Ollie and I trudged through EXTREMELY inclement weather to the Scissor Sister's concert last night. It was soooo great. Plus, Cher was there and she kept smiling at me. Ana Matronic required us to dance early in the show and who am I to deny Ms. M any requests. Soooo, I DANCED, DANCED, DANCED.
And THEN, I sustained a dancing injury. A horrible terrible dancing injury which limits my range of motion in my neck. Ouchie! But all was worth it. Cher smiled at me, the new Scissor Sisters album sounds amazing and I danced, danced, danced.
Here's a great review of the show: "The Gayest Night Known to Man." Ummm... does the fact that I received a dancing injury at the "Gayest Night Known to Man" make me extra super gay?
Of course Cher was smiling. Her face is permently fixed in a frozen smile like the joker, what with all the Plastic and chemical holding here somewhere around 30 years old.
Posted by: Red | April 24, 2006 at 08:46 AM
THAT is not what makes you extra, super gay, but you are, indeed, extra, super gay.
But I am extra, super jealous since this show sold out so quickly ...
Posted by: rod | April 24, 2006 at 04:53 PM