Brian Kenny, tall sexy artist, has updated his website.  Looks great!

When I was working at the Cock a few years ago, throwing the wild weekly party Slurp, Brian was a frequent collaborator.

Go-go dancing with Will.
Clown Night - with Tabboo! and artist Bec Stupak
Slurp's party for "Straight to Hell" magazine

During that time, he and his boyfriend-art partner Slava Mogutin had a gallery show in London and gave me a poster that they personalized for my birthday.

I liked it so much that I had it framed and hung it in my apartment.

Thanks Brian, thanks Slava!  I love art!

They adorned my wall! - Slava Mogutin and Brian Kenny

To my surprise I just found out that I’m in Wikipedia.  It’s not an article about me and my great accomplishments, but instead a photo of me and my Bingo partner Murray Hill, who let me know about our inclusion.

The subject of the article—gasp!—is Transgender, which is defined as “a general term applied to a variety of individuals, behaviors, and groups involving tendencies to vary from culturally conventional gender roles.”

Yep, I guess I qualify.

I have no idea who submitted our photo, which was taken a few years ago when we used to host at Mo Pitkin’s.  I recognize the curtains.

Nice to be included.  Transgender Power!  But if I’m going to be a drag-queen specimen, it would be better to use a photo where I appear more draggy.

I look pretty minimalist for a DQ!

How randomly surreal!  Last night I found myself, of all places, at the Empire State Building for of all things, a Lady Gaga impersonation contest.

The party, in the ground-floor Empire Club, wasn’t exactly mobbed, but fun still ensued with a ridiculous cast of drag queens, all of them much, much older than Gaga herself (who was performing at nearby Madison Square Garden).

The eyes reveal all.  DJ Miss Guy nodding on downers, Sherry Vine flying high on uppers.

All of Sherry’s fans showed up.

Get ready twist-off bottle—Sherry’s ready to pucker!

A startled Lady Bunny wakes from snoring.  Time to emcee the show!

Miss Guy shooting the evil eye when we requested some tunes made after 1985.

Bunny and Sherry begged me to sit with them to make it look like they were popular.

Sherry’s loose “tuck” helped distract from her “singing.”

The Gaga lookalike competition was not exactly stiff.

The winner received two tickets to see Gaga in concert.  Now don’t you wish you had entered?

Big news!  I’m throwing a pop-up happy hour party (6:30–10pm) on Friday, March 18th, in the Gallery Lounge of Le Poisson Rouge, featuring all sorts of gender-bending entertainment.

But after calling Chris Tanner about performing, I’m torn about what to call it.

My catchy idea: “Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Drag.”  His similar-sounding suggestion: “Dippity-Do-Drag.”

“Makes more sense, you fucker!” he bellowed.  “Drag queens wear wigs.  And Dippity Do is the name of a hair gel.”

Chris Tanner sucking.

He does have a point.  Zip-A-Dee-Do-Drag?  Dippity-Do-Drag?

Hmm, which one should I choose?