Last night I couldn’t make it out to the weekly Rocky Horror Picture Show screening, so I watched on DVD instead. Just because I couldn’t go out didn’t mean that I was going to miss seeing it, or miss the chance for dressing up. Obviously, I didn’t participate in any of the interactive item throwing (confetti, cards, toilet paper, and what have you) because I’d have to bust out the Hoover, but I did yell out phrases and dance The Time Warp at the appropriate moments.
After the movie started, I looked over and found myself sitting next to the same lady as last week! I knew it was her because I recognized the purse.