Dream"girls"

Tonight will live in my memory forever. Let me paint you a picture. My friend Dennis and I had a kickball game. Our uniforms are white with red ring t-shirts and shortie shorts in red. I think the shorts come to at least 4 inches above my knee. In addition, I wear a red headband. We lost our game, but that isn’t where the night ended.

It was decided that after our game we would go across the street to the Kit Kat club where they have $5 martinis. This night isn’t about the drinks we had, only two, rather the moment that we created. After our drinks out on the patio I had to use the bathroom like no one’s business. As we walked past the main door to Kit Kat Dennis said, “Just use their bathroom.” We entered the bar and there was a drag queen, all 6 feet plus of her, including her weave (she was a big girl), singing “Dreamgirls.” The queen was walking toward the back of the bar and something came over both Dennis and me. It was like a record scratched, everyone looked our way and in unison we started doing the Dreamgirl arm and hand movements as we moved our hips to the beat. The crowd in the bar, of about 50 people, moved their attention from the pink sequined drag queen to the two guys in 70’s style uniforms.

For reference:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Paf_-yQCeMs

Literally, we were standing in the doorway and the music was playing what I thought was toward the end of the song. With each movement of an arm to the right, then to the left, including a snap of the fingers along the way, I realized that this was only the beginning. Dennis and I met each other’s movements at the same time and then turned our backs to each other as if we were Beyonce and Jennifer Hudson in the movie. At this point the crowd was mesmerized and I couldn’t believe what was happening. Later Dennis said, “You know they all think we practiced. What they don’t realize is that we’ve seen the movie a hundred times.”

I only intended to use the restroom and all of a sudden I was putting on a show. Please, if you have seen the movie, picture this scene and in it, rather than the girls in blue sequined gowns, picture my friend Dennis and me in our kickball uniforms. At the height of the bridge, Dennis decided to use the space of the bar to go out for a Tyra catwalk, shaking his ba-donk-a-donk the entire way. His Tyra walk was better than any walk Tyra has done in her life. It was this moment that I realized our adrenaline was pumping. My arms started moving in the classic upward “V” of the Dreamgirls. Dennis was about 30 feet away from me and we mirrored each other’s movements.

As the song came to an end and Dennis and I hit our final pose, the crowd, seriously, jumped to their feet. I would say that about 2/3, if not more, of the bar was standing, applauding and screaming. Honestly, it was like a dream. I can’t believe that this just happened. As we were accepting the adulation of the crowd, the waiter came pushing us out the door, with a smile and laughing, saying, “Get out of here. SHE PISSED!” We looked back and the queen, all 6 feet plus including broad shoulders, in pink sequins, was glaring at us, headed in our direction. Both of us knew she could kick our asses, so we bolted. Dennis and I left T-heeing and laughing all the way out and down the street. It was incredible.

Now I love to perform, anyone who knows me knows that, but this was one of those moments that could NEVER have been orchestrated, it just happened. I’m still on some sort of high and probably won’t sleep all night. It’s the best feeling I have had in, I can’t remember how long. Natural highs are the way to go. WOW! If I really had a weave I’d toss it around in the air right now, just like Beyonce!