Thursday, October 30, 2008

This probably isn’t completely normal

So when I realized I’d be coming to Chicago on business—with coming and going times too inconvenient, really, to make arrangements to hang out with anyone—before I made flight reservations, I checked Second City, iO and Annoyance for shows.

Messing with a Friend. Check. Who’s the friend? TJ Jagodowski? Seriously? Check plus.

I was tired when my flight landed. I was tired when I got to my hotel. But the thing about improv is…if you miss a show, it’s not like you can catch it next week. And when I have a rare chance to see performers I really like—Susan and TJ have both taught my kids, and TJ is just the nicest guy—not going isn’t an option.

And it was wonderful. A lot of variety. So much playfulness. Genuine affection. Serious effing with each other. And some Moonlighting-esque simultaneous dialogue scenes that...wow. OK. Not so tired after all.

Every now and then I feel like I need to get out more. Maybe see something scripted. Read a book that isn't about improv technique. Maybe get 8 hours of sleep. But I might miss something that won't ever happen again. And I'm a first child, and we kind of hate that.

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  1. "But I might miss something that won't ever happen again. And I'm a first child, and we kind of hate that." That one sentence encapsulates my whole neurotic, little life. It's SO true! And that also means, that you have a lot of moments in your life, that you wouldn't trade and that others might never have, and that's pretty cool. Sincerely, The first (and only born) Kari Perry

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  2. It's too bad you just had to see that one moment. You missed this other moment that was soooo much better. We middle children caught it.

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