Friday, July 11, 2008

The Drag Show

So last night one Casey, one Brandi, and one Mistro load into a silver Volkswagon Beetle and make the journey to Baton Rouge. Our dear friend Carlos Rossi was also in attendance in the form of a maroon plastic cup, being shared when one said "Chab-please"! The entire soundtrack of Rent was sung off-key in the front seats, on-key in the backseat (Mistro's location). During an unexpected detour - damn Juban road - our collective steady increase in body weight was discussed. Casey then confessed he wished he had the willpower of an anorexic person. We're too in love with food.

So we finally arrive and defying all odds, we get princess parking. Splash was an experience. Here are the things I learned:

- You would think lesbians would dress up and be way fashionable. They are all a mess. 
- When the song 'It's Raining Men' plays, it actually rains. Mist, fog, oh yeah.
- Screw the conversation of how we're all chubs. We definitely burned some calories on the dance floor.
- Bartenders wrap the napkin around the beer in a bow tie. See, gay men know presentation!
- The doors do not lock in the bathrooms. Which I found a bit unnerving.
- The men love my shoes. The women loved my dress. 

Much love <3>
Pictures coming soon!

Let the confabulation commence!

Are you ready to confabulate?

     Audio Help   (kən-fāb'yə-lāt')  Pronunciation Key  
  1. To talk casually; chat.
  2. Psychology To fill in gaps in one's memory with fabrications that one believes to be facts.

Basically a gross sounding word that is all about chattin it up.

Casey and I have started this blog to communicate our adventures 
and misadventures with the world. We call ourselves the 
"Casserole Avengers" due to Casey's creative cooking and 
my appreciation for such culinary feats. 

I hope you all enjoy reading our crap as much as we enjoy living it!


Happy One Month Case Face!

Much love <3>