“Perhaps we are all a little mad, we who don the cap and bells and tread beneath the presidium arch, but tonight you will all be transformed from dead eyed suburbanites into white hot grease fires of pure entertainment! . . . Except you, you’re not working out. I’ll be playing your part.” – Llewellyn Sinclair “Drag.” – Otto Happy birthday Jon Lovitz!
An ongoing ramble by Charlie Sweatpants . .