In DC, I took classes at the DC Improv. In my second class, I met a woman called Bri Lux. She made (and continues to make) the point that her name sounds like the cheese, but IS NOT spelled like the cheese. She clearly has issues.
Nevertheless, we became friends during our time at the Improv and soon realised we were neighbors across the river in Virginia.
On a day like today, I am already missing her company. Fall is in the air. I shivered as I drove to work with the window barely cracked and Kimbra’s Vows pumping through the car’s inadequate speakers. On a day like today, we would text one another and meet up at Fireworks, a pizza joint in Arlington, VA with a dessert consisting of STILL-COOKING, but SLIGHTLY-UNCOOKED cookie dough. We would sit outside and drink beers and eat vegetarian pizzas and discuss work and jokes and relationships.
Then, she does something that makes me miss her even more.
I miss her. I am proud of her. You should follow her on Twitter – @brinotbrie (See, I told you she had issues.)
Hello again lovers and friends and family (and technologically-savvy cones).
Before I get to the meat (or other form of protein for your meatless diet) of tonight’s post, let me just say I was pleased to receive a package today. I ordered this package from Amazon (the online one, not the one I am probably killing by ordering packages). This package contained three compact discs and one seasoning. In order of appearance.
Two Door Cinema Club – Tourist History
The Books – The Way Out
Fountains of Wayne – Sky Full of Holes
Shichimi Togarashi spice
Here is another clip from the DC Improv Comedy School Cast show at the DC Improv on 24 August 2011. This game is called “Slo Mo.” Stay tuned after the video for a fun contest!
Hello friends! How about a sweet video contest? Find the one thing I forgot* in the above video and email me at firstname.lastname@example.org I will choose one correct answerer at random to win a parcel from me!
Deadline is whenever I remember the contest is happening, but most definitely after Labor Day.
*Yeah yeah. I’m sure I forgot more than one thing. Yuck it up jackass.
Hello lovers and followers and friends and, well, everyone else.
Before the hurricane hits and the power goes out and you’re left reading issues of People magazine from 1992 (whatever happened that year?), why not check out some videos?
As I mentioned earlier this week (you did read that, didn’t you?), I was fortunate enough to perform with the DC Improv Comedy School Cast on Wednesday. GF was there with camera in hand to record some of the scenes of the action.
If the power last throughout the weekend, I’ll be posting clips from the show.
As I do with many sentences and conversations, allow me to begin with an apology.
I know several of you were huddled around your computer or blog-ready phone to receive a post from me last night. I know some of you were out there in the lonely world, waiting for an electronic missive from my fingers to your heart. I know most of you waited, and realized, as the clock struck midnight (ET), all hope of word from your beloved was dashed like waves on the Cliffs of Dover.
Again, I apologize.
While the glow of your computer lit your frown, making it seem that much more depressing, I was performing improv with several funny people (all more humorous than I, you see) at the DC Improv as part of the DC Improv Comedy School Cast.
Still, I should have written.
After the earthquake and after digesting the misery of a drunk and cowardly Cone Alone, I should have known you would need a bit more comfort. A bit more guidance. Actually, I know you just needed a friendly word.
I apologize one more time. I know I let my life get in the way of our electronic, anonymous life together.
Please forgive me.
If you forgive me, I promise to post video (ACTUAL FOOTAGE) from last night’s performance.
Will that do it? Will that make up for my error?
If my penance seems paltry and does not please you, I will proffer personal puns just for you at your request. I will post these puns directly to your Facebook account if you desire, so all the world can see you are loved and your name is a joke.