Swap around the Clock

[drscott]

Because I had signed up to work the front desk, I had to go to ECR's dance tonight. The decorating people did a great job -- green-and-pink streamers, plates, cultural history displays for every year of the decade... unfortunately we were up against some other events (in Phoenix, gay rodeo and a flyin with Andy and Bill Eyler*; locally, PACE weekend for Challenge-level dancers) and attendance was very light. I thought Paul would have looked better in a poodle skirt and saddle shoes.**

* - I will never tell my Bill Eyler story, no matter how many people beg me. The moments we shared are far too special to be sullied by publicizing them here. And he's married now.

** - why do they call them poodle skirts? Or saddle shoes, for that matter?

Comments

[fuzzygruf.livejournal.com]

Naturally, I will ask Bill Eyler on Sunday about "the Bill Eyler story" and post the details to LJ. Of course, if he doesn't tell me, I'll just fabricate something less-than-fabulous!

[dr-scott.livejournal.com]

That would be unwise, since it was just a fantasy. Or was it? Is he inordinately fond of Pez?

[mrdreamjeans.livejournal.com]

Who's Bill Eyler?

[dr-scott.livejournal.com]

Explanation for you and other non-cult members: Bill Eyler is a handsome square dance caller from New Mexico. He sings well and is an all-around good guy. See his web page: http://www.billeyler.com/, and this article: http://www.phdtop.com/dancing/caller.html, which amusingly is the Penis Central interview he did about nekkid square dancing.

[bearfuz.livejournal.com]

Mmmmmmmm. Bill Eyler.

[allanh.livejournal.com]

There are many, many Bill Eyler stories. Some of them even involve people still wearing clothing, or not having wild, drug-induced sex without using ropes and whips and spurs. (Ouch!)

And for the record ... it is *not* true that Gary Dougan, Grant Ito and I were attempting to impersonate the Supremes while standing behind Bill that night at the public pool during the Peel Off in Palm Springs several years ago. It was simply happenstance that Bill happened to launch into a Miss Ross song just as we wandered onto the verandah.