At Sunday night’s gay bash the Cuckoo Club, which has now taken residence at the Park, I got lots of attention, all of it positive except for one especially irritating douche nozzle. The guy made a big point of trying to amuse his friends by pointing at me and screaming “Look! It’s a B-list celebrity! A B-list celebrity!” I was too taken aback to realize I should have promptly pointed at HIM and shrieked, “Look! It’s a queer with a drug problem who can’t get laid! A queer with a drug problem who can’t get laid!” (Besides, I was kind of flattered to be called any kind of celebrity).
By the way, that bash will get some welcome competition come December 7, when party-throwing vets Kenny Kenny and Susanne Bartsch, along with hosts like Chuck Attix and Ladyfag, do a fab new weekly event at a club called Greenhouse on 150-Varick Street. The joy of it will be watching hairspray-wielding drag queens prancing around a place that prides itself on being ecologically sound!
All I know is that if the aforementioned screaming queen shows up, I’ll have him tossed out on his steroidal ass, since he’s bad for my environment!
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on November 13, 2008