No Rules No Regrets, In Pictures

Not too long ago, Bastards traveled just south to Providence, RI for the renowned Improv Festival. Mr. Matt Tucker had his camera at the big event. And while many doings, happenstances and transactions occurred during this fateful set of hours, one fact remains proven by these photos: we all touch our faces way too much.

http://www.matttucker.org/journal/2009/7/2/providence-improv-fest.html

Enjoy! I know I did.

Doin' it, like LL

Now that I think about it, it's been almost two full weeks since I've done any improv. I'm planning on going to the Asylum house teams show tonight. But assuming I'm asked to jump into the lottery (if I'm not then message received, over and out) this will be my first time in weeks doing improv.

I wish there was a better way to say that without the "doing". Doing improv. It sounds gross. Like I'm dipping something in it.

At any rate, I'll be doing improv tonight. I hope I'm not overrun by the house teamers as I hear this round is quite clever. So consequently I'll be on my guard all night, which always makes for a great scene. Come see me flounder and begin my improv recovery.

Geesh.