This Beautiful Color

I got dropped off at Logan International from the Provincetown Fast Ferry a little while ago and during the short Lyft ride between the two locations my driver Luis, a young and sweet Puerto Rican father of two, was trying not to be upset about a traffic ticket he'd been issued just before he picked me up. He explained that because of his skin color that sort of thing happens to him all the time and then he looked into my eyes through the rear-view mirror and asked me an earnest question that totally crushed my guts.

What's wrong with my parents giving me this beautiful color?

Megan Hilty at Town Hall

We're all theater queens, B, Sid and I, so when we found out that Megan Hilty from Broadway's Wicked and NBC's Smash was gonna be performing at Provincetown Town Hall tonight we got on board v. hard. Even though our seats were excellent and the show was trés wonderful and Mrs. Hilty is stupid talented, the best part of the evening was undoubtedly when, as the opening notes of "Let Me Be Your Star" tinkled from the piano on stage, Sid reached for my hand. It was just one of those perfect moments from a life.

Oh Hay, P-Town

After work last night I took a Lyft car to an airplane to a Lyft car to a ferry boat to a bicycle to a bed and when I woke up from a much-needed nap I realized that I was on vacation on the Cape so I swam in a pool at the Provincetown Inn with Ray and Sid and ate happy hour seafood at Victor's with B and then peddled to the Boatslip for Tea Dance and to Mac's for dinner and to The Crown & Anchor for a drag show and to Spiritus for a late-night slice of pizza and now I'm beat and burned so goodnight moon.