It’s Hallowe’en. It’s a dark and rainy night. I’m home all alone. The trick-or-treaters have been sparse — I’ve only had twenty kids all night, so I’m handing out great fistfuls of candy to each. You know what that means…
It’s time for Rocky Horror!
I’ve turned the sound way up and am soaking up the vibes. I’d put on fishnet stockings if I had any.
This movie is right there in my happy place. I’ve been watching it yearly since about 1976.
Uh-oh. The elevator scene just started. Bye.











