Bill, aka the Crazy Clock Guy, aka Hey You (tallguy) wrote,
Bill, aka the Crazy Clock Guy, aka Hey You
tallguy

Let's do the Time Warp...again!

While I was in NJ last week (see my earlier entry), I had a literally once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

About a dozen years ago, I was part of an absolutely great group of people, the Inside Insanity cast. Every Saturday night, we performed the Rocky Horror Picture Show in Nyack, NY. More than that, I lived, ate, drank, and in some cases, slept with these people seven days a week. They were my friends, my occasional enemies, and my life.

Well, time passed, I left the cast and moved to Indianapolis, and I lost touch with most of them. Then a few months ago, some of the cast, who were still together performing in a different troupe in a different theater, had the great idea of a cast reunion show. For old times sake, we would pull out the fishnets and corsets, try out a few old lines on a new audience, and pull off one last show.

I was really keen on the idea, but I wasn't sure if I could make it. Kat didn't get along too will with some of these people, and it really wouldn't have been fun for her. However, she planned a trip to Europe for that weekend, so I could go if I felt like it. As luck would have it, my company was having their annual sales conference in New York that weekend, so not only would I be in town, I would get there on the company dime. Hell, yeah!

The night of the show, I went out to dinner with a few friends (Will and Julie), and we had a nice time. However, Julie wasn't a big RHPS fan, so Will and I dropped her off at the apartment, and off we went. Driving to the theater, I was starting to get a little excited about seeing some of the old gang. Cranking some RUSH on the stereo didn't hurt, either.

We got there a few hours before showtime, since there was going to be an impromptu get-together at the bar next door. Will slapped his Amex on the bar and started ordering shots of Jameson. I'm not a whiskey drinker, so I made mine Grey Goose vodka. After a few rounds, I was staring to get a little loose. There was a little switch in the back of my head, the wild-and-crazy switch, which had been in the "off" position for years. As more of the old cast showed up and the overall attitude got louder and more raucous, I felt that litte sucker snick on, and I was raring to go.

Part II to follow...
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