hello kideees
here i am again
live and uncensored
in ptown
la cubana is back in nyc
sigh
but im already
knee deep in my alone time
inspiration
went for a long walk along the bay
then through town
provincetown
like south beach
is one of those places
where you can leave the beach
drape a sarong
or oh a paper bag
around your waist
and walk into
town without raising a single
pierced eye brow
except for the ones cruising you down of course
there is one thing thats really nagging at me this year
however
and that is the gawkers
and no
i don't mean the web site
i mean the all american ivy league pastel colored all cotton leisure ware
families
who
either were not told how queer friendly p-town is
or were told and came because they were tired of visiting the zoo
helloooo
haven't you ever seen two women hold hands before?
i could gawk too!
but i dont want to further embarrass anyone wearing a yellow shirt
with duckies on it
sheeesh
get
a grip
anyway
la c and i spent her last night in town
having a romantic lil barbecue
on the deck
and listening to sarah brightman
who i can only listen to
in ptown
without feeling cheesy
what can i say
im in an andrew loyd weber mood
im a show tune galllll
listening to her sing songs from the "phantom" right now
aaahh
who cares
im a sentimental sucker
screw ya if you dont like it
as to my pussies..
noo not that! sheesh
the kitty cats im talking about the kitty cats
the cats have finally stopped crying
ALTHOUGH J.D HAS ALREADY TRIED TO COMMIT SUICIDE FROM THE DECK TWICE
gotta stop letting him read sylvia plath with his nine lives
anyway
the
breeze is gorgeous
the drag queens are screaming
the night is crisp
and everything
for this one little moment
feels
just
fine
ill keep ya posted
