The show last Saturday was a blast. Kris A even came out to play with us. We managed to fit "Jack Bravo"A
into a skit and compose a heavy-metal song on-the-fly called "Armpit Hair on the Mantlepiece."B
And I got the distinct pleasure of becoming:
- Stinky SpiceC
- A PBS celebrity fund-raiser hawking telly-tubby turdsD
- A nameless woman inviting a gay couple to a Christmas partyE
- Hairy-Eyebrow WomanF
- An attorney
- Clarissa, the know-it-all psychic
- A venquilitrist's dummy with an attitude
- A recurring leprechaun with a penchant for melonsG
- A Catholic schoolgirl on a pogo-stick
- A Programming NaziH
I'm sure there were others, but those are the ones I remember the best.
I love improv. Have I mentioned that? One of my dreams a year ago was to someday do improv... I should remind myself once in awhile that I am, in fact, living my dreams.
In other news, I managed to utterly baffle yet another doctor today. S'nice to know I haven't lost my touch.
I missed rehearsal last night, and karaoke tonight. I hope to be back to my busy way of being tomorrow.Linkies:http://www.seas.ucla.edu/~iming/TokyoBreakfast.asf zztzed
Simply one of the strangest attempts at entertainment I've ever seen.http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?itemid=14994160 latraviata
Somebody had some fun with photoshop.http://www.livejournal.com/talkpost.bml?itemid=14939590 various folks
Help Eric in his quest to make a counter-meme!apres-post UPDATE:http://www.vectorlounge.com/04_amsterdam/jam/flamjam.html karmicunderpath
Spank the monkey! Simple, but so very twisted! I can't seem to get above 320 mph... pardon me for being so rude, but how fast can you spank the monkey?And a very warm welcome to ophilia!
Hugs to those who need 'em, those who want 'em, and those who want to name teferi's new ultra "Wang"I
A Inside joke among the players. One night, our fearless leader didn't show up for rehearsal, so we phoned him. Wrong number. We got some guy's answering machine: "HI! You have reached... JAAAACK BRAAAAAVO!" I can't imagine what this person must really be like.
B The audience made up the name and picked the genre. Really.
C Spiceworld, starring Gary Coleman and Marlon Brando, going backwards in time.
D For this game, we had to get "stuff" from the audience (whatever odd things they had in their purses/pockets/whatever), and hawk it on PBS. Some unfortunate fellow had a superball : )
E In itself, not terribly funny; but my character had a crush on one of the guys, and it had to be done operatically, singing and all.
F Hark, it is I! I helped unstop a drain, and saved the world in the process.
G Read into that as much as you want. The rest of us sure did.
H "Torture the Actor"-- an actor leaves the room, the audience chooses an odd phrase, and the rest of the cast has to do short skits until the actor gets the phrase exactly. I decided to pretend to code. E goosestepped up and said "Haff you gotten ze bugz out of ze vindowz yet?" My reply: "But-but- mein herr! NOOOBODY can get ze bugs out of ze vindows!!" Brought the house down, it did.
I Even though I still stand by "Aura" (actually, "Aurora" is quite nice, too), the Wang People really need some love. Cause it ain't gonna happen. It's OK. Cry if you must. There, there. Let it all out.
V For somebody who didn't have a whole lot to say, I sure had a whole lot of footnotes! Shake your money-maker, and GITONUP!! HIT IT ONE TIME! I mean, SWEETDREAMS! GOODNIGHT!
& Wait-- more news-- I still miss krussell
* And in what I promise to be my last bit of news this post, it is evidently, according to Google, Monet's birthday. I thought you should know. Goodnight