I got some geek stuff done yesterday (monthly printing of envelopes and etc for Erie Gay News, in anticipation of folding this Tuesday.) I went down to Venango for Menspace, which was very nice. I then went out to the Zone and chatted with some folks. I was walking towards the dance floor, and a woman said "Hi, my name is {name}." I was figuring that she was going to ask me about Erie Gay News or the Pride Picnic or something like that. Wrong! She then said, "Are you straight?" I suppressed the urge to guffaw uproariously and gently disabused her of that notion. (I really wanted to say, "Honey, I am so openly gay that I think it is probably visible from space. You are in a gay bar talking with the the editor of the local gay rag.")
All in all, it was funny and slightly surreal.
