Improv 201 Graduation Performance: I Didn't Know What That Chair Thing Was...
2015-08-29, 1:11 p.m.
On Saturday morning, Mom had surprise plans I didn't know about: she was going to drop off the van to get the seat fixed while I drove her to the eye doctor, then we'd swap cars and I'd get the oil changed in mine. Mom wanted to ask the dude there about the sunroof (yes,again—now we're debating having that guy look at it next weekend), so...that subject was fun. We had lunch and did a few errands and also managed to get Mauricio and his wife (and some random friend of his who I guess was really bored that night!) to come to my improv show! We all drove up to Sacramento and back that night, eventually finishing off the evening by finding a place in Danville that does liquid nitrogen ice cream, Crafts Creamery. This thrilled me no end.
As for the show: I don't have too great of notes on this since I was uh, occupied. We had seven people—one person who said she wasn't going to be able to make it did and one who we assumed was coming didn't show, so go figure. Mom got most of it recorded but I haven't gotten to watching it yet. I spent most of the first and second beats thinking how I was going to handle going on stage, so I admit I didn't pay super close attention. Not being able to write them down at the time didn't help either. Ah well.
Monologues: there was one about gaming....I did one about the time I drove into a ditch, someone else did one about learning to drive, I forget the fourth one (Brian said we could do four).
1a. Husband took photos on vacation and is gleefully showing them off to his wife, who was sick throughout them and hates them. But the rest of them were good...
2a. Driving lessons in which the driver is incredibly nervous. Gave me flashbacks.
3a. I initiated this one—playing board games and I'm a super obnoxious, fairly blatant cheater at it. This time: Candy Land, drawing cards out of the middle of the deck. (I actually used to fix games like this with my baby cousins so the oldest/”perfect” one didn't win all the time.)
(Note: I'm really glad I initiated because with an odd number, one girl was only in group scenes. Afterwards, everyone in my group kept asking me and her why she didn't do anything on stage. She was all, "I did group scenes, and I'm fine with that, thanks.")
Game 1: Twister! 'Nuff said.
Brian's commentary afterward:
Now I'm wondering if I should reconsider doing musical improv in fall since I won't be able to do that and Jam at the same. I need to go ask.