I really have to hand it to the inventors of the OhMiBod. It’s an iPod compatible vibrator. An ViBrator if you will. Even though it’s a little naughty, I am totally loving the concept of a sexual aid that is iPod compatible.
I had to post a picture of it, only because I couldn’t believe it until I saw it.
Now to bring it back to improv… um… this is a clear example of designers playing a game to the fullest.
Yeah, yeah, we know. It seems like some piece of fantastic code I hacked way back in the day does not like the the upgrade I just performed. So, you get this very exciting, white page layout until we figure out what went wrong.
Welcome to the future. I hope you brought your flashlight.
Okay, I think I’ve figured it out — As such, I’de like to introduce you to our new site design. I’d been meaning to fix a few problems that didn’t play well with IE, but hopefully they are all fixed… If you’re having any troubles, please feel free to drop me a line… or look at it in Firefox. I’ve still got a lot of work to do, so please be careful of sharp corners.
The lovely ladies who star in Head In The Oven, hosted Harold Night last night at UCB. They debuted their first episode, which I have to say was pretty funny even for my snobby “nothing compares to Python” tastes. Plus, I have the exact same outfit as the blonde.
Thanks for all the e-mails recently asking where I’ve been on the site. It’s been a busy few weeks at UCB as I ready for my 201 class show. I’ve also been scheduling up improv classes and sketch writing classes at UCB and Magnet respectively. Combine that with a pretty aggressive practice group schedule and busy month at work… you get my point. Luckily today is my class show and I hope to get more time to relate my thoughts about UCB 201.
I won’t get into the specifics right now, but we had a teacher change more than half way through the class to Neil Casey, who blew our minds. It not only changed my perception of scene-work, but also changed my perception of game playing.
I’ve also signed up for my first sketch writing class, with the illustrious Chicago improvisor Armando Diaz, at Magnet Theater which starts Wednesday. I’ve never taken any sketch before, but after acting in a sketch, at UCB’s Liquid Courage for a friend, I was inspired to start writing. I, of course, hit a few road blocks and decided that perhaps some tutelage would be useful.
All right, I’ll be back in the saddle shortly. Thanks again for the concern. I am not dead.
Alright, I don’t know where to put this, so I’ll put it here. Last night while waiting online for the 9:30 ASSSSCAT, Axel Rose walked by the UCB Theater. I shit you not. Axel Rose from GNR! Of course I totally missed it, because I am destined never to see his awesomitude in person. He walked directly in front of me and I didn’t see him.
(sigh)
Good news, ASSSSCAT was incredible. So that’s good… sorry… no where else to go with this post.
Yes it’s officially the Jewish New Year. And while I’m not Jewish, I thought it would be a good time to celebrate my wasp, growing up on Upper West Side, heritage. Here are some traditional Jewish New Years resolutions.
I will not, under any circumstances buy a bagel from somebody who doesn’t understand what just a schmear means. A schmear of course meaning way too much cream-cheese and having to scrape some off with the paper wrapper clumsily on the train.
I will use the word hamantashen more in conversation, and will forcibly find ways to insert it if necessary.
I will honor my mother’s wishes to find a nice jewish girl and settle down with already. What are you trying to do, break your mother’s heart? And why don’t you come to the Upper West Side to visit your mother more regularly? You look thin, you want some something to eat?
I will stop riding the train to bensonhurst to hang out with the orthadox community, no matter how much I want to wear a big fuzzy hat.
I will not under any circumstances watch this video.
Happy 5767. Since I was born in 1977, That makes me 3790 years old. I have to say I look pretty good for my age.