Thank You For Being a Friend

Last weekend I had an inpromtu visit to the Cleve. It was great to spend time with Sarah because she is moving to North Carolina in two weeks.

We went to the West Side Market, Outlet Shopping, and even met up with my best friend from high school LeeAnn at one of our hang outs Gene's Place. It is this really cool restaurant near my high school that is 1940s themed. They play war era songs on the juke box, have posters from popular movies of the time, and all of the dishes are named after actors and movies of the 40s, 50s, and 60s. LeeAnn thought I was all exotic when I ordered the Dr. Zhivago until she realized I just ordered a hamburger.

This week I had a book review/author profile published in The Villager. You can check it out at http://www.thevillager.com/villager_326/villageauthor.html.

Yesterday I had acupuncture for the first time. It was actually quite relaxing. Anna, the acupuncturist is really nice and she went to college in Ohio so how could I not like her? We Midwest chicks have to stick together. In other Midwest news I guess I am now official a New Yorker. I subjected myself to the horror of waiting at the NYC DMV and they just sent me my new card. Sorry Michigan ID last night was your last use...

...But what a use it was! Despite it pouring buckets yesterday, my friend Paula (yes I have another friend named Paula who is also from Michigan, felt I should explain that in case you thought I was talking about myself in the third person) met me for dinner at Mason Dixon on the Lower East Side. This is a southwestern themed restaurant and bar that does have a mechanical bull. We were not there to reenact Urban Cowboy though...no it was much better then that.

After dinner we made our way to the Dixon theater for "God will get you for that...a tribute to Bea Arthur. The theater was serving a drink called Bea Arthur's Underpants. We saw the show advertised and knew we had to go. It was hysterical because their were more people then the theater could fit. Paula and I were only two of maybe six girls in total that were there. But it was fantastic. There was a mix of performers singing Bea's songs and they showed clips from the Golden Girls, Maude, and the 1979 Bea Arthur TV special.

Yours truly did go on stage and had to read the line, "My cupcakes are moist. Men love my cupcakes" during a Bea impersonation contest. I did not feel too bad loosing to a drag queen. The night ended with everyone singing the theme song to "Golden Girls". I am not sure about an afterlife but I decided I would like to think it will be me in a room with a bunch of gay guys singing, "Thank You for Being a Friend" because I gotta tell you it was so much fun!