We have Premium passes to both Disneyland and Califoria Adventure. Basically we can go to either Park (or both), any day of the year. We park on the property for free (which is nice if there's a show @ the Downtown Disney House of Blues) and we get a discount off (almost) everything we buy on the property as well - souvenirs, food, soft drinks, etc. We go to Anaheim a lot. At least once a month we drag each other off the couches on a weekend afternoon and at least walk around singing "Hi Ho!" for a couple hours. The fact that we can drink (at California Adventure and at Downtown Disney), shop, watch a movie if we want, etc. doesn't hurt.

Saturday morning, we've grabbed a decent parking spot, ate breakfast on the road to avoid the tourist crunch on Main Street, and are boarding the tram. I must have been oblivious. Roomie looks at me and asks in a barely audible whisper, "Is this a *special* weekend at Disneyland?" I wasn't sure what she's talking about, I looked around for a second, and I swear to god, a lightbulb appeard over my head. The first weekend of every October is an "unofficial", "non-Disney-sponsored" event: Gay Days at Disneyland.

Anyone who knows me, knows exactly how I feel about the gay community at large, so I'm not going to get into it here. Gay Days actually makes the park a little more fun. Everyone involved is in a mood to have a good time, there are thousands of red T-shirts of all descriptions (There is an 'Official' Gay Days Anaheim T-shirt, but most people just wear red. My favorite this year reads simply "Hi. You'll do."), and a real sense of community...

...then I look down and realize what I chose to wear. Yep, a red T-shirt. Now, it didn't have a catchy slogan or a rainbow on it, and frankly I don't care what people think. Yes, Roomie and I have been best-friends for 20 years. Yes, we have lived together since we both moved to LA 12 years ago. Yes, we may grow old together. Yes, I use "we". But she's like my sister. I love her, I just don't *love* her...

I felt like a traitor, like I should have to give back my fag hag card, but I actually thought about buying another T-shirt. I just didn't want to misrepresent myself, or be a "poser", then I realized how ridiculous I was being, and we headed into the "happiest place on earth".

Anyway, the day was as fun as expected, although we cut it a bit short (too crowded) and decided to go to a movie (Just Like Heaven - I highly reccommend - a good chick flick), and we both got looked up and down a couple of times! Thanks Ladies, nice to know someone thinks I'm cute...