Workshops!

We are teaching improv workshops. It is wonderful because here are the questions we are always asked: “so, don’t you want to be on Saturday Night Live? I mean, is that the ultimate goal?” and then “so is this a good way to retire?” or “so can you retire with this?” or “so is this going to be what will let you retire?” This is mainly because it is filled with retirees. Retirees who maybe don’t want to do too much improv. Retirees who when you actually improvise with them, say this: “Poop.” And then after the big laugh “that always gets them.” Then that person sits down and quietly asks us questions with the “don’t you think your life is pointless” type undercurrent. It’s pretty fun and amazing. The fact that I want to kill everyone is totally unrelated. I will have to create some lie that will satisfy them, preferably one that mentions Jonathan Winters and Robin Williams. Here was a question: “so…do you think people like Jonathan Winters and Robin Williams and that are just too crazy?” Or, from a small woman who looked like the grandma from the Beverly Hillbillies, but with her hair out of the bun and sitting under what is clearly a pashmina-inspired brown wrap and her keycard on a lanyard “what about that Wayne Brady show?” which they haven’t filmed for several years. She then under her breath said “I don’t know why you’d do something and not get paid for it.” Thus, from here on out it will be bold lies. I am going to say I was on a sitcom for 4 years, but it was pornographic and in German.

We found out that Abraham Lincoln’s great great great great great whatever great grandson is working on board Royal Carribean cruiseline as a musician. He is apparently very tall and thin and a huge hit with the ladies and in a certain light, looks just like Abe Lincoln. This is my favorite new fact from today.