I made it. I survived three extremely long days at Walt Disney World ? we were in the parks from open until close Saturday, Sunday and today. Phew! It was an absolute blast, but my feet are screaming for relief. My shoes may not have been the best choice, but I don?t know if there is any form of footwear that would have been comfortable after so much walking (if you have a recommendation, please let me know!). For the next four days, I?ll be going to conferences for work.

I?m really glad to have the chance to get out of town for a while, especially since the weather is so much nicer here. When our plane took off from Seattle, it was cold and rainy. When we landed in Orlando, it was sunny and in the upper 70s. Nearly paradise! My only disappointment is that I am missing my last session of Improv 100 while I?m here. I really would have liked to be there for the last class. I hope that a lot of people will choose to continue on to Improv 200. I personally can?t imagine not continuing, but there are probably others who feel differently.

I don?t have anything substantial to say tonight; I just wanted to say a quick ?hi.? I?ll try to post some more pictures and stuff after I get home next week.

A couple of weeks ago, I won James Gunn’s huge blog giveaway. Woohoo! That was the first time I ever managed to win one of those things. Not only that, but I was the first person to post. Amazing!

I got the package from James yesterday, and it was even more exciting than I’d expected! Thanks James!!!

Addictions have a funny way of gradually escalating. You might start with an innocent puff from a friend?s cigarette behind the school, and before you know it you?re smoking a pack a day. One cup of coffee in the morning turns into a continuous supply of double lattes. A single successful snapshot begets $20,000 of photography equipment. I fear my improv dependency is headed in the same direction. If I?m not careful, in a few years I?ll be living on the streets of downtown Seattle, begging passers by for spare suggestions and trying to do Theatresports games with the voices in my head.

Continue reading “Beginning Improv, Part Four: Shows and Playground”

For the second week in a row, we did line-at-a-time limericks at Playground last night. Also for the second week in a row, I sucked horribly at it! Limerick writing isn’t a skill I’ve exactly mastered, and doing a line of a limerick based on other peoples’ lines is even harder. Clearly I need to practice a lot more. This is an important life skill!

In the name of practice and public humiliation, I’m going to subject you to a few limericks I’ve come up with. I hope you’ll still respect me in the morning.

Continue reading “Lamentable limericks”

In retrospect, getting through my first improv class was a pretty big deal. It didn’t really feel like it at the time, though. By the end of the class, I was having so much fun that I’d almost forgotten I was nervous in the first place. I wouldn’t say that the first class had me hooked for life; there were still some doubts lingering in the back of my head. But I was definitely tiptoeing down the path to addiction.

Continue reading “Beginning Improv, Part Three: Addiction Takes Hold”