Well, thank goodness and let me say that it is about time! A few years ago, I flew into New York City to visit my friend Beth. Among the items on the agenda, Broadway plays, Bingo with drag queens and an Academy Awards party at Joe's Pub. I had lots of luggage with outfits for each event. Well, when I landed at JFK aboard my Delta airliner, I quickly learned that my body was the only thing in the Big Apple. My luggage was nowhere to be found. And I was about to spend the next 36 hours in the same pair of underwear.