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Sunday, Debra and I went to see Natalie in the matinee of Legally Blonde. Weird to be back at the Pantages (the site of most of my childhood national tour experiences – Les Miz, Starlight Express, Raul Julia and Sheena Easton in Man of La Mancha, etc.) which once represented Broadway to me and now seemed like just a cheesy outpost of bus-and-truck not-quiteness.

Natalie kicked ass and we enjoyed watching her sign autographs for the little fan-girls after the show and then ran across town to meet my bigtime blogger friends, David Hauslaib (queerty) and Trent Vanegas (pinkisthenewblog). My alcohol tolerance was down in LA – I had one glass of wine and wound up promising to stage a fifteen-minute Michael Jackson tribute for David’s birthday party in New York later this month. Anybody moonwalk?

Lucy and our oldest friend Zach and I ate dinner at “California style” Chinese Chin Chin on Sunset Blvd – delicious and sitting outside on Sunset. The perfect late summer LA experience. Zach is straight and a Republican and generally kind of freaky by any standards, but that Three Musketeers childhood connection we had remains. Favorite bon mot of the night: Zach informing me that he is “the only person who had a No On Prop 8 poster in the window next to a McCain banner.”