With the Labor Day holiday upon us, there’s lots of stuff you can do (especially if you’re skipping Southern Decadence this weekend — lots of flooded streets, curfews and canceled flights). If you stick around Dallas, you can check out a pool party during the day … and maybe  and get a new swimsuit beforehand.

Wanna stay inside? See The Producers at Uptown Players, which we (and most other critics) loved. One set of “critics” who apparently didn’t like it: Some students from Kentucky. According to reports from audience members, chaperones for the minors stormed out of the theater during intermission, apparently not happy with the gay themes and Jewish humor. (Ummm… the musical’s been around a decade and the theater is run by gay guys — how did you not know what it was about and come in the first place?!?!?) Still, leading actor B.J. Cleveland apparently had fun with it. During his Act 2 number “Betrayed,” where he pauses to summarize the show until then, Cleveland ad-libbed “Last bus leaving for Kentucky!’ and “They’ll marry their cousins, but they find this offensive.” Ouch.

A lot more fun is taking place this week, too … though much of it seems to be at the end of the week. Even at Uptown Players — again. On Thursday, it launches is second annual Pride Performing Arts Festival with a one-night-only staged reading of Dustin Lance Black’s play 8, and continuing until Dallas Pride Weekend. Also on Thursday: The first concert of the Van Cliburn Concerts series at Bass Hall kicks off with four former Gold Medalists performing for the ailing gay maestro; plus, it’s Fashion Night Out (and our friends at DFW Style Daily have complete coverage here).

On Tuesday, gay music legend Bob Mould drops his latest CD, Silver Age, in which he embraces his daddy status — and rocks out doing so. Before that, the new film For a Good Time, Call from gay director Jamie Travis opens today, and it might be worth a look-see — especially if you’re a fan of huge dildos (other than the ones you saw at the GOP National Convention this week).