Okay, quick post (because I lost the longer version) but NO less amazing.
I wrote that I went to Pride the other day, yes? Amazing experience, memories that will last a lifetime... Yeah, it was a great day. Well, it turns out that the day was even more amazing than I thought because who could have imagined that I, Formerly Scott, the guy standing there amidst thousands and thousands of queers wondering if any of them had ever even heard of Oasis, was standing and watching the parade next to another Oasis writer. No no, wait, it gets better. Not only was I standing next to her, but I came to the parade with her and did not know that we had this in common. In one of those bizarre coincidences, Formerly Scott and Blue Tinged Skin, two people ordinarily separated by hundreds and hundreds of miles, stood next to each other at their first NYC Pride Parade thinking that the only things they had in common were that they were gay and that they were friends with a really great straight gal. It's kind of like two superheroes meeting as their everyday-person-cover, isn't it?
I've said it before and I'm sure I'll say it again, but it is a small gay world. I have never been so convinced of this as I was when I got the phone call tonight. It was Blue, saying that she had asked our friend Freesia (hey, it was a pseudonym I gave her back in early 2002 so I might as well use it again) for my number because she read my other post about the beads and Jo[h]n and had to find out which big coincidence (that two Oasis writers managed to befriend the same girl even though they live so very far away and she and the said friend went to a small college, or that two men at the parade had the bead thing happen and were standing next to guys named Jo[h]n who said that they were the chosen ones) had occurred. Personally, I think that the thing that really happened is the bigger coincidence, because I have never EVER met anyone who had visited this site before, let alone another writer and regular reader. Oh, it was marvellous. I'm glad that I came out to my friend, I'm glad that she made friends with Blue, and I'm glad that I had my first surge of gay pride with someone who contributed to this magazine, which was a big source of support for me before I accepted myself. I'm also glad that we got along so well. We might be going to Woody's in Philly tomorrow now. It's so great to have a friend like her here.
Oh, that day just keeps getting better and better! I'm almost led to believe that fate was working on it as a little side project.