Gender Bending

Last night, over at T2's apartment (med-rare steaks, salad, my inventive cocktail: The Pussy Pink -- maraschino cherry juice, sweetened-lime juice, splash of cranberry, half a lime, vodka, sugar-rimmed, poured into a chilled martini glass and adorned with one maraschino cherry) the three of us watched The Crying Game.

Hard to believe, but in 1992, none of us initially realized that Jaye Davidson is, in fact, really a "he."