Yeah, it was one of those mornings. Here's only part of the internal riot.
Captain Kangaroo and Cinderelly...
So this morning, I wondered if this television event colored my world view and led to my joy and adoration of drag queens.
Really? That's what the Sunday morning brain came up with?
Such is a peek into the mind of a writer. The Queen part? That has nothing to do with drag queens. A few special ladies have named me their queen, and so, queen I must be. :)
Now, I really should write a story about an Amazon. In space. With an attorney. And Ru Paul.