You know what is really really excellent about a town full of the gay ladies?
It is a constant attractive dyke parade.
Since settling down at this coffee shop with a hot chai and an eclair, I've seen:
- A butch with a bright blonde buzz cut who looks like she could bench press me.
- Two stately attorney-type dykes with power suits and men's shoes.
- A shy-looking lesbian with curly brown hair, a shapeless green vest, and a HUGE stack of papers.
- Not one, but TWO dykes in uniform. When I settle, may I live in a place where the police department is comprised entirely of no-nonsense, steely-eyed butches?
This is awesome. That is all.