Once upon a time in Astoria, there was a magical castle called the HOTRS, where the finest theater administrators in New York gathered for theme parties and jungle juice. (Don’t worry, I’m abandoning this fairy tale metaphor soon.)
It was at these parties that I first met Kim: as much of a regular as I was and with countless mutual friends. Despite being a secret admirer of her epic costumes, we weren’t much more than a passing “hey, can you hand me a Solo cup?” kind of friends. Years went by and the HOTRS became a thing of the past. Then one day, our beautiful tropical fish and friend fairy godmother Angel suggested that I invite Kim to be on my Friends trivia team.
“She’s even crazier than you.”