After graduation in 2003 without my freakin' IB diploma (damn you higher level math *flips the sky the bird*), I came to my first Rocky Horror with a bunch of friends in St. Pete Beach with this cast performing. I had found my true calling in life. With dad in a nursing home, I could come every single damn week, even driving down to Clearwater from Gainesville almost every weekend to see it. I became addicted. Then I met Marla Singer. Marla wasn't si...crap.

One night, Ed was being a panzie, so Jaime was filling in as Eddie. The cast was like "somebody play crim tonight" and I believe it was Jannie (forgive me if I'm wrong) [webmistress note: Actually, it was Jessica] who pointed in my direction and was like "him! the guy who comes every week and won't shut up because he knows all the lines!" So I got to play crim despite the fact that I didn't know half my cues/lines (I still don't). I came back the next week and sure enough, it happens again. That week, I was able to stay for cast meeting, and I appearently became part of the cast. Yes, it is that easy, if you're lucky, and ravishingly good looking, and you're willing to whore yourself out to the paying customers (that part was fun).