Oh Richmond... The Landmark Theatre is one of my favorites on the B city list. It is a beautiful old, partially restored Masonic Temple. We all know the Masons have a storied past, and the Landmark furthurs every idea you've ever had about them. The theatre has a beautifully restored dome over the audience (unfortunately, I don't have a picture to show you.) The staff say the building is haunted and that the ghost lives in one of the minarets on the front of the building. I've never been up to the minarets, but I have been down 3 stories into the sub basements to see the abandoned swimming pool and the shooting range. Very creepy by flashlight.

The last time I was at the Landmark was a few years ago. I was the props person for the show at that time. The house head was a very very old, nice guy named Bill, who kept asking me "where is the prop guy?". I kept telling him I was the prop guy and he kept laughing and saying "no, you're the coffee girl." Also on my crew was a kid (he couldn't have been more than 18) whose name was Chance. And another guy who, when I asked him his name, he said "Assneck". I told him that there was no way I could call him that. He said "no, really, that's the name I respond to." "Ok, Assneck, how'd you get your name?" He said it was related to the botched tattoo on his neck. Oh, good times in Richmond.
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