someone sent me this article, if i'm ever to visit SF. i think it's quite appropriate.
IN DEFENSE OF ...
Pasty White Shirtless Guy
Sunday, April 26, 2009
With the excruciating heat wave that scorched the city this week, we're here to offer a window of amnesty - albeit a window that slams shut June 1 - to Pasty White Guys who want to remove their shirts in public. No judgment or pleas for sunscreen found here. Just acceptance and a hope that you'll use this grace period to transition your bone-white skin into a softer rose color before summer.
But before you take the blinding sheen of your flesh for a walk down Market Street, here are some gentle rules for public nudity, Pasty White Guy.
-- AT&T Park: Only after the start of the third inning. Let everyone catch a buzz.
-- Golden Gate Park: All day and everywhere. It's your DMZ.
-- Dolores Park: Not yet, Casper. You're not ready to tan with the big dogs.
-- Ocean Beach: Have at it. But watch out for windburn.
-- North Beach: No. Not while people are eating.
-- Haight Street: Your call, player. Pros: No one is tanner than you. Cons: A gutter punk may heckle you. Or touch you.
So say it loud: You're pasty and you're proud.