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14 October 2004 - 10:32 White boy can dance I'm just proud of myself... I was at a Rocky Horror Show rehearsal last night, and realised that after a god-awful choreographing session from last week, that I had 1> remembered the moves, and 2> could actually do it without looking like I have an iron rod stuck up my arse. That an my inimitable ex-roommate Barry (Who plays Frank in the show) told me that every time we perform together, there's something new that he didn't know I could do... and calmly reminded me that HE is the star of the show. I, of course, bashfully blushed. What little eo I have, was stroked sufficiently. So I'm blowing my own trumpet. It's also an opportunity for another shamless plug for the show. Montrealers!! Let's do the Time Warp again!! Cool poster, huh? Huh?
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