I had a great time tonight at the Boys R Us Show at Club Congress to raise money for their upcoming trip to Austin, TX for the (I think) National Drag Competition. These Kings are consummate performers, and tonight's show was only enhanced by the participation of Ms. Ajia Simone and Ms. Janee Star, two of Tucson's most talented and entertaining drag queens.

The show was 80's-themed, which rarely misses the mark. I was supposed to go with some friends, several of whom realized later they had prior commitments. I went by myself but knew plenty of people there and enjoyed catching up with a few I hadn't seen in a while.

The song that brought the show out of intermission was a group rendition of "Footloose". I was sad that Michele and Sam weren't there. Sam's Kevin Bacon dance would have put those Kings to shame.

The show also made me nostalgic; not for the 80's (I would kill myself if I had to repeat that decade, which ironically is what I spent most of the end of it trying to do) but for a time in my life when I really thought critically about gender and studied it and explored it. I used to look at sex and gender in a much more radical way. I guess I still look at it in a radical way, but it seems so much more abstract now.

Somehow the daily focus on sexual violence has taken the passion out of sexuality.

Wow. Talk about your loaded statements. I'll let you mull that one over and deconstruct it while I go to bed and hopefully sleep away the possibly impending hangover.