Okay, Carey wasn't in this show; that's why Rhonda and Kathleen stood in. Carey's boyfriend at the time, Gilles, had taken her home with him to France for the holidays. She might have been on some audio stuff, I can't remember. This was a fun, but hectic, show. Steve and I had trouble finding a place and had booked Temple Hill a week or so into December, so it felt sort of thrown-together. I can't remember if it was this show or a Slapstick! show where the owner's son, Marc, got drunk and heckled us during rehearsal. Anyway, we got ripped off on the theater price and some outrageous bartender fee we hadn't known about. The show itself was fun. The place was packed and it went really well, as I recall. Thommas Dickens, a friend from the Riverfront, ran tech for us. The inclusion of Rhonda and Kathleen (who had worked together before, but not with us) gave the show an interesting and new dynamic. I really blew Steve's "Sammy and Larry" sketch. As usual, I was doing way too much on the other aspects of the show to learn those lines. I've always regretted that. It was a well-written piece; funny buit very poignant and kind of sad, too. Well, REALLY sad the way I performed it. I just didn't know it and we should have cut it. Some things on the set list weren't in the show, as I recall. I don't think we did Schilling's "Blue News Year in Review" sketch. "You Will" is one of my all-time favorite Josh pieces; I don't think we ever performed it again. We did this weird piece I wrote, "Slice of Life," which took place in a cafe and was based around all of the news reports of people getting trapped under rocks, etc., and slicing off their own limbs to survive. Really good stuff: Trump Song, Rate Your Mate, Really Big Game, Trump Song, Dramamine, Spiderback, Katie Lang. Before the show, as we were setting up, Jack Schultz came over from the Riverfront, where Slapstick! was performing. Ostensibly, he was there to wish us luck, but I think he wanted to see what we were up to. One of the cool things we did in this show was a running audio Gag where Josh played a roving reporter on the streets of Aurora on New Year's Eve, reporting from the Riverboats and other locations around town. When he got to the Riverfront, whoever was "checking in with him" from the stage asked him to open the door and see how the Slapstick! show was going. The audience heard the sound of a door opening, then just a few chirping crickets. It was pretty funny. In those days, we had a healthy rivalry that had not yet turned ugly, but was about to. After the show, Kathleen was on a high. We asked her to join the group (Rhonda wasn't interested) and I think she said yes, but later reneged when Jack told her, in response to hearing that she was going to join us, "Well, you choose your friends." -Dale ****************** Dale's right, we got screwed by the place we rented. They hit us with a room rental rate, AND a bartender rate of $19 an hour. For a bartender! The bartender, by the way, was one of the owners, so why the hell did he need another $19 an hour? We were stupid enough to agree and pay it. That's one of the reasons we barely broke even. Another reason was at the last minute, we bought some small ads in a classified section of The Beacon News. We had only a few reservations, and we panicked that our usual assortment of free press was not enough. That's the show where we learned that the New Year's Eve crowd is famous for not making reservations, and showing up at the gate. We had almost 100 people there. This place was a scream. It was a former Masonic Temple, and this was a room where they had secret ceremonies and such. The altar was gone, but the stage was about four or five feet off the ground. Most of the audience was in folding chairs on the floor, and we towered over them. But some were able to sit in a balcony that rimmed the room, squared off. It was weird. Backstage, there were all these old velvet robes and sceptres and crowns from the old Masonic days. I tried to figure out some way to work them into the show, but failed. - Steve