Somehow, me, my sis and Pantalones Calientes managed to get in to see Teatro Luna's "The Maria Chronicles" last night. Possibly because someone else who reserved tickets ain't get there early enough. Hey, you snooze, you lose.
The show was hilarious. And touching. And slighly horrifying, considering the "Based on true stories" nature of the vignettes. Plus, it had gratuituous snarky remarks about Filipinos/as, always a good thing. I cannot recommend it highly enough.
Especially since the final performance is this afternoon at 2.
So I hope you're reading this fairly early in the day.
I picked up some buttons with the ¡Nalgonas Unidas! slogan, two of which were taken by the kids I saw the show with (but only one of which was paid for, come t'think of it. . .[which may have to do with the fact that I looked at the selection of colors and said, "Huh. Pink. Femme. Which is neither of you." They threatened to leave me stranded in Pilsen. If this does not frighten you, clearly you ain't ever been up in Pilsen.]). So I have two more, and am wondering who to grace them with.
Since, as I've mentioned before, I know very few assless women.
I'm tempted to give it to one of those few.
One who doesn't speak Spanish.
Moo hoo ha ha.
What should I tell her it means?