Last night I checked another box on my gay bucket list by seeing the brash and fabulous miss Kathy Griffin. My roommate and I decided to get all the dressed up for the occasion hoping that with some glam costumes and some extra glitter in our hair we would garner the attention of Kathy. We show up to the Silver Legacy Casino and attempt to find the theater. Never try to find something in a casino; invariably you will get tired, want to give up, plop down at the penny slots, and have yourself a good time. Eventually we found the expo hall and entered ready for the gay-gay-Liberace-gay experience we were about to have. 

I wasn't quite sure what I expected to find when we entered the hall. I guess I assumed it would be reminiscent of a gay club; disco balls hanging from the ceiling, frolicking gays freaking out that they they are in the same building as Miss Griffin, and more sparkles and glitter than at a Ke$ha concert. What we discovered was a relatively subdued crowd comprised primarily of older straight couples who looked confused, as if they had never heard of Kathy Griffin before. 

All of a sudden the crowd begins to erupt - even though there is nothing happening on stage. Perhaps they believed that if they started cheering loudly that would motivate Kathy to come out. I am never sure why people do that. After a while, the ginger comedian took the stage. She started the show off with her usual opening wanting to know where all of her gays are at. It was at that moment that a smattering of gays stood up and started clapping and cheering. This dismal display of support had me wondering; where are all of the gays at? We were the only gays in our section which made my obvious drag queenness that more apparent. 

Kathy Griffin delivered an incredible two-hour set full of personal anecdotes of Paula Deen stopping by for dinner and stories of her drunken mother. Everything was going great until about halfway through the show when I realized that I probably should not have worn a corset to a comedy show where I was going to be sitting for two hours. Actually I probably should not have wolfed down a double quarter pounder with cheese from McDonalds a half hour before the show. Ah the things that we do and endure in the name of beauty - I must say I was the most fabulously dressed individual in the expo hall. Once again, I had to stare down a few individuals who were leering and give them the "WHAT are you staring at? Haven't you ever seen a drag queen out for the night to see the show before?" All in a day's work for a drag queen. 

I did have fantasies of meeting Kathy Griffin, having her absolutely fall in love with me, and asking me to join Team Griffin. Unfortunately that did not happen, but a girl can still dream.