By Michael Gioia
16 Jun 2014
|Photo by Joseph Marzullo/WENN|
In the musical, Rod, a Wall Street banker, and Ricky, a "Chelsea boy," meet through an online personal ad placed by Rod's best friend and slacker roommate Nicky. It was love at first sight — and the rest is history.
The two crossed paths when Avenue Q opened Off-Broadway at the Vineyard Theatre in March 2003. The production transferred to Broadway's John Golden Theatre, where it opened July 31, 2003. The musical won three 2004 Tony Awards, including Best Musical, before closing in September 2009 and transferring to Off-Broadway's New World Stages, where it currently runs.
As part of Playbill.com's 30 Days of Pride, we catch up with the married puppets, who will be special guests at the city speaker's annual pride event June 18 at Cooper Union and will celebrate their third anniversary this summer.
Rod: Well, it was such a multi-cultural experience to begin with — so many gays and lesbians of all ages, stripes and fabrics, if you will, getting married on the same historic day was nothing short of fabulous! Faaaaaaaabuloous! It was especially thrilling to be invited by the gay synagogue to repeat our vows under the chuppah, although the rabbi had to crush the wine glass for us since neither one of us has legs. We are ourselves a multi-cultural family: I mean, I am witty and urbane and Ricky is just plain hot!
Ricky: My favorite part was saying 'I do' because, well, I do!
We never learned where you took your honeymoon? Where did you go? How was it?
Rod: I pleaded with Ricky to take me to Las Vegas for that legendary Cher and Charo double-bill; however, he was hell-bent for leather on taking me to the annual SexPo in Chicago. He had been a runner-up in the International Mr. Felt & Leather Pageant years before and wanted to see some of his old pals in the Windy City. While I am quite certain I was not the only Wall Street broker in attendance, I will say I was the one most fully clothed throughout the weekend. Nor would I ever dream of wearing leather over my business suit! So tacky!
Ricky: Honey, I've told you — they're not called pageants. Or cotillions.