Only in New York. Last night I met up with the crew at the Bowery Poetry Club to get into some Drag Queen Bingo. It was so much fun. We arrived early and caught old poet and actor Taylor Mead, who spoke non-stop on stage, making humorous quips about New York living and read poetry that seemed to be largely about anal sex. Bingo cards were $2 each, with each card sold going into the pool for cash winnings at the end of the night. If you win Bingo, you have to get up on stage and be subjected to a bit of mocking by the hosts who were hilarious and incredibly sharp. Somehow, Katherine, Isaac and myself all won something – the prizes including a toilet cleaner, a porcelain doll and a giant Garfield face, although I was the unfortunate one who had to participate in a dance battle to get mine. Still, I’ll take that over three other lucky Bingo winners who, to win their prize, had to go completely naked on stage, save for just one small paper plate to cover their bits. We were also celebrating Katherine’s birthday, with a trip to The Meatball Shop and an ice cream cookie ending the night perfectly.