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December 2005

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The Royal Appearance - December 9

It was a true Chapel Hill kind of day. A day when a chance meeting with a drag queen on a Chapel Hill Transit bus seems as ordinary as a chance encounter with a college student.

Said drag queen is a young man I've seen on the bus before, but I wasn't sure about the drag queen part till yesterday. He was in an odd mix of clothing, mostly feminine items but a few unisex pieces. Accessories included pink flats and a handbag.

How we wound up in conversation was the man sitting beside me, who was a nurse, was being chatty. I tried to keep my nose in my newspaper, to avoid staring at what was striking me as very odd bus behavior: the young man was obviously putting lotion on certain parts of his body.

The nurse managed to ask the young man, who was seated across from us, about his piercings and body art, in such a way that the question wasn't nosy. Turned out several of the tattoos are new, thus the need for the lotioning.

As we rode on, the young man picked up the chatty mood of the nurse, and I decided to quit pretending I wasn't listening. I nodded and smiled more than I spoke, but that was because the young man barely stopped talking. He told about his job as a bartender, and about his shows at another club. We also heard a lot about his upcoming wedding and about his plans to live in Europe.

The monologue, which I suspect contained more than a few grains of fiction, went on along those lines until we reached the nurse's bus stop. The young man sort of wound down at that point, and I went back to reading the newspaper, knowing that nothing I read would be half as interesting as what I'd just heard.

Let's just say this was by no means the only time I've ever been the audience for a rehearsal, but I do believe this is my first time doing so on a bus.

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