June 7th, 2006


Fear is the glue on my feet

My improv troupe was invited to perform with Pgraph last night. I think it went well, I had more compassion on myself, and I had read Mick Napier's book that day, so was committed to having fun and getting out of my head. I strummed on Roy's ukelele while he hosted, and was wondering what I was doing on stage, but I chased the thought away. My attitude was good up until we played 185. This is a joke format. Like
"185 pigs walked into a bar.
The bartender said, we don't serve your kind here
The pigs says: punchline"
Basically, replace pigs with X, and make some sort of punny/funny reference. But I kept holding myself back, and it was definitely out of fear.
Andy says: Anything in improv is okay, as long as you don't do it out of fear or laziness.
When Bob Mchnichol suggested "school vice president" I didn't go out.. even though there was a lack of volunteers and I actually had a pun! So here it goes:
"185 vice presidents walked into a bar.
The bartender said, "We don't serve your kind here!"
The bartender and the vice presidents got into a fight and the bartender got schooled!"