RoCkInG The Boat!

		Monday, June 13, 2005
		Everybody Wants To Be Naked And Famous Saturday, June 12, 2:30 p.m. Intersection of 12th & E. Pine St. I was on my way to supervise a photo shoot for The Show, when on the street beside me about fifty bicyclists started lining up in the left-turn lane. Now, normally a pack of weekend bikers wouldn't be all that unusual around here, but this group was definitely not-the-norm. They were naked. Most of them anyway, some body painted, a few coyly sporting shorts or bikini bottoms, but otherwise in the buff. Evidentally, it was some sort of organized event. So, okay. No big deal. It was like a preview of next weekend's Solstice Parade. Heck, even the cops standing outside the East Precinct station on the corner seemed mildly amused. But then, the light turned green. I was the pedestrian, so I should have had the right-of-way, you would think. There I was, smack-dab in the middle of the crosswalk when suddenly I was surrounded by a moving horde of naked bicyclists, weaving around me and waggling various and sundry body parts like I was a rodeo barrel. Maybe they thought I'd enjoy the up-close show, but frankly it's a bit difficult to feel tittilated when you're in the middle of a swarm of people hurtling past you on mechanical devices that can bang you up pretty good, given sufficient impact-force. I really wanted to shout, "HEY! Just because you're NAKED, it doesn't mean you can abuse the law!" But that just seemed totally pointless -- I mean, thumbing their noses (among other things) at the rules was obviously what this gaggle was all about. Fortunately, I emerged on the other side of the intersection unscathed. Unfortunately, I didn't have the presence of mind to "whip out" the cellphone cam for a quick moblog snap. Your loss. Posted byCOMTE on 11:59 AM

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