It is not easy to take a picture of yourself that does not include a double chin.....anyhow....in my melancholy for George .....and not only that but all.... and I do mean all of my friends are gone away.....Thom, Vicki, Patrick......just to mention a couple for gosh sakes......

I went down to the Quay to prove that I could live a life on my own and would indeed not die fat and alone.....which is where all of my imaginary bad stories end!

It was busy....all the 'mericans were in town.....vacationing.....littering.....ya know the regular stuff....so I put my boob in a sling and off I went.....I do love the water....I didn't not love the stinky footed man who sat down beside me and took off his espadilles....eff off!

Anyhows....

Last night I took my Mommy to see the Full Monty out at Stage West!

Spoiler alert:

They took their clothes off....

All of them.

Oh my.

My friend Mark was playing the lead this week.....for the last part for the run he was understudying Steve Patterson who went off to Saigon at Drayton......Miss Saigon @ Drayton.....that is just weird....anyhows.....Mark was awesome!

He sang like a rock star.....Matt Murray was ass to the wind for alot of the show......he....also awesome....and that Mark Allan....what a gorgeous voice and lovely spirit......I laughed....I cried ...and in the lady who played the piano person I saw my future...

she brassy and delivered every joke to the audience!

Then they got to the end....and they all started to take it off...I was sitting with Mark's wife Blythe and I turned to her and just started to laugh and scream like I was four....

the went down to G strings.....holy shit!

At Stage West....also worth mentioning....Two men sang to each other on that same stage as lovers......also a first....and the whitebread audience....mostly handled it well.

In the final reveal I had turned to my mom......

so ....

after all that...

I missed the weiners...

Ah well.