Friday, May 11, 2007
Pretending I Still Use This Blog
Wow, I must not care about this thing at all anymore. Well, most things troupe-related have fallen off, to be honest. I'm trying to get things going again with some new material, but we'll see how that goes.
We were in Orillia on the 4th of May for their comedy festival. The short of the evening can be found in the following point-form list:
- we performed at two places that were strictly restaurants, and two places that were mostly bars
- references to Dungeons and Dragons don't work in Orillia
- references to the NDP, even if they aren't jokes in themselves, do work
It was a strange night. At best, it was carefree, and at worst, a little humiliating. It was great fun to sit around drinking with the other troupes (The Boiled Wieners, Ms. Chickaburns and our favourite troupe, Approximately 3 Peters) and the drive back was nice. I wasn't as loaded as I should have been when I got back to my room at 4:30 on Saturday morning. This is either because I didn't really drink very much or because I'm about to develop a horrible, horrible drinking problem. Either way, I'm going to have trouble getting a mortgage.
Anyway, we're headed to Sketchfest Montreal in a week. We'll be blowing the doors, windows, and toilets out of Theatre Ste. Catherine at 8pm on May 18th. We've pulled some stuff off of the website in preparation. We have some locals coming out to see us, and we want to milk some of the older material. We don't want people in Montreal seeing it beforehand. This, very likely, would not happen anyway, but I like to feel clever every few days, and this idea was my best this week.
I have new baseball glove. Thedude and I patronized a Toronto sporting goods establishment, and wandered out with Demarini Voodoo softball gloves. Mine is almost broken in after a game of catch-ball and some oil. Instead of mink oil, I trapped a mink, and bound it up inside the glove. It was justifiably terrified, so it was sweating like crazy. The natural oils from the fur made the glove more supple. I suppose I didn't have to squeeze the little guy so hard, but I wanted to make sure the pocket was as soft as possible to absorb any screaming line drives I may encounter. The mink's ultimate sacrifice was commemorated. Also, we came up a baseball sketch. Look for it June 5 at the Rivoli.
Mike
We were in Orillia on the 4th of May for their comedy festival. The short of the evening can be found in the following point-form list:
- we performed at two places that were strictly restaurants, and two places that were mostly bars
- references to Dungeons and Dragons don't work in Orillia
- references to the NDP, even if they aren't jokes in themselves, do work
It was a strange night. At best, it was carefree, and at worst, a little humiliating. It was great fun to sit around drinking with the other troupes (The Boiled Wieners, Ms. Chickaburns and our favourite troupe, Approximately 3 Peters) and the drive back was nice. I wasn't as loaded as I should have been when I got back to my room at 4:30 on Saturday morning. This is either because I didn't really drink very much or because I'm about to develop a horrible, horrible drinking problem. Either way, I'm going to have trouble getting a mortgage.
Anyway, we're headed to Sketchfest Montreal in a week. We'll be blowing the doors, windows, and toilets out of Theatre Ste. Catherine at 8pm on May 18th. We've pulled some stuff off of the website in preparation. We have some locals coming out to see us, and we want to milk some of the older material. We don't want people in Montreal seeing it beforehand. This, very likely, would not happen anyway, but I like to feel clever every few days, and this idea was my best this week.
I have new baseball glove. Thedude and I patronized a Toronto sporting goods establishment, and wandered out with Demarini Voodoo softball gloves. Mine is almost broken in after a game of catch-ball and some oil. Instead of mink oil, I trapped a mink, and bound it up inside the glove. It was justifiably terrified, so it was sweating like crazy. The natural oils from the fur made the glove more supple. I suppose I didn't have to squeeze the little guy so hard, but I wanted to make sure the pocket was as soft as possible to absorb any screaming line drives I may encounter. The mink's ultimate sacrifice was commemorated. Also, we came up a baseball sketch. Look for it June 5 at the Rivoli.
Mike
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