Hold on dear ones, this may meander. Let us rejoice in all things new and delicious, old and delicious, or just delicious. (somebody broke down a made a batch of brownies!) It is a beautiful day, kabuki arises at 9am to the joyful squawks of the unruly kabuki clan. Kabuki uncovers the birds, gives them all a peanut, lets the dog out, opens the blinds, secures a caffinated libation and then kabuki and the dog go back to their respective beds. We are not the crazy ones, its those damn birds. One of them BooBoo (an Indian ringneck) has completed her mission of shredding every piece of paper she can get into confetti. Being a tidy bird she then throws the confetti out of her cage onto MY floor. Every morning kabuki is greeted with the aftermath of his own ticker-tape parade. (must have been some party, kabuki muses, because I can't remember a thing). Every day kabuki sweeps up the mess, and provides BooBoo with new paper. (don't judge me, she's happy) Every week kabuki also vacuums and usually damp mops the cherry wood laminate floor. Today is a good day to vacuum and mop as kabuki rides the horse that is called Gingerbread. (Kabuki had also baked a gingerbread and had it for brekkie - delightful). As kabuki has been re-arranging storage while preparing the guest room for the friends and family that will NOT come and visit (bitches), kabuki has located the 75 boxes that contain the CD collection kaboo has been working on for decades. Up to know kabuki has been forced to pleasure himself (audio-wise) via the scant 50 Gigabytes of music on his personal computer. It is hardships like this that can eventually wear a man down to a nub. Anyways, kabuki opens a cd box - screams - and runs towards the Yamaha RX-V870 Natural Sound Stereo Receiver with matching yamaha components and speakers (kabuki is a whore for matching audio equipment). Why all the fuss you may ask. Laying in waiting in the cd treasure box is a mix cd kabuki has made, Kabuki has no recollection of this event - perhaps a fugue state was involved. (nice play on the word fugue). Anyway the title of said music collection is 'DRAG QUEEN MUCH? volume one. Kabuki knows this could go any numer of ways, but is sure the vacuum will be a breeze. Perhaps a little warm-up number, just to shake the dust off the old bones. OH MY GOD - Patti Labelle's "What can I do for you". Kabuki senses a string of patti labelle grooviness is running thru the universe. Casting aside the kenmore canister vac, Kabuki begins to bring it to the people. Kabuki is selling pure gold this morning people, get your dollars OUT! (say yeah say yeah) You may only suspect - and kabuki will now confirm - kabuki can dance like a house of speed freaks on fire. Sweet Jesus - kabuki embraces the love that is extremely loud (and clean) yamaha digital 6.1 dolby drag queen madness. Building, spinning, (no leaping - mobile home) bobbing & weaving - there is no doubt that this is the finest dance routine this part of the California desert has seen in decades. Final moments, taking it home kabuki hits and locks the final pose! And kabuki's shorts fall to the ground - someone has neglected to don appropriate dance attire. Glancing up at the open blinds kabuki is surprised to see NO ONE AT ALL. Live performances can be so fleeting. Lets only hope the spy satellite caught my laviscious behaviour (it did). Stay tuned, because kabuki noticed that volume one was sitting on volumes two, three and four. Be nice and kabuki will burn you a set, guaranteed to turn anywhere queens inhabit into a throw down wig-shaking party. Because kabuki cares, and kabuki shares. goodnight my loves.