Have you ever had several hundred thousand people staring just slightly over your shoulder? It's freaking weird. This Sunday, we were lucky enough to score an invitation to march in the Pride parade, right next to a float that featured sexy nearly-naked dancers from Ruby Sky. Because that's just the kind of company we keep. The gyrating flesh certainly seemed to please the crowd, which is good news for Comcast, the float's sponsor. They need all the friends they can get these days, since the company -- which according to the Guardian has the lowest customer satisfaction rating of any company in country -- is currently renegotiating its contract with the city. Hey, Comcast, put in a clause about hiring Ruby Skye dancers to permanently decorate Market Street, and then maybe we'll talk. And, um, stop firing your employees for trying to form unions.

There were tons of lovely floats; one of our favorites was for Wells Fargo, which gets extra gay points for incorporating a showtune (but also loses gay points for it being a showtune sung by Ron Howard). There are, we regret to say, no surprises or insider scoops for us to report about the parade experience (which is possibly why the previous paragraph devolved into a gay Communist rant). We did, however, discover that dismal, sketchy Market Street becomes way more tolerable when it's closed to vehicular traffic -- too bad every day isn't gay day! See you next year, homos.

But until then, satisfy yourself with our Pride photos on Flickr.