[My Life on the X-List]

I feel like I've been making this rather half-hearted disclaimer a lot lately, but I swear I won't only blog about lgbt stuff.

Anyway. Ahem.

Last night, after drinking half a glass of wine, I was ready to go to bed. But I flipped on the guide channel on the TV, and right there, at the 3:00 mark was an episode of the X-Files that I hadn't seen in a loooooong time. It was the episode with Kathy Griffin. You know, the one where she plays half twin sisters with psychokinetic powers.

Yeah. Kathy Griffin. Re: disclaimer above.

The episode was, just as I remembered it, a tonne of fun. But while I was sitting there on my couch, sipping my Riesling out of a mason jar, I also remembered how drawn to Kathy Griffin I was when I was, oh, fifteen years old, when the episode first aired. In my mind, she was a diva. And this was before My Life on the D-List, stand-up jokes about "her gays," and her guest spot on RuPaul's Drag Race. It made me think: Is diva power something one cultivates over a long career? Or is it something one is born with? In Kathy's case, I think the latter.