Where "it's" at

You all need to know about the Edgy Women's festival which is happening NOW until the 16th. In particular, you need to know that Dayna McLeod's oeuvre Hot Hot Gossip will be performed Friday March 14th at 7pm at Studio 303. Dayna is hilarious. The first time I met her, I pulled a sex toy out of her pierced beaver. She was performing in a beaver costume with a pierced ... beaver at a fundraiser in what was then Le Swimming. Anyway, Dayna, and the other mad performers made a lasting impression on my bud dykoon who insists she loves Montreal.

If partying rather than watching others perform is your thing ...
TEMPTATIONS PARTY
L’Olympia de Montréal
1004, rue Ste-Catherine Est
March 7, 2008 11 pm to 3 am
$25

or
Faggity Ass Fridays
(of course :)
10pm Main Hall
This week you can show up early for workshops and stick around after to get your groove on for sex education! Workshops start at 6 pm.
10$/PWYC for the workshops, awesome porn and lots of dancing
or
5$/PWYC for awesome porn and lots of dancing

Enjoy!
Rachel ***

Les sourcils

I ache in the places where I used to play.
-- Leonard Cohen I'm Your Man

My head HURTS. My bud dykoon was in town last night. It is always a pleasure to see her and not only because she is one of my few remaining friends who knows how to party. Last night before we zig zagged to and from Old Montreal, the plateau, mile end and the Village in search of martinis and good times we had dinner at L'Express - Ile Flottant, yum. About a bottle of wine into our meal and during a lull in my laments about the Montreal scene, dykoon pursed her lips and regarded me with quizzical interest.

"Rachel, I like the new look, the hair, the clothes it's good, suits you but ... " She paused.
"What?"
"Nah, you're going to kill me."
"Come on! Tell me." She shook her head. "Dykoon, you can't leave me hanging like that!"
"Okay!" at which point she leapt out of her chair and, with suit coat flapping, grabbed my cheeks to twist my face from side to side. "Eyebrows!"
"What?"
"You need to get your eyebrows done. It will open up your face and I swear you will have women eating out of the palm of your hand in six months." Now that sounded good.
"Okay." She sat down again.
"And get your hair layered."
"Okay."
"And stop whining. It's unattractive."
"Okay, I'm on it."
"Good. Now where is this Barmacie?"

Like I said, always a pleasure but, wow, am I paying for it today. I think I'll just move the water cooler into my office.

Rachel

Travel Bug

My flight to Dublin was delayed ... seemed like a good time to do my Spanish homework.

Dykoon es la más generosa mujer del mundo.
Gorgeous es la más hermosa de mis amigas.
Estoy la más dificil mujer del mundo ...

A soft voice whispered in my ear:

Eres la más divertida mujer en este aeropuerte

I started from my seat, looked over my shoulder to find little miss everywhere grinning from ear to ear. She has a nasty habit of appearing out of nowhere.

As way of explanation she began, "I was on my way to my gate and I spotted you bending over your workbook. Were you listening to music?" I shook my head. "Hmm ... looked like your head was bopping along to something." A comment I might have been embarrassed by if it hadn't been swiftly followed by the sneakiest of grins.

"What are you doing in Montreal?" "I was here for a day of meetings. Sadly no time for other distractions..." "Just one day?" "Yes, I'm based in New York at the moment but popped up here," she indicated with her arm the airport and beyond, "to sort out a few items." "Nice." Pause.

"How the heck did you recognize me?" All of our encounters had been rather brief. Most involved adventures which can only be described as a hard night out. "What with your clothes on?" I had to giggle. "I guess so." She winked. That was hot.

"Beer or ..." I followed her eyes as they trailed over to the women's washroom.

You decide.

Rachel ***** (though not local)