Mention Key West in New York City, and someone is bound to say "That's gone straight, hasn't it?" I'm here to tell you that the straightening of Key West is a myth.

More after the jump, plus photos of bloggers-gone-wild.

It seems that what has happened in Key West is that both straights and gays have not just blurred their distinctions, but seeing no value to those distinctions, have tossed them into the ocean and have gone hand-in-hand into wonderful abandon.

We (and please go here for Joe's careful account of where we have been and what we have seen, plus a list of names of gay bloggers, videographers and performers on our press junket.) are here for Fantasy Fest, a week of delicious craziness.

JoeMyGod watched as I almost took out a row of twenty mopeds while learning to operate the brakes. The rental guys wondered if I might prefer a bicycle. I've rather mastered it.

My immediate impression: Provincetown crossed with New Orleans equals Key West. I'm really loving it.

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