S'up, Muh DAB? - Is this Bye Bye?

 It's not easy losing a DAB!

Take heed,

you can't assume your

Die Alone Buddy 

is forever!

Take muh former

DAB, Brett.

We met circa 2000,

as his long term relationship

with a super sweet hot guy

was ending.

We met while I was doing a show called

666 WESTBOURNE DRIVE

Since then,

we had been hanging out,

traveling and celebrating together

Celebrating Easter

like the fun times would never end,

as if we would enjoy dying alone together.

Over the years,

we formed a great 

Group of DABS

and we'd hang out and do 

crazy crap together all the time.

We made up special nights,

like "Iron-On Night",

where we'd gather to create our own iron-on t-shirts.

This 9 TO 5 iron-on went horribly wrong!

Actually, we've gathered to do a bunch of stuff like

dress up Barbie dolls in fancy clothings

Actually dressing Barbie with Senior Director of Barbie® Design, Robert Best!
(...Who yelled at me for using a fur muff as a mini skirt)

...Play Fashion Plates!

Brett was resistant to my Fashion Forward mixing of florals & plaids.

...Watch bad movies

At XANADU... where Dreams Die!

Travel to far off lands like;

Miami...

2003

2004

2010

Mexico...

Acapulco 2006

Puerto Vallarta 2009

New York...

2003

2004

2014
(Enjoying a Vin'l meal before
ROCKY THE MUSICAL)

Burbank...

2021

and just have fun in general.

When we weren't specifically having fun,

we shared meals and discussed important crap,

like family relations, friend relations, politics,

navigating our professional lives 

and what the year's

Halloween costume would be.

In 2003, it was Pirates!

Then it happened;

He met someone.

I'll call him Andrew,

because that's his name.

He's a swell fella.

He choroegraphed my big farewell number

for BEST IN DRAG SHOW 2019

...but he's also the guy who took my DAB.

So let me get this straight;

When we went out to the bars

or were out flirting,

he was REALLY looking for someone?

The nerve!

Actually, this one went like the best ones do;

they were introduced by a mutual friend.

(Ha! Some friend! She ends DABs!!)

No drunken meet,

or crazy on-line hook-up

or too polite to end the one-night-stand

situation there & then.

...And I suppose I can't be too hard on him,

because I've always said, 

while I am not gonna kill myself

searching for it,

I'm open to it if it happens.

So It Happened.

It all ended 

June 7, 2019...

I lost muh DAB, Brett.

Stay tuned,

and I'll give you the blow by blow loss

of my Die Alone Buddy

on the day of his wedding.