If you had asked me what my perfect Pride would consist of, never would I have been able to come up with a scenario that would come close the the perfect Pride weekend I just had!

It was the right combo of work and play.  First off the weather was flawless Saturday afternoon on the corner of Church & Wellesley.

Then what to my wondering eye should appear, but Toronto’s FIRST Trans March!  Hundreds strong they march down Church St. to thunderous applause.  (Trans is the new Gay!)

After a butt load of beer and a good night rest, I was ready to host The Pride & Remembrance Run.  Held ever year during Pride this year the beneficiaries were Casey House & Black Cap.

Which was a huge success!! 

Time to get ready to host the Saturday night main stage with Deborah Cox… did you think I wouldn’t have a ‘look’?

The next day started with rain, but exactly at 2pm, when the parade started, the sky cleared (that’s cuz God loves his gays).   One mother along the parade route held a sign I loved.  Her feelings of devotion and love for her son surpassed all others!   Perched on the back of the VW convertible we led the PROUD FM float which followed behind with a rainbow arc of coloured ballons down Yonge St. and passed 1 million+ onlookers!

Of course, the best part of the weekend, was that I got to spend it with Shaun!

As the temperature goes up and the days count down, you can literally feel the excitement building in the air.  Walking down the street, new faces and foreign tongues meet your ears (if you’re lucky) and rainbow flags adorn every store window.  The parade, the dyke march,  the parties, the stages, the tents… where do I fit in?  Where do I begin? 

As a porn star the answer was easy, hop on a float, strip down to a pair of sequined hot pants, drop an E and GO!

But this year as my alter ego self, and on-air at the world’s first and only commercial gay & lesbian radio station as their Mid-day Host, I’m treading on new territory here people.  I’ve got hosting gigs to do, big hosting gigs.

How did I get here?  Last year at this time I was still a newbie to PROUD FM (proudfm.com).  I was just squeaking out a weekly Saturday afternoon show.  Polishing my technique and happy to be on air.  

Now?  I’m hosting the Saturday night Wellesley stage introducing none other than Deborah Cox!!  Usually when I’m on stage in front of that many people, I’m stripping.  This time, I have to use my words.  What do you say to a crowd of hundreds as they wait impatiently for the dance diva to take the stage?

God, I can’t count the number of dance floors I’ve torn up in a cracked out frenzy, arms in the air, sweat pouring down my naked back to the wailing voice of Ms. Cox.

Should I back down from this new challenge?  Should I step aside and let someone more experienced take over? Do I measure me by what they think?

ABSOLUTELY NOT!

HAPPY PRIDE EVERYONE!!!