Rocky Horror Show at DACC

We got back this afternoon from attending The Rocky Horror Show, directed by my cousin at the junior college where she is a professor of speech. It was her idea to introduce stage productions into the college’s schedule. I have planned to go now and then, and something would come up. Boy, what I have been missing.

It was great. Really good. We had a marvelous time. Uh, are you getting my drift. I thought I didn’t care for shows on the stage – guess I’ll have to revise that opinion. Glenda Woodrow Boling – I am so proud of you. And you can bet your Uncle Bob would have been also – he might have skipped this production because of his generation, but I think he would have said, “I’ll bet that was the best production of a show using words ‘Ladies shouldn’t say’ that has been presented by any non-Broadway group.

We saw and dined with Sue and Marshall and sat with Glenda’s daughter, granddaughter and son-in-law. It was a right good time, to use an old-fashioned adjective often voiced by our English descended grandmother.