Ah, the hanky: Our community’s polychromatic tradition of flagging the way we like to fuck. Being a perv and a nerd, I’m obviously a fan, with it’s origins supposedly going back in the mists of time to square dances full of randy forty-niners and wayward sailors out for a hot

The fog has turned decidedly balmier and the streetlights of Market Street have sprouted rainbows anew. Pride has returned to the City, and whereas the Sunday festivities receive the heaviest marketing, we here at BAS want to make sure that we keep you up to date on the best part