When David and I first met, my friend was singing in a competition called Pride Idol. Every Thursday night for about a month and a half, David and I would head to Meteor (a pretty gay bar) and listen to a group of gay men, a lesbian, and someone pretending to be a lesbian sing songs. Looking back on those nights, I realize that David was making quite the sacrifice by attending. He stood with me while grown men dressed up like Lady Gaga sang their hearts out for the title of Pride Idol. Much to David’s dismay, I’m sure, my friend made it to the top three in the competition. He ended up taking 2nd place. The girl pretending to be a lesbian won. It was bogus. The first picture of us ever on Facebook was taken at this competition. It makes me smile every time I see it.
