How I Learned To Love Drag Part 7

The first two shows seemed to be unqualified successes. We had many solid skits that I thought were hilarious.

But an Attack of the Clones parody had been scrapped. It would take a lot of work to either find a suitable location or to create a futuristic set. And the costuming costs might put a strain on the show's weekly budget.

In the comedy clubs I had performed in, surprises were a regular happening. So getting accustomed to this bizarre cast and crew was something that didn't take long.

One thing I learned was that this group worked quickly. They were very pragmatic. And they weren't prima donnas. They didn't let their egos get in the way. For example, they gave me the role of the dirty player in the hockey skit. And I hope I didn't disappoint.

For the week three bull session, I found I could draw upon a few ideas I had come across in the comedy clubs.

I created a list of the top ten reasons why a woman should marry a beautiful, wealthy transvestite:

10. He'll fly you to Paris for lunch.

9. He'll enjoy shopping with you because SHE was born to shop!

8. He'll understand why you maxed out his credit card to buy new clothes.

7. You won't have to wear the same gown ever again. SHE will wear your hand-me-downs.

6. He knows a facial and a massage are an essential part of a healthy regimen.

5. You'll have a different color limousine for every day of the week.

4. You can go to dance clubs and pick up sexy guys together.

3. He'll always smell nice.

2. You can enjoy lesbian sex with your husband.

1. If you ever want a divorce, you can extort a generous settlement.

Perhaps we could make a Letterman parody out of it.

Eventually we settled on four ideas for the show. One was the security searches endured by passengers boarding planes at the airport. Another skit centered on kids learning finger painting in an art class. The third was about a family going to a pet store to buy a puppy for the children. And the fourth was a parody of the film When Harry Met Sally - the memorable scene where Sally fakes an orgasm in a restaurant.