The Red Hour
I had a great time with my friends at yesterday's NYC Gay Pride pier dance. Only complaint, the music coulda been better. But of course that's all subjective and I'm picky.
The high point of the day was laughing non-stop with my sister, Alan, at the celebratory picture we hung up at the pier which puzzled many onlookers. But not us, we knew what it meant.
(hint if you're not in the know; the image is of Tula, a young lady who goes into an excited frenzy at the onset of The Red Hour, in the Star Trek episode, The Return of the Archanons.
The high point of the day was laughing non-stop with my sister, Alan, at the celebratory picture we hung up at the pier which puzzled many onlookers. But not us, we knew what it meant.
(hint if you're not in the know; the image is of Tula, a young lady who goes into an excited frenzy at the onset of The Red Hour, in the Star Trek episode, The Return of the Archanons.
Festival! Festival!
actual picture caption: Suddenly, the clock strikes 6:00, which is Red Hour. The normally docile and modest citizens suddenly turn violent and wild. Here, Tula screams with delight and lets down her hair as Red Hour begins.
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