My first ever Santa Convention was truly a unique sociological experience...about being different and about being the same. As the day progressed, it was the people NOT in Santa Claus suits who were the ones who were "different!"
When I showed this film to my early Alzheimer's patients at the Stein Senior Center's weekly "Schlockumentary Film Festival", Ishmael who hadn't said a word since I met him, piped up...."Is that you?" and brought the house down with, "Is that your husband?" about my drag queen pal, Mink Claus!
Leaving my apartment in full Santa Claus drag, the morning of December 12, was not unlike having sex in an airplane bathroom, and those of you who are members of the Mile High Club and remember piano bars in flight....know what I'm talking about!
When I showed this film to my early Alzheimer's patients at the Stein Senior Center's weekly "Schlockumentary Film Festival", Ishmael who hadn't said a word since I met him, piped up...."Is that you?" and brought the house down with, "Is that your husband?" about my drag queen pal, Mink Claus!
Leaving my apartment in full Santa Claus drag, the morning of December 12, was not unlike having sex in an airplane bathroom, and those of you who are members of the Mile High Club and remember piano bars in flight....know what I'm talking about!
As Mink Claus and I met our merry band of Santarchists at the Empire Diner, all bets were off, and anyone NOT in a Santa suit for the rest of the day was a total loser.
I will say this, I have never felt such complete and utter acceptance in joy....in a red suit in my life and can't wait to meet my Ho Ho Ho brothers and sisters again next year!...."Santa's On The Move!"
With love and laughter
SantaCam
With love and laughter
SantaCam
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