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November 27, 2002 (Hallowe'en Hijinks!)

Back, foul lion!  I engage in some high-intensity training using a "Rick Flair" wrestling toy.

Another shot of me risking my life for the sake of my craft, and for your enjoyment.  Floyd (the lion) took it well.

It's a battle to the death!  Peter Pan takes on Ilsa Von Cattenstein... may the best gender-switcher win!  (Actually neither of us won, because we were just having too much fun for a real competition...and hasn't there already been enough killing?)

Craig, Jason and I combine our animal magnetism into a force that blows the roof off the club.  The neighbours complained.

How could I ever pick my favourite sailor?  It's impossible!  But even so, Tim would surely be in the running (incidentally, this is in no way an endorsement for "Funky Monkey")

No comment (Thanks Katie!)

I give Floyd a kiss on the balcony at my workplace (just to show there's no hard feelings!)

Taming my boss at work.  I must say, it's a real pleasant thing to be able to threaten your boss with stern discipline!

A group shot!  The prettiest bunch at Abstract on Hallowe'en night (well, except for some of the other incredibly pretty people).  Including me, Deneatra, Hailey and Vanilla.

A panoramic view of a lion tamer and a bunny dealing out harsh discipline to a guy in a tiger suit!  You will probably never see this tableau played out again, so get a load of it now!

What do you know?  Gorgeous Peevil also showed up at Abstract with a whip!  So we needed to show you what a really vicious, sexy nun gets up to...

...but watch out, the tables have been turned!  Fortunately, this nun can dish it out AND take it.

"The End"

October 30, 2002 (Performances & Reunions!)

Those Amazing She-Devil DJ's!

You can make up your own story about this picture.  Maybe I was pretending to cough up a mouse into Sandy's hand?  Who can say...

Those Amazing She-Devil DJ's!

The strangest things seem funny when you've been drinking.

Those Amazing She-Devil DJ's!

Venus -- I mean Marcie -- and I arm-wrestle to decide who is the weak one.  Sorry Muffyfans!  I lost.  Which means Marcie is the butch chick in the DJ booth from now on.

Laurie, Princess and I redo our Charlie's Angels stunt.  We really should learn to put Princess in the middle, since she's the tallest.  But after a long night of dancin', artistic composition can be the last thing on your mind...

Brent takes a picture of Princess and I, and manages to get himself in there...thanks to his long orangutan arm!

Brent's my favourite dancin' fool!  We cuddle up for a quick reuinion at Club Abstract on a Saturday night.

Vintage Sundays!

Look what Sandy brought me: an enormous feather, fresh off the peacock!  I am just stunned in admiration and gratitude.  Thanks, darlin'!

I play my third game of pool ever, still unbeaten!  Through no talent of mine, however.  I'm not a pool shark.  I'm more of a "pool guppie."

Blackmail!  During Oktoberfest, Mark proves that he really is the chicken.  And yes, residents of sane cities, this is the Chicken Dance you've heard so much about.

Hmmm...where have I seen that curious finger-sign before?  I know, it's the Official Ann Miller Hand Gesture, made by the four-headed beast known as Lyanmuju!  Taken after the fun (and very sweaty) "Yo!  Bumrush The Show." 

Club Ren's Hallowe'en Party!

Here I am, taming the hell out of a lion.  Please note that I am NOT Columbia from "The Rocky Horror Picture Show."  Columbia wore little shorts and didn't carry a lion.

Club Ren's Hallowe'en Party!

Annie wins the "Best Female Impersonator" award (second year running!) in her altogether creepy Naked Barbie Doll outfit!

Strangely enough, the same shimmery ectoplasm appeared in Darryl's picture of "the home troupe" (see the Sept.4th pictures for the one that my camera took). Both of our cameras showed the same phenomenon!  I don't really know what to think of that...

The Mike Hodgkinson Benefit!

Victoria sings about friends as the performers of the night -- including Hector, Drew and myself -- try to remember the words.  (Thanks to Darryl for these photos!)

The Mike Hodgkinson Benefit!

Oh, the pathos, the romance, the emotion!

The Mike Hodgkinson Benefit!

I swear, this Ginger Spice outfit is pretty much a second skin now.  Let this be known: I wish to be buried in it (and the headdress too!)

The Mike Hodgkinson Benefit!

What's happening to my arm in this picture might be termed "foreshortened."  I just wanted to point that out.

The Mike Hodgkinson Benefit!

Another shot of a foreshortened arm.  Hey Darryl, these pictures are wonderful...but next time I'll move you closer to the middle (or perform just for you!)

The Mike Hodgkinson Benefit!

"Gather 'round, children...let me tell you a story..."

The Mike Hodgkinson Benefit!

I do another "celebrity shadow character."  Do you recognize her?  My shadow looks exactly like Shirley Bassey's shadow!  (If she were wearing cat ears)

October 13, 2002 (Benefits, Booze, and Pop-Eyed Bears!)

ACCKWA AIDS Walk!

Gearing up for a long, long walk around town in this Voice / Club Ren T-shirt.  

ACCKWA AIDS Walk!

Ren Girls make good in matching... ummm... bowling shirts!  This was about halfway along the 10k route as things were becoming increasingly surreal.

ACCKWA AIDS Benefit!

Words really cannot describe the horror of this pop-eyed bear, so I'll just let Drew model it silently for you.

ACCKWA AIDS Walk!

We hang out with the creepy and the homeless after walking, blistering, and performing in the park.

Blowing for a high score!  This is our favourite game since they took away Ms. Pacman.  Note the pitcher on top of the box, ready for the next round.

Those Amazing She-Devil DJ's!

I put the finishing touches in a pair of nylons.  I mean... what's a retro DJ without half-hazardly ripped clothing?  Nothin', that's what!

Mike Hodgkinson Benefit!

Getting all catty during the benefit for Mike Hodgkinson a few weeks ago.  This could only have been "Macavity, The Mystery Cat."

Mike Hodgkinson Benefit!

"Thanks A Lot But No Thanks," one of those songs that I find terribly funny and everybody else stares blankly at.  Hence the distracting outfit.

Mike Hodgkinson Benefit!

You need to find some way to amuse yourself in between numbers.  Since I'm not a dirty-nasty kind of girl, I leave you to make an appropriate subtitle.

Mike Hodgkinson Benefit!

The head and I, just one more time.  It really is not possible to get too many shots of this fabulous outfit (now's your chance...visit Delirium!)

Mike Hodgkinson Benefit!

A backstage exclusive.  It really doesn't take much imagination or worldliness to know what Victoria is juggling here (thanks for organizing the show, Vic!)

The Legendary Pink Dots!

Some photos and a mini-review of the October 6th show in Toronto.

September 14, 2002 (Divine Intervention!)

The first of several "divine intervention" pictures, where a ball of heavenly light hovers near my head.  This is me standing in the gorgeous lobby of the new "Wax" nightclub, here in Kitchener.

Club Renaissance Grand Re-Opening!

How could I not be seduced by Dennis, the sailor?  Something about a man in uniform.  Or rather, a man barely in his uniform.

Doing my finest librarian impersonation, I perch with Mark #2, now long gone to Toronto.  I miss you, Mark!  Good luck!

Ladies and gentlemen, we proudly present: Ivana Chug!  She learned that ladylike posture driving trucks.

This one's for you, Phil...thanks for everything!  All it takes is one sweet Texan to inspire my cat and I to learn how to tap dance.  More "Shuffle Off To Muffalo" pictures coming soon!

Oh, just wait until the CKMS Station Manager sees that I've been sitting on her desk.  Taken during episode 13 of "She-Devils On Heels!"

The Waterloo Busker Carnival

The only show I saw all the way through, but definitely spectacular: Dennis n' Daisy (shown here with Doris) performing their final stunt.

The Waterloo Busker Carnival

After a harrowing night at the Busker Carnival, I come back to Club Ren for some morale boosting.  And with only one hair out of place!

A strange mood prevails during "fightin' night," when a drag queen feels the need to jump on a box and shake her ass.  

Ryan, Brad and Muffy; it's hard not to be upstaged by the gorgeous new addition to Club Renaissance (I'm talking about the renovations, not Ryan!) 

The PIE Show!

Looking oh-so-sweet just before going on stage at the first PIE show.  Be sure to check out Drew and I -- and lots of other performers -- at the next one!

The PIE Show!

Drew prepares to show the PIE spectators what Cher really looks like!

At Club Renaissance with Katie (web mistress extraordinaire) and Annie (in her Bladerunner finery).  If you can't get enough of Annie's fabulous coat, check out the next picture...

Shimmery ectoplasm blesses members of the "home troupe" (Annie, me, Tim & Darryl -- meow!) as we prepare for a long, long walk.  Incidentally, when you see me looking like this, stop me from drinking.

A rabbit is strangely uninterested in my Skittles.  Maybe she's just afraid of that inexplicable ball of light behind my ass?

During the 14th episode of "She-Devils On Heels," I suddenly become my creepy alter-ego, Ilsa Von Cattenstein.  Fortunately nobody was hurt.

Those Amazing She-Devil DJ's!

Caught in the act!  This is the sort of thing Venus and I get up to when we're in the DJ booth, I'm afraid.

 

Those Amazing She-Devil DJ's!

We'll do anything for a drink.

 

Those Amazing She-Devil DJ's!

Muffy and the muffin; having a taste of a wonderful banana muffin baked by Dave Kostas.  Thanks, Dave!  I'll try to never play ABBA again in your presence.

Kitchener Pride!

Thanks, Morgan James, for hooking me up with this picture!  I think I was doing Ann Miller's "I'll Be Hard To Handle."

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