Tonight Levittown, Long Island was flooded by 25+ former members of the John F. Kennedy High School drama club. Over 6 generations of former actors (most of us, if not all of us, no longer actors whatsoever).
It was a toxic mix of rich jews and odd townies, including a man named "Billy Goodtimes" (we know this because he made himself a custom t with his name on it). We also know it was his birthday because he spent the day making a top hat that looked like a cake with a lit candle sticking out of the top of it.
I did one of my favorites - King of Pain, Police style. With a backup of best friend Lauren, Stephanie, and I think my friend Scott Falco.
It was good to get together with the posse again, and I have a sneaking suspicion that all of the videos that Kristin took will be thorougly YouTubed and uploaded to this blog tomorrow. (If she doesn't do this, I will make her before her return tenure is through.)
Oh Long Island, you are so wonderfully terrible. So lamely amazing. So stupidly fantastic. Thanks for a wonderful Thanksgiving. We'll meet again this Christmas.
Hey Man,
ReplyDeleteNext time there's a JFK Drama shitshow in town, let me know. If there's one thing I'm good at, it's embarassing myself in front of former colleagues....that, and backgammon.