
Where the hell was I? That's what I was asking myself last night. It was my sons (yes, I'm a step momma in my alternate life, it's not all parties and DJing), all city choir concert here in the country. So me and the wifey got him there an hour before the concert started so he could acclimate with the other kids, and we took our seats to wait for the show to start. Which gave us an hour of downtime. While my lady spent her time giving running fashion commentary on everyone coming through the doors as if it was the acadamy awards, I was plagued by the country music they decided to blast (so I desperately threw on the ear buds and started streaming
Randi Rhodes on
AM 1090 through my phone to block it out).
Sometimes it's a strange experience for me, to be immersed in my alter-life, surrounded by "country culture" as opposed to the "queer culture" I am so rooted in. As people were streaming in and taking their seats in any manner of dress and appearance (logging boots, Wal-Mart fashions), I found myself imagining the Guerilla Go-Gos' dancing in, bodies painted, hot little booty shorts on, or Jackie Hell stumbling through the door in her finest hour. You get the idea. It made me smile to imagine these worlds clashing.
It was cute though, even if our kid was the only one NOT participating in the dances learned to accompany the song his choir was singing. He was nervous. He admitted as much to me early in the evening. Give him a break, right? The highlight, which I have a video of to share with you, at some point (when You Tube stops being a bitch), was one of the school's choirs that broke from the "Jazz" programming and did "The Safety Dance". There was the most adorable girl out in front, popping and locking and dancing her little heart out. You would love it, but it's all You Tube's fault that I can't share it right now. So you will have to make due with this cute ass picture the wifey took from her phone, of our boy's choir. He's the handsome Ginger in the middle with the mohawk. So, the answer to my own question, "Where the hell am I???", is simple. Finding some balance in my life enjoying family time. Sigh.

.....And where will I be? Well, I am super excited to attend
Comeback's 7th Year Anniversary party tonite. It's been a while since I have been to
Comeback as I usually have clashing plans. So tonight it's going to be a real treat to attend this crazy, sweaty, gay-ass party that has been pleasing crowds for 7 consecutive years now. I am also looking forward to seeing my girl
Colby B, who I haven't seen since before she moved to NYC. She wrote a bit about her experience for the latest issue of
Hard Times, which I will have plenty of on me tonight! Come celebrate this milestone with
Comeback and grab your copy of the latest issue of
Hard Times tonight at
Chop Suey (and read Colby's piece to get the dish on NYC)!
Whatever you do, and wherever you go this weekend, have fun, be safe, and GETIN2IT!
XXX
L.A.K.