Pizza Hut, Laser Improv, Santa Porn and Literally Carrying People

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It was a day.  It was a great day.  I’ll try to keep it short, but just know that today is a celebration of improv, friendships and art.

Plus and I drove up this morning to Tampa.  Nothing is more of a treat than having 5 hours to get to know someone you really like.  I did a bunch of talking and Plus is a good listener.  Thanks Plus.  Maybe you can talk on the way back.

Where were we going?  Great question.  We came up to the Tampa Improv Festival.  Tonight we got the pleasure of watching 11 different improv troupes from around the country and then we also performed.

John J Murray (The Effin Beagan), Plus, Tom, Casey, Lauren, Tony and Julie
John J Murray (The Effin Beagan), Plus, Tom, Casey, Lauren, Tony and Julie

Something super cool happened while we prepared for the shows tonight.  I googled  “Pizza Hut Crunchy” and this came up.

Yeah.  The Pizza Hut commercial I did a couple of months ago came out… so… I was on cloud nine.

Back to the Festival.  Laser Comedy Show.  Yep… that’s a thing.  And. It. Was.  Everything.  Started at 1:00AM and didn’t disappoint. 25 minutes of pure improv while drawing with a laser in the dark.  Multiple characters.  A theme.  Fascinating.  Click on the link and see where he is next.  You have to see it.

We played tonight.  John J Murray was our muse.  Brought the heat with some great comedy for us to riff off of.  We were sharp and fun.  I’m the luckiest man on earth to share the stage and need to move out-of-the-way.  Santa became a porn star.  Enough said.  Glad we went on at 11PM.  None of the kiddies were awake thank goodness.

After our set, I went back to the bar.  There were some heavily intoxicated people.  I was not one of them… though this picture may suggest otherwise.  Oh Johnny… let’s never enter into a game of kiss chicken ever again.  Or tomorrow.  It’s up to you.

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Shortly after this moment, two separate people fell off of their bar stools within minutes of each other.  Both from the same troupe.  The troupe name?  PLF.  Party Like F***.  Really.  That’s their name.  And they did.  They partied like F*** so hard that I carried one of them… completely to the car.  Yep.  That happened.  I’d like to thank my personal trainer for giving me the strength to carry a grown man 100 yards.  I might have injured my back.  I hope not.  I have a day of improv all over again tomorrow.

On a final note, I got the pleasure to see Richard Paul from SAK Comedy Lab perform a one man, 5 character improv show.  Pure brilliance.  It’s shows like his that inspire us to try the next thing.  Whatever it is, we will try it.  What a day.  I guess you’ll be reading this in the morning, but I wrote this at 3AM.  I apologize for spelling and grammar issues.  Here are some gifs to make it feel better.

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