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Last night my friend, Aaron, resurrected Paul Reuben's character, Pee Wee Herman, from the 1985 movie, Pee Wee's Big Adventure. As entertaining as this was, other performers didn't quite agree with Aaron's winning outcome.

How do I know this, you ask? I'd be glad to tell you. I actually posted on Aaron's Facebook page last night to congratulate him and to say that I found his performance outstanding. Well, you know, compared to the other two, whom I described as boring. In order for you to understand, I'll have to pretty much describe the other performances.

Performer #1 lip-synced to a couple of songs from West Side Story. The back up dancers all dressed like characters in the movie. Yeah, the outfits were cute, but there was nothing magnificent about the performance. It was a song and dance, if you will. Performer #2 (Aaron) started out with a bit from the movie mentioned earlier. If you recall the film, Pee Wee Herman is providing evidence at his town hall meeting in an attempt to prove his bike was stolen. He mentions something about being crazy, which suddenly segues into the song, Crazy, by Gnarls Barkley, then back into the Pee Wee character. Aaron actually had a theme throughout which was executed nicely from beginning to end. Performer #3 pretty much mimicked just about every R&B video you can think of. It was a lip sync performance with backup dancers.

I really feel like this blog is a waste of my time, but what do I care? The only reason I thought I should chime in on this topic is that one of the performers, whose name I won't mention because it's not worth it, and because she knows who she is, sent me a private message on Facebook to let me know that the only reason Aaron won is that he sold more seats for the show, which is taken into consideration when tallying up votes. If you lost, YOU LOST! There's always next time. I don't need to hear why you feel that the votes should be counted over. This isn't a presidential election. Oh god, could you imagine?

Aaron, I love you, I think you're entertaining, and your show was great. But if you don't see me at future shows, you'll understand why? I don't need to hear from runners-up on why I should change MY opinion. In fact, I was only there to watch your performance. I was in no mood to see any of the others. I was anxious to see yours because I was curious to see what you had concocted. The other performances were just distractions to me. From what I remember, I mentioned above already. And on top of that I remember one transsexual's cheap dress coming apart. Who wants to see that?

I could never be a drag judge. I guess I would expect camp drag. I've mentioned before that I wasn't too thrilled with drag at Pegasus, but I have to admit, their Pegasus in Pumps show was a blast. Why was it different, you ask? Because they weren't taking themselves seriously. It was a bunch of guys in girls dresses having fun with the idea. It was awesome. This is what drag should be. When did it turn into an "art form?" Lighten up, everyone.