Rain Rain go away..... little homos want to play...

Ok so the rain sucks, however, when it rains I always sleep better so the set of Louis Vuittons I usually have under my eyes in the morning time has been taken care of. P.S. little tip from me to you.... it may sound gross but Preparation H works WONDERS if you've had a rough night out and need to look cute the following morning/day, during my brief stints in various other jobs I utilized greatly! Also mucho gusto kudos to the nice gentleman at the gas station near eastern market that pumped my gas for me, brings me back to driving up to Maine and not having to pump my own gas.....memmmmmmories......in the corner of my mind........

I would like to give a shout out to several of my friends that consider themselves drag queens for tonight is their night. Now for many of the straight peeps out there I realize that they are quite entertaining, garish makeup, high heels that would make a stripper cringe, and hair in every color that the good lord ever envisioned. And while a symbol of everything faboo I've always admired them as well. Now I believe that I introduced Chip and our friend D to their first drag queens. They may have seen them before but I believe I was the first person to go, Chip, D, this is my friend Ms. Anastasia who we talked to for a hot second before she sauntered away..... ps D's jaw dropped like Jay-Z's last album he was so dumbfounded. I think Chips jaw did the same thing when at a later date I introduced him to the same person, but who was dressed as a boy.... in my opinion he makes a MUCH better queen.

Now I've gone all tangential..... damn. ANYWAYS, so I've always admired drag queens, not because they're fabulous, they are don't get me wrong, but because they willingly make themselves to be over the top, the object of ridicule by ro's as well as mo's, and do it with what I can only assume is poise and grace, for the most part although I know a couple of queens that are so so sad. They are a faction of the gay community that is looked upon with disdain by some and ridicule by others, but I can only give props to someone who is so unapologetic about who they are and what they want. All the drag queens that I've become friends with, in D.C. there are a couple I've known for several years, have been some of the nicest people you'll ever come across..... Ms. Anastasia and Ms. CB are just two of many of D.C.'s fine queens that I count among my friends, plus one time Ms. Anastasia and I were at I at sadlands and she bitched a guy out that wouldn't leave me alone.... fabulous, simply fabulous

And just so were clear on what a drag queen is let me refer to "To Wong Foo"
"When a straight man puts on a dress and goes on a sexual kick he is a transvestite. When a man is a woman trapped in a man's body and has a little operation he is a Transsexual. When a gay man has way too much fashion sense for one gender he is a drag queen. And when a tired little Latin boy puts on a dress, he is simply a boy in a dress!!"

So on the day of the High Heel race and everything drag let me raise a rhinestone covered martini glass with a ring on my finger that would rival elizabeth taylors and let me say salut darlings.... may your wigs always stay big and your heels always be high!

Also: Rosa Parks has died last night due to natural causes, may we all live by her lesson.