or $4 water. I also don’t like an MC who does nothing but make the hired dancers grind on her while she says disgusting things and gropes their bodies and then grabs a random guy who ‘wants to just fuck somebody tonight’ to spend 5 minutes asking the 99.9% lesbian crowd ‘who wants to get fucked in the ass?’ over and over again. ‘Fuck this, let’s go to Spyner’s.’ -Jen
Ending on a good note, despite the sun poisoning Dyke March was great. The route was beautiful and everyone around was accepting and supportive. Unfortunately there were a lot less people in the march than last year, which was further north in Pilsen, and the march was significantly shorter. Although less folks went down to the South Side for it, there were more representations of people and families of queer Chicago and it was beautiful to be a part of and I plan on helping with the organizing for next year.