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Monday, October 24, 2005

some 20 hours of transit and many too many dollars later, my great, gay vacay has come to an end.


things i want to talk about from my trip:

-the many identities i assumed throughout the trip
-boston is london
-drew's former roommate is a book thief
-where did all the celebrities go?
-the pros and cons (mostly cons) of dating a clam
-mouth sores & their suckiness
-why i need a professional papparazzo
-i am a scarf person
-moreso, i am a shoe person
-lazy tourism
-being the youngest lush at the last hurrah
-dutchies and frenchies
-working a room of drag queens
-the couple you could forever double-date with
-gifts for your family away from home


...but much more importantly than all of this...



is madonna.



yes, children, unkie brett was at roxy on saturday, as in the night that madonna danced around on the roxy's stage in a lovely blue dress with some fantabulous 70s hair.

i wouldn't say she performed.

i wouldn't say i cared.

it was fucking madonna.


at 2 a.m., the very moment she took the stage, i became instant besties with the guy next to me. we were jumping and screaming at each other like we were teenage girls who managed to be the 11th callers on some radio show winning them tickets to meet n.k.o.t.b.

only gayer.

i mean seriously, i made this guy lift me up on his back so i could see her better, and so i could yell at her. i was literally screaming "MADONNA! MADONNA!" like what, she was gonna look over and say, "oh, brett, let me adopt you and give you lots of pretties." yeah... anyhow, then i offered to let him climb up on me, but honestly, like that was ever going to work. i'm sure i stuck a chuck taylor in his face. i'm sure he didn't care... as long as it didn't block madonna.

and as soon as it had started, it was over. she was gone. so was my new best friend. i was left with only the memories of our brief relationship... and the guy who lifted me up so it could all happen.

i miss you already, madge.


this shit just doesn't happen in chicago.








oh, and because i'm a technological retard, my camera phone only has pictures of the floor and of some very bright white blob.

though, i'm certain perez hilton and pink is the new blog both have some pictures for your viewing pleasure.

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