Opening Weekend

Thanks to everyone who came to our first official shows this past weekend. It feels great to perform in our own space–one that’s fun, inviting and conducive to laughter. Feng shui is important. One misplaced folding chair and our chi deflects to the post office.

I heard the show Friday was great. I got there just in time to see a few people look at me quizzically as they left. I did the show Saturday, and if you were there you might have seen me fall off the stage. I’m still getting my bearings and apparently I need to learn how to use a door and a staircase again. In the first scene of the short form set, I left the stage with some zinger about Guatemala. As I opened the door, I fell to the floor and nearly chi-ed my pants.

The rest of the night was a blur, but I do remember certain things. Drawings in a bathroom.  Josh and Mike riding a scooter. McDonald’s at 3 a.m. The ghost of Robert Browning whispering, “God’s in His heaven. All’s right with the world.” and “You didn’t play dialects?”