Play rehearsals have started again, which means I am sitting at my laptop trying to read, knit, or write while utterly distracted by music, people, and posters designed to appeal to urbanites about 15 years younger than me.
Here is the one that puzzles me most tonight:
Live! Nude! Drag!
Is such a thing possible? Does a live drag show not imply clothes of some type? Something to ponder on a Friday night on the cooler side of town.