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Tease-O-Rama
San Francisco, September 26-29, 2002
Table of Contents:
- Introduction
- Getting to San Francisco
- Thursday Tease-O-Rama
- More Tease-O-Rama from Thursday
- More San Francisco
- Friday Tease-O-Rama
- More Tease-O-Rama from Friday
- Yet More from Friday
- Saturday Tease-O-Rama
- More Tease-O-Rama from Saturday
- Sunday Folsom Street Fair
- Links to performers, venues, etc.
Sunday Folsom Street Fair
Sunday we got up at a reasonable hour and had a tasty breakfast at J's Pots
of Soul, a soul food joint on Octavia St. at Page. AA claimed they had the best
pancakes so I got a short stack and had to agree. Excellent bacon, and their
lunch looked tasty as well.
| We headed out for another day on the town, including a trip across the
Golden Gate Bridge. |
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The views of the bay were magnificent as we cruised around town, as long
as the fog hadn't obscured everything. Fortunately the weather was clear
and pretty for the most part. |
| We headed back to the HQ to pick up PH, then headed down to Folsom Street
for the Folsom Street Fair, an "alternative lifestyles" event.
It was packed with folks, mostly men, many of whom sported leather attire
such as chaps, vests, and hats and nothing else. It made for a incredible
contrast to the afternoons of beautiful views and nights of beautiful women. |
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I wish I'd caught this guy a moment earlier when he had a cigarette dangling
out of his mouth! |
| But on the other end of the male spectrum, there were some real cuties. |
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And the costumes were magnificent! |
| I haven't seen so much male flesh in my life, probably even cumulatively.
Everywhere you looked was some leather-encased pierced appendage bouncing
about for your entertainment. You could sign up for a blowjob from the Blow
Buddies and step into their booth in the middle of the street. Or you could
just stand there and masturbate for the crowd. |
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For the less brave, there were a variety of spanking booths, as well as
the mundane bondage gear, jewelry, and art glass booths. |
| It was definitely something worth seeing, though once is probably enough
for me. Unless I could tie up some of the Baptists that used to give me
hell in high school and strap them to a handtruck and wheel them around
the fest. This is the kind of stuff that earned Sodom its reputation, a
freedom of sexuality that terrifies conservatives everywhere. |
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In fact, San Francisco as a whole has an open-minded, liberal feeling all over
town. The local paper has ads for several sex clubs and numerous kinky clothes
and toy shops, despite the fact that it's only a town of 750,000.
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After the Folsom Fest we grabbed a cable car over the hill. The wharf district
is the tourist strip of San Fran and the contrast from what we'd seen in the
Folsom Fair vs. the family-friendly outdoor mall that is the wharf district
was jarring. We stopped for seafood at Scoma's. I wasn't impressed at all with my broiled
swordfish, but the service was excellent and it sits on a dock right on the
bay. It has kind of a Florida old folks and tourist vibe about the place. |
We hit Buena Vista Club, a little corner bar that has documented proof that
they introduced Irish Coffee to America. Look around the room and you'll see
nothing but tall glasses of the thick, brown mixture topped with whipped cream.
Good stuff. Stop by their gift shop around the corner for a laugh - they have
their name and logo on everything from magnets to jackets to Christmas tree
ornaments to berets. Tacky!
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Unfortunately we were broke and had an early flight so we couldn't make
it to the post-Tease-O-Rama party on Sunday night. Instead, we packed and
headed to bed so we could be up at 5 for a ride across the bay bridge back
to Oakland, past the shipyards standing still in the midst
of a labor lock-out, past the stadium standing empty in the pre-dawn darkness,
past industrial warehouses and other ugly stretches of highway to the airport
to catch our flight home. Despite the early hour, flying west to east wasted
a whole day and by the time we got home we barely had enough time to unpack
and watch The Sopranos before we collapsed in bed, with burlesque fairies
dancing in our heads. |
Table of Contents:
- Introduction
- Getting to San Francisco
- Thursday Tease-O-Rama
- More Tease-O-Rama from Thursday
- More San Francisco
- Friday Tease-O-Rama
- More Tease-O-Rama from Friday
- Yet More from Friday
- Saturday Tease-O-Rama
- More Tease-O-Rama from Saturday
- Sunday Folsom Street Fair
- Links to performers, venues, etc.
