This may be the gayest post EVER.  So Lady Gaga was insane….in a good way.  The show was fantastic and she is quite the show woman.  The costumes, dancers and sets were fabulous.  When I called her the “poor man’s Madonna” the gays slapped my hand (Elizabeth did too).  Sorry but she is.  Lady Gaga is a great singer but the dancing is sort of funny in those stiletto heels.  Girlfriend works it though and I am officially a MONSTER now (what she calls her fans).

The scene at the show was flamboyant but not as crazy as we hoped.  There were a few people dressed to the nines but mostly it was lots of Atlanta pretty boys watching the show with the look of “impress me bitch”.  We were kinda disappointed in the crowd, they weren’t as loud as we were.

After the show we were drafted to a gay bar (Friends On Ponce).  Since we didn’t eat dinner before the show I asked the gaggle of gays if they had food.  The response?  ”NO FOOD, WE DON’T EAT! ONLY DRINKING”.  Um, OK.  So instead of a delicious greasy post show meal we  had Jaeger shots and 3 day old popcorn.  It was gross but I was HUNGRY and drizzunk. It’s a shame I’m not a gay man, I’d be so thin.  Anyway, we danced, smoked (ugh yes–so gross but guilty) and out bitched each other all night.  I think some of the people in the bar wanted to kick us out because we kept playing “Bad Romance” in the jukebox.  Crazy.  Good.  Times.  Ga Ga Ooh La la!! (pictures to follow later)