The gathering solstice

[randy_byers]

It seemed to me that a lot more people had already staked out places along the parade route as I made my way to Roxy's Diner this morning at 8am than had done so by the same time last year. The guys who had hauled six couches down to the curbside looked like they had camped on the couches overnight. Yes, it's time for the annual Fremont Solstice Parade (NSFW). An air of happy anticipation is building in the neighborhood. One guy I passed gave me the Hawai'ian shaka sign and said, "Aloha!" Roxy's was already humming with business, and I told the waitresses that I would pray for them. It's going to be a crazy day there at the heart of the storm.

Meanwhile, I'm printing the cover for AmaZed and CorfluZed #4, the Corflu Zed regress report. The plan is to mail paper copies to every member of the convention, including supporting and one-day members. Once the paper is mailed out, the PDF will go up on efanzines.com. I'm really pleased with the zine, which is a good memorial to the convention. I'll post a notice here when the PDF goes up.

It rained hard yesterday evening, but the sun is peeking out now. Maybe it won't rain on the solstice parade. Time to pick some raspberries!

Update: Drums in the distance. The natives are restless.

Comments

[randy-byers.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it's getting mighty crowded lately. For us, living in Fremont, it means a weekend of not daring drive away from the house.

[mlamprey.livejournal.com]

When we first moved here it was pretty awesome and worth the trip with little kids. One highlight was a Mothra musical float. Then all the little kids along the curb got mooned/flashed by the Utilikilt gang. My daughter came right home and drew some anatomically correct pictures of the event.

[randy-byers.livejournal.com]

There were more nude bicyclists than ever this year -- maybe a hundred. Many small children were exposed to the full range of anatomical parts. As we watched one plump guy wearing a chicken head, a few feathers, and not much else hugging some friends along the way, with the friends' five-year-old daughter watching from behind her mom, we concluded that as an adult the girl will feel an inexplicable urge to ask her boyfriends to dress as chickens before they have sex.