My mom called yesterday with this news item: my imaginary playmate has been named principal of Danville High School. "Roxie" was, in real life, a friend of my aunt.
I wonder if the students at Danville know that once upon a time their principal was invisible and lived inside a red vinyl Beatles change purse?
Yes, my imaginary playmate was named "Roxie." Further evidence that sexual orientation (or at least fabulousness) is something you're born with.