| Now Presenting the Misadventures of the Sweet Translusent Dreams! |
| To start us off, let's take a look at what happened the first time I ever performed with this cast. Tragic forshadowing (LOL) ~1~ On the way to pick up Schaleen, I start having to pee, so my first words to her were "Where the Hell is your bathroom!" ~2~ On the way to the dry-run, Bobby's Jeep breaks down, (More on this one later, see below), and me get stuck on 309 at a gas station/ mini-mart. ~3~ At the mini-mart, I decide it would be a good idea to start making out with my g/f at the time in the back. Also, we start asking people to cme over and try to help us and showing them various aspects of our show, including doing AP Windshield wipers in the parking lot. ~4~ The narrow minded employees of the mini-mart decided to call the cops on us for various things, including me and my now ex- g/f, and Schaleen supposedly "flashing". (note, more on this later too) Hell, it's not her fault she was wearing a low cut shirt and she's got big boobs. ~5~ We have given up on getting the Jeep started and have called for help. ~6~ Officer showes up and starts taking names and in general harassing poor us. ~7~ Jess shows up to bail us all out, thus, the officer lets us all go, and tells us to NEVER show up at said mini-mart again. ~8~ Later this night, after the show, most of, including a visiting cast, all have a hand in giving the House of Flesh it's name. Getting drunk, getting laid, 7 people on one futon mattres and a big gay orgy, and all in all having a good old fashioned Rocky after party. For details, jsut ask my g/f, Schaleen! So, for thse of you reading this who were not there, don't you wish you were? |
| Here is the amazing story of the New York trip that didn't happen. To give you some background info, I had been having a rather difficult time, my g/f at the time had just dumped me, and to put it mildly, I was not a very plesant person. Our cast's show was canceled do the Easter Holiday, so a group of up decided to make a cast trip to go see the NY cast's show. Going down Rt. 78 in NJ, Bobby's Jeep brakes down, smoking and all. So me, PITA, Davie and the rest of us who could, had to push the thing up the highway to a gas station that is closed, trying to find a tow truck to get this Fu*%ing Jeep. Now this in it's self might be funny, but what happened next is funnyer, now at least. Like I said earlier, I was not the most plesent person during this time, and was getting nothing short of pissed off at everyone. During this time, I damn near cursed out everyone, including missy's then 10 month old. Now, here's the funny part. Everyone in cast had then decided to kill me during this time, and some of then still might. Great Fun, isn't it? |
| Next up, the "Amazing Birthday Show Story!" Ok, there's a lot that can be said about this one, but I'm going to keep it short and to the point, here we go. It's my 21st birthday, well, the day after, and me, Schaleen, Krystle, Davie and PITA are on our way to the dry-run at the theater. Schaleen is driving, I am sitting in the front between her and Krystle, and PITA and Davie are sitting in the back. With me so far? Anyway, we're going down 209 heading into Tamaqua, in the rain, and we take the turn, hit a patch of, as the Tamaqua police will tell you, an "oily substance" and start sliding. Now PITA's amazing gay-mobile, th car that never went "straight" lives up to it's name and decides not to go straight down the road, but "forward" into the front of a house. As PITA would tell you now, we lauched, atapulted, ect. into the front of this house. Yes, in all we were all fine, I'm not going to start listing injuries here, but lets jsut say I know exactly how hard Davie's head is, and not the one between his legs. We all get out of the car, stand around freaking out and various other emotions, waiting for the Tamaqua police to let us go, finaly they do and to make a long story short, me and Schaleen both preformed tha night, my first Magenta might i add! To make an even longer story short, the aftermath of this was the amazing fictitious police report story, the car was totaled, the front of the house got fixed like 6 months later we're all alive and well, and still giving the one finger salute to the Tamaqua police for there outstanding efforts in the area of writing fiction. |
| And let us not all forget Sunocco, Wendy's and Nickys paints!!!! |
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