September 25th, 2006
|12:55 pm - Merry Folsmas!|
Oh Folsom, what is there to say?
You are always the odd mix of total predictability and odd surprises. Lots of masturbators, sunburns, and generic leather boy outfits to be sure. But then there is the longtime shopper or cheese rep who one discovers is a big perv. It’s the joy of discovery I tell ya.
Our store had a booth again this year, but since we weren’t selling anything, they moved us to the top of 11th St. which only had about 6 booths and a lot less traffic. We did our usual attach our store banner to a row of handtrucks to, as my co-worker described it, bring a more proletarian feel to Folsom St. The rope bondage folks next to us attracted large crowds periodically but it was a very relaxed day for us. We had free spanking rulers which we ordered for the event. They were emblazoned with our store name, made from recycled currency, and were flexible enough to pack a lot of smacky action. People who test drove them in front of the booth seemed to be impressed.
Here’s a picture:
Isn’t that the most boring Folsom pic you’ve ever seen?
As always, I wish I took pictures of friends but I didn’t. I took a shot at the Eagle from the back steps to show how big and crazy the crowd was and to get an overview of the Tennis Fetishists and the Broken and Bruised having their turf war. Unfortunately on the side of the picture is some woman’s bare breasts so I don’t feel comfortable posting it. Sorry.
The best ever Folsom picture is here on Heathen’s journal. Oh, that Uke-Ray-Ray!
I saw about 20-30 LJers . (In fact, I’m actually starting to believe that defenestr8r actually still lives in San Francisco since I run into her almost every weekend. ) Special shout outs to goodbadgirl, chitinous, and chreebomb for hanging out all day
My favorite thing of the day was actually watching my young co-worker get kind of blown away by being at her first Folsom St. Fair. By her own account she saw many things for the first time and I think her boyfriend is in for a few surprises. At one point she said, " I want to see someone whip it out and measure themselves with one of our rulers."
I told her, "I bet all you have to do is ask." But she was too shy. Awwwwwwww.
|Date:||September 25th, 2006 08:06 pm (UTC)|| |
i stopped going to folsom in 1998 when i GOT PEED ON.
scarred for life.
|Date:||September 25th, 2006 08:16 pm (UTC)|| |
I've always worried about flying ejaculate from top floor apartments myself. But so far, so good.
Tennis fetishists? I know I'm not supposed to say, "I don't get it", and yet sometimes I can't help myself.
I assume it was a visual joke about how funny certain codified fetishes look. I could be wrong, but I don't think they really got off on tennis.
and my co-worker always asks about you at Folsom. The light-skinned Black woman with braces? Every year I have to explain we weren't doing it that year you visited and we are just friends.
i stopped by the rainbow booth but you weren't there! boo.
oh man, I was there from like 10 AM to nearly 3PM
|Date:||September 25th, 2006 08:22 pm (UTC)|| |
I was going to check out the Rainbow booth, but couldn't imagine what they might have - organic lube? Barriers for people with latex allergies? Cock rings made from recycled bike parts? (I'm sure it's been done.) Now I know!
I think I must be old and jaded, because nothing I saw remotely surprised me. I'll confess to being intrigued by the scrawny, dorky young indie boy in the felted balaclava, though, as I mentioned on my LJ. I tried to post a missed connections ad for him on Craigslist, but had technical difficulties. I guess it wasn't meant to be, ha. That's sweet about your co-worker...she must be new to SF, huh?
On an entirely unrelated and more mundane note, _did you get the cheese atlas I left at your work?_
Oh yes, i thought I thanked you for that already. Much appreciated.
co-worker yeah, fairly new. From the Central Valley.
Dude we not only had free rulers but also free lip balm and free apples. We usually have fruit leather too.
and you should totally place a missed connection. Go for it.
How long has .coop been a TLD? I fully expected the URL on the ruler not to work, but there it is. Totally crazy.
haha. it tells me a lot about you that on a post about a leather sex street fair you pick up on the .coop....
It's been about 2-3 years. I believe you have to get the domain through the National Cooperative Business Association but that may have changed. I of course have a dot coop e-mail address too. I love it.
I love that picture of Ukulele Ray
! He is one of the best self-promoters I've ever seen. I wonder which other Cool Events he's targeted?
I don't know, but he always seems to be at the Eagle when I'm there.
Those tennis bitches went down hard. ;) xoxo
I don't know... they didn't seem bruised or bleeding.
|Date:||September 25th, 2006 11:17 pm (UTC)|| |
|Date:||September 26th, 2006 12:16 am (UTC)|| |
Re: completely off-topic...
oh thanks for letting me know. They mentioned my love for Jayne Mansfield last week. I love them.
best thing overheard yesterday:
young straight-looking guy on 8th and Market: hey, what's that fair like?
woman on street, slightly pervy outfit: well, you'll see lots of things you've never seen before!
good to see you! sorry I was a little out of it. but who isn't at that thing?
my ruler rocks.
great to see you. I miss you. :(
I like how you hotted up your sister with that shiny shirt.
I saw you at the Rainbow booth, and I even stopped by to get you directions to my Folsom St. Fair party, but by the time I returned to the booth you were gone.
I would, however, like to thank the Rainbow employee who gave me an apple. The apples were tasty.
yeah, weren't those good? I had those for breakfast, ya know, before the meat-on-a-stick stands opened for the day.
You should have said hi!
Can I get one of those rulers?
I'll save one for you. But I'm not mailing it. You have to come visit.
These Folsom St. Fair entries always make me so bitter.
I want to see my good friend and your block-mate subtly_modded
bound in improbable positions! I want to wear the tiny pair of buttless chaps that [Bad username: sparklingseltzer]
thrift-scored for me so many years ago. I want to file the weener sizes of all my male friends away in my mental database.
|Date:||September 26th, 2006 03:59 am (UTC)|| |
Too bad the ruler wouldn't fit in my already-jammed bag. The lip balm is pretty sweet, though, and the apples were super-tasty. Rainbow knows how to stuff a Folsmas fishnet stocking!
|Date:||September 28th, 2006 06:51 am (UTC)|| |
too bad about the absence of fruit leather and licorice whips.
i'm thinking big folsmas and secret sadist thoughts!
merry folsmas to all, and to all a
and it wouldn't be the same without you.
you have discovered my (very poorly kept) secret!
it was a good year at folsom by my count. less hair asses, more public masturbating, and more random friend sightings. hooray!
hiding in Georgia's basement isn't a bad plan to get your schoolwork done.
Is this a white supremacist event or is San Francisco always this white? :P
what are you referring to?