3.7.02 – it was a rhetorical question

an actor that nanci & i know came into town for an audition; in exchange for a deluxe portion of floor space in our queens apartment she insisted on buying us dinner. nanci protested politely, but hey, free food is an integral part of living on an intern’s salary so i went along without putting up much of a fight. we went to this place in the village called Stingy Lulu’s, which advertises “fabulous food, generous portions, stingy prices and O.K. service.” the service was better than O.K., but still disappointing since deb had promised that all the wait staff would be drag queens. it turns out that they only do that on weekends. most of the other patrons were in drag, however. the business card for the place said:

Cool DJ’s and disco balls

handsome guys pretty girls

ugly drag queens and stiff drinks

the bartender made wicked cosmopolitans, and i had salad with warm brie on it. what more could a girl want?