Good Evening!
I'm back from Meteor... if you want to check out the place, it has a website:
Meteor-And if you click on the link for "Mondays", you can see a pic of the very cute and funny host for tonight, Greg Gorden. -And he even kissed me when I left!... More later...
I had a good time. A couple of the guys from the cast showed up, and the musical director came along too to play for our Diana Morales, Cindy Marchionda. They performed "Nothing" and "What I Did For Love" (with back-up vocals from the cast).
The crowd was small due to the continuing rains here today. We were even notified of an official flood watch by some officials that were driving around the neighborhoods checking on clogged storm drains. But even with the small crowd, there was plenty of fun to be had. I give Greg major "props" for being able to keep the evening going despite the somewhat paltry turnout. -Even some of the regulars were surprised at how many people did not show up tonight. In any case...
The evening was in two acts. The first act was devoted to
A Chorus Line, and the second act was musical theatre in general. Each act consisted of various video clips, trivia questions, and "Finish that lyric..." contests. *I won a couple of shot glasses and an "Ed Wood" DVD for identifying Karen Ziemba and Bill Irwin in the clip of "Sooner or Later" from the Sondheim Carnegie Hall tribute!
And in another small world incident, when I went up to collect my prizes, the girl who was playing "Vanna" for the evening, asked she would be seeing me in the Spring. For what? Turns out she's an aspiring actress/singer, and I've played for her a couple times at SETCs and UPTAs.
Now as for Greg kissing me... And this story could have actually had a very different ending... On my way out, I wanted to say Bye to Greg, and thank him again for being such a great and funny(!) host. He was talking to some regulars, and as he was talking he was moving his arms around demonstrating what he was talking about. Well, while moving his arms around one time, his elbow happened to make contact with the two glass I was holding in my left hand. I heard the glass break, and fall to the floor. I even think I closed my eyes for a second before looking at my hands. Whew! The broken glass missed my hands. Then the profuse apologizing started. Thus, the kiss. Awww.... However, if I happen to head back to Meteor later in the week, and Greg happens to be there, the drinks will be on him.

There was also a photographer there tonight, so I'm guessing my pic will be in one of the local gay papers later this week. "Look, Ma!"
