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Like most writers, last night’s 20th annual Lambda Literary Awards at the Pacific Design Center in West Hollywood missed its deadline. In her opening remarks, Teresa DeCrescenzo, the host committee chair, promised that the whole show would be wrapped up “sometime before 9:30.” Admittedly, there’s a difference in missing the mark by a few hours and dodging your editor’s phone calls for a week, and when the ceremony ended at 10 p.m. no one seemed to notice that DeCrescenzo’s cutoff time had come and gone.

Perhaps that’s because in a part of the world where awards shows are as ubiquitous as palm trees, the Lammys are refreshingly fun -- with the right amount of bawdiness to remind the well-read crowd that this ain’t the Oscars.

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