In Which We are Dragged Out to Play!

Oooh girl!
Drag Queen Bingo. That was a good, good time. Paige Turner was a sassy bitch. Between catty remarks and raunchy stories she called a few numbers. Gotta love it.

I almost got a bingo a few times. The last time I was only 1 away:

Sammy's friend Jodi got it though. She's the one who invited us out tonight, so she had karma on her side. We met some of her friends who were waiting at Mad Donna's when we got there. As we walked in the door, Paige said, "Well it's about time y'all sexy bitches got here! Come on in and grab a seat." That's what I call a welcome. During one of her numbers Paige walked by our table and I caught a distinct wiff of cotton candy. It was fitting since she was decked out in teal sparkles from head to booty.

During a brief intermission I got to talking to Jodi's buds who were discussing Rosh Hashana. I asked where would be a good place to go for services. Apparently there is a Conservative synagog nearby, so I'm excited about visiting.

Between finding folks to sit with at synagog and having my picture taken with a drag queen, my night was pretty well a win.

I am feeling slightly off though. Did too much rehearsing today on not quite enough sleep. Sammy says tomorrow will be an easy day. Ima hold him to it.