It’s Gay Pride month. We had our parade and festival last weekend.
Lynda Carter, of Wonder Woman fame, was our grand marshall. I had the surprise honor of sitting next to her at the birthday part of the kid of a mutual friend here in DC like twenty years ago. It was just Lynda and me sitting at a picnic table having lunch, no one else around. I was speechless. Literally. I said not a word. I was having a picnic with Wonder Woman. In retrospect, I’m bummed I didn’t speak to her, but I’ll always have the pathetic memory of being turned into goo. :)