Last weekend, my longtime best bud Dina and I took a road-trip down to Chicago. I’d wanted to see The Second City’s all-women “She The People: Girlfriends’ Guide to Sisters Doing It For Themselves” because:
- it sounded like a cool show
- I like the idea of an all-women cast
- I wanted to go back to Chicago & Dina had never been to this city of wonders
The show was fantastic and the experience had everything I could ask for, including an uncomfortable middle-aged white man at my table unsure as to why his wife and daughter took him to see this particular show. (See “feminism.”)
For the record, the scene with the dinosaur suit was hundo p my favourite.
I don’t do this very often on WordPress, but I thought I’d post a few choice photos from my trip to Chi-town with Dina.
Traveling for improv is probably my favourite thing to do right now; and that I got to have this quick little trip into improv mecca (we saw a show at the iO! as well) with my Dina, (who I’ve know basically my entire life and who has recently agreed to start an improv company with me,) well that was just the icing on the cake. Or the cheese on the deep-dish, if you will.
I can’t wait to see where improv-travel will take me next. Or what all-women show I produce as a result of the burning hot lady-fire She the People lit under my ass.
Quick musings on the start of my new job and what feels like a new year (because of how we’re socialized as children to see the school year to be a new year and even though I have’t been in school for a few years, it still feels that way…)
- I need to see a physiotherapist for my shoulder. For real. (but AFTER softball season’s over.)
- I’m getting pretty tired of administrative work. Can someone please pay me for my thoughts, and not my ability to print shit soon?
- It’s way better to take the streetcar at 7:30 AM than 8AM. That half hour makes an insanely stupid difference in TTC service.
- I miss working on Steven and Chris.
- I miss working with the people at PanAm.
- For two days, I feel like I’ve been in control of my schedule. Let’s see how long that lasts. (My guess, until the first JFL42 show I see.)
- I’m getting pretty sweet at editing our my podcast. Even though sometimes I have to splice together pieces that, for continuity’s sake, make no sense whatsoever. (Example: Let’s go bowling.)
- You should be on and listen to my podcast.
- I haven’t performed in like, 4 days. I both miss it, and am incredibly relieved to be doing other creative things that don’t involve hourlong train commutes.
- I went to the gym! #PointsMe
Thanks for indulging me.
Given the recent surge in Facebook invites, either I’ve become increasingly more popular (not likely) or it’s the Toronto Fringe, and all the performers I know in this city seem to have a show this year. And believe me, I would love nothing more but to enjoy your talents on a weekday afternoon, the time you so desperately need an audience, but I’ll be at work.
Anything in the early afternoon too, yup. Working.
In the evening? Probably just leaving work. If I’m lucky.
Shit, the project I’m working on these days has be so busy that when I DO finally get off my shift, it’s all I can do to not fall asleep on the streetcar, call the 501 my bed and ride it fully unconscious until the morning comes and I’m forced to exit and stumble into the freezer that is my current place of employ.
Not that I’m complaining about the fact that I am employed. I’m happy about that. In fact, I’m dependent on it.
You’re all such a tremendously talented bunch of amazing folk.
But what I am saying, is that I really REALLY will try to see your shows, but if I can’t, I’m sorry. And I wish you the best of broken legs throughout such a wonderful festival.