Friday night I donned my crown, grabbed up my scepter and, before I even made it through the door of McGinty’s Gallery at the End of the World, people were whispering “It’s the Queen. The Queen is here.”

This quirky, super cool gallery is not really at the end of the world, but actually next door to the Rancho bar in Altadena. The owner, Ben, had put up a canopy and a firepit out front with plans that I would dance there later in the evening. Unfortunately it was too cold in that spot, but, fortunately for me, the bands playing in the inner courtyard were happy to share some time. As it should be, I am the Queen, you know.

Prince Andrew, the Duke of Doo Dah, announced me with relish. Then gave my Official Entourage, Valerie, a flourishy intro as we launched into a belly dance set. The performance went well, except for having to deal with uneven asphalt with lots of large cracks. It was a good thing I wore my sneakers!  Not necessarily pretty, but practical….

Later, I autographed photos and posed for even more photos. And before leaving, I knighted Sir Ben McGinty, Protector of Art. You can never have too many knights, you just need a bigger table.