Went to Demand Bump's party at Cocktail with Phil Lasheo and Cameron (No, we're not dating), and had a great time. Teri Yaki, Vanity Fair, Ambrosia Salad, and Roberto turned a drab Monday night into a sparkling fiesta. See the picture inside.
You have to see these grlz in action. It's like a train load of fireworks crashing into a Christmas tree. I'm still picking chips out of my hair.
I want to marry Vanity Fair. Or Frieda Lay … I want to marry a drag queen!!
A couple of weeks ago we had a Pear on the cover of Nightspots and I've been getting a lot of e-mails asking questions about it; the pear is hermaphrodite but identifies as a pear; the pear is not overweight, it's supposed to be pear-shaped because it's a pear; the guy who thought he saw the pear at Man's Country needs to get treatment, or change his drugs, or both; the lesbian who thought she saw the pear hanging out with some other pears in Jewel last week is wrong. Nightspots does not purchase pears in chain stores.
And can someone call an ambulance for J.T. in Naperville; whoever the fuck you are, sweetheart, a pear needs light and air to breathe, so stop trying to shove it up where the sun don't shine.
In next week's issue we have Frankie Da Kat's take on pears. Be afraid, be very afraid!!
I spent another fun night at Chix Mix, this one with the added bonus of Stella and her Las Vegas showgirls. I finally got introduced to some of the girls I've been photographing for so long now. Regina Upright looked so much like Celene Dion it was creepy.
Eileen Dover has to be one of the great all-time drag names; definitely up there with Marsha Mellow and Eva Destruction. What's your favorite drag name?
Nice to see Holly back in action. And don't forget the next Chix Mix party at Circuit. 'Rewind' starts at 9 p.m. on Friday, April 4.
Great things happening up at Jackhammer I hear. My lips are sealed. Last week people were lining up outside to get in, including Gina screaming, 'Let me in, I work here!' Of course, she had her entourage with her—when you turn up with 20 people, honey, and the bar has reached its capacity, you gotta wait like everyone else. Of course, I sailed in through the door; I was on my own and I don't have any friends.
What's all this I hear about me and some of the boyz from First Call Escorts going out on 'a certain person's' yacht this summer to take some 'boyz having bare-assed fun' pictures for Nightspots?
So I was in a bar and bumped into some of those Annex queens who asked me to put something in this column about 'a certain person' who works at the Annex. 'Oh they won't mind if you put it in,' said the queens. I could tell they were trying to cause trouble. So I later checked it out with another Annex queen who said, 'No, don't put that in the paper!!' You almost fooled me girls!! But not quite … nasty bitches!!
Why am I not judging in the Gay Idol contest? Duh … I'm going to say what I REALLY think about your singing, and then a few days later I'll bump into you at a bar. Not happening!!
Thanks for being a part of the Nightspots fucked-up family.