Friday, March 30, 2007

I'm Hungover And It's All James O'Brien's Fault

It's true. Ok, maybe not the all his fault part, but the rest it certainly true. Yikes. Alcohol is bad, 'mkay?

.::whimper::.

We had a blast of a time last night. Fire codes be damned, they packed more 'mos and lezzers into The Newton Hotel than ever before. Just blinking involved several "'scuse me"s and an apology. The amateur performers all behaved themselves and kept their privates off parade, avoiding the need for the drag host Vanessa Wagner to dash across with her special sign - a heavily pixellated penis. (Trust me, as a sight gag it worked.)

Sadly the same could not be said for the mature aged lady previously mentioned who (apparently) is a career stripper and was one of the judges. Yes, she flashed the 60+ year old 'gina. Whilst touching her toes. I'm scarred.

The strip acts were fun, some excellent and some tragic, and all used the stripper pole installed on stage to great effect. One cute boy started off in Ninja drag with knives, stripped down to tiny square cut undies, flashed some butt, worked the pole like a demon (the stripper pole that is) and did some hula hoop action. He was also from James's home town, the announcement of which made James exclaim "That's my nephew!" Har! (It wasn't) Another boy came out covered in helium and glitter filled balloons, which he proceded to cut loose and pop in hysterical girly fashion.

Eh, it was a hoot. Of the younger performers the popular style was definately that of new school burlesque. Sexy tough young things with tattoos, and that was just the girls. A couple of them were amazing on the pole, shimmying right up to the ceiling, doing all sorts of 'lay back' and splits type manoeuvers. Very cool. The winner was a woman who did an inspired Flashdance routine, complete with glitter shower and pasties which she actually lit at the end. (Somewhat of a fire risk, now that I think of it.)

The night ended up as so many do, waiting for the songs you picked on the video jukebox at The Imperial Hotel. Which, as it turns out, is akin to waiting for Godot.

15 comments:

The Other Andrew said...

:(

No comments makes me give sad face. I'm a FAILURE. *sob*

OK, be like that. You know, like, whatever.

The Other Andrew said...

I'm now commenting on my own blog entries. See what I've become? I hold you partially responsible, oh yes I do.

Michael Guy said...

Dollface, I've thought of you this evening: "PRISCILLA QUEEN OF THE DESERT" was on cable. Naturally I got sucked into it.

But back to you hangover. I lurve me some glitter and would have adored the popping balloons filled with glitter! But that 60+ cooter shot? Color me gagging.

Michael Guy said...

I meant "back to YOUR hangover" not 'back to you hangover.' Gawd that makes me sound like I'm missing teeth.

Which, in some circumstances--could be a compelling reason to date seniors.

The Other Andrew said...

Yup, that was something I could have done without. I wished there had been a TOA LOOK AWAY NOW disclaimer or something. Right before she touched her toes.

P.Q.o.t.D. is a cute film. Right now I'm creating the sequel "TOA Queen Of The Dessert". Hangover needs chocolate. Hangover MUST HAVE chocolate.

The Other Andrew said...

Aaah. Cros posting makes me sound like I could have done without you typo. :)

worldpeace and a speedboat said...

sounds like a hoot, TOA, let us know when the next rounds are on ;-)

The Other Andrew said...

This was the final, but if they ever run the comp again I'll let you know! Heads up though, it was SERIOUSLY crowded.

James said...

(And it's all James' fault). Ah, the psychology of blame. The tendency to blame others for one's own misdeeds. When can I book you in for a therapy session? Hehehe, seriously though, it was enormously good fun and I'm just about the have a look at the pics.

Laubscher said...

Lack of comments? I'd hazard a guess and say it has something to do with the mental image of a 60 year old lady showing what she had for breakfast...

I have this desperate urge to scrub my eyeballs right now.

Oh, and that comment of yours... "Cros posting makes me sound like I could have done without you typo." I got a nosebleed trying to process it.

The Other Andrew said...

James, I just call them as I see them. I swear you must have been to blame! Are you going to put some pics up?

Laubscher,
I got a nosebleed trying to process it. Ha, don't even try. Save yourself.

James said...

Yes pics there now.

Keith said...

I want to look at the pics, but first promise there won't be any old lady heinie?

James said...

old lady heine.

James said...

heree they are