At the Chicago Gay Games, or any Gay Games for that matter, I am overwhelmed by the massive quantity of gay people milling about all over town.
There are gay people in every restaurant, every store and every train. You even get to a point where straight people start to appear gay to you. I fully expect the same thing to happen in Cologne.
On my flight to Zurich, I sat next to a straight boy named Jacob. I wasn’t even in Cologne yet and I felt the gay beast within taking over. Jacob was dressed like Indiana Jones and I was immediately smitten.
Kevin: Ooh, I love a theme party. Where are you headed?
Jacob: I am going to Nairobi to check out Collared Cats.
Kevin: Oh yea, wasn’t their last CD really dark techno?
Jacob: I am doing a research study on lions that have been collared.
Kevin: Oh, will you be staying at the Nairobi Ritz?
Jacob: I brought a tent.
Kevin: Oh, so you will be in a tent in the woods with boys?
Jacob puts his headphones on.
Let the games begin.