<p>Have you ever been to one of those midnight showings of “The Sound of
Music” or “The Rocky Horror Picture Show”?&#0160; &#0160;You know, the ones where
people dress up in costume and sing along to the music?</p>

<p>
Yeah.&#0160; Me neither.&#0160; </p>

<p>
Until I saw <a href="http://www.bostonist.com/archives/2006/04/18/now_were_trapped_in_the_coolidge_coolidge_coolidge.php">this</a>.&#0160; </p>

<p>My prayers have been answered:&#0160; The <a href="http://coolidge.org/s_ser_mid.html#kelly">&quot;Trapped in The Closet&quot; Sing-a-long</a> is coming to town!</p>

<p>
You bet your ass I’m going.&#0160; There will be props! (will
it be spatulas?&#0160; pies?&#0160; Berretas?&#0160; pears?)&#0160; There’ll be singing!
They’ll even have a little bouncing ball over the subtitled lyrics
(“Oh-my-God a rubber!”)&#0160; I may even get into the spirit and dress up as
Bridget.</p>

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If you don’t know what I’m talking about, check the <a href="http://www.somethingawful.com/articles.php?a=3100">Cliff’s Notes</a> or <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trapped_in_the_Closet">Wikipedia</a>.&#0160; (What rock have you been hiding under anyways?)</p>

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Sometimes living in a college town is SO worth it.</p>
