It’s Halloween weekend, and we all know what that means — Ithaca’s annual production of Rocky Horror Picture Show. This year I am the master of ceremonies for the event, and my throat has never been more sore from yelling. I’m at work right now staring into a daze from general lack of sleep, awaiting patiently the moment when I can go home and do it all again.
Tonight, Robot House is hosting the Robot House Masquerave Ball. It will prove to be a great time or a complete bust, depending on the nature of the cops tonight.
Alright, I suppose I’d best get back to work. Hopefully I don’t fall asle– *thud*