Hanging with a horse.

Ladies and Gentlemen,

I am home in New Orleans! But I had an amazing time in St. Louis. I may have been a little "risqué" for some of the crowd, but I had so many sweet fans there! I picked on a lady in the front row who turned out to be a billionaire. Maybe she'll ask me to live in her garage. Or create an "installation" in her living room. We'll see...

Special thanks to Michelle, the "hot Jew", and Corey, the "hot German," for my gift bag! Oooh! I love to be appreciated!

My favorite angle for any photograph. From under.

Thanks to Jim Dolan who treated me and my pianist, Tom Shaw, to a lovely tour of the city. And, how about that fried ravioli? We fry everything in New Orleans, so I felt as if I was with my people.

Then I was off to Boston to do a benefit for the Gay Men's Basketball League. I love giant men. I really do. Oh, boy do I!

"Come to Mama, Big Baby!" At Club Cafe in Boston!

Then, I helped my favorite basketball player, who is the reason I did the benefit. We went to his farm in New Hampshire and I helped straighten up the place. Imagine me on a tractor mowing acres of land. I was like Eva Gabor in "Green Acres."

They look so serene, right before they bite.

And a little roll in the hay never hurt anyone. Although, I have been finding hay in my dainty crevices for days. It's worse than glittter! And I love glitter. I really do. Oh, boy do I!

Today, I am going to do everything in my power to put a smile on somebody's face! (I have some special powers...)

Mrs. Danvers wouldn't get out of the car.

Don't worry about me,
VJ