The trouble with improv is that it is not funny unless you are there. I can not blog about my improv class, it would be like explaining a joke from another culture. It is sad because I laugh harder during that class than I laugh all week. This was very surprising to me. I didn't know that it would be so fun to turn slowly into a fly. Or to construct a monster who Irish dances....
Again, you would have to be that and that is too bad because we are missing some really good times together.
posted by Sasha @ 9:28 AM
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actually, that post made me laugh! Do blog about it!
Those of us NOT in an improv class would enjoy the story immensely.
(did it hurt turning into a fly?)
(can monsters dance at all, like in "The Monster Mash"?)
thanks, it's a great way to start my morning, wondering these things. ;^)
Does anyone remember "snap, crackle, pop" from the old Rice Krispy ads? Well, after having sort of mixed up my feet and hips in learning the Mambo in PE at ASU, we went on to modern dance...and that was all improv. I got to be "crackle". Kind of silly, trying to be a Krispy. It does lose something in the translation, doesn't it?
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