Dancing All Day and Night With the Theydies on Pride

This weekend was New York City Pride, and you know what that means: paying tons of money to get and stay wasted with lots of people you either have already slept with, or would never sleep with, or maybe, come to think of it, both, all in the name of queer liberation, and all on the 55th anniversary of Stonewall. My problem? I just wasn’t in the mood. The Fire Island gays on my timeline were posting Excel spreadsheets mapping out their party plans in 30-minute increments...