June 21st, 2005

Big Gig

We have an improv gig tonight that looks to be huge. It’s for a credit union members meeting, and we could have anywhere from 250 to 1000 people in attendance.

Yikes.

That’s a pretty big crowd for improv. An improv show depends on the audience for suggestions and participation and there’s some concern that the crowd won’t be as engaged because they’re farther away from the stage. There’s also some concern because each of us needs to wear a body microphone and we’re not used to it. Plus, the stage is a lot bigger than we’re used to. So, there are a lot of concerns.

There’s also a lot of excitement, though. This is a chance to put on a good show and have a lot of people go away thinking “I’d like to see them again” or, better yet, “I’d really like to hire them for something else in the future.”

Corporate gigs can go either way. We’ve had several that went really well, but we’ve had at least one that went horribly awry. It depends on the mindest of the attendees, the setting, and us as performers. There’s a lot that can go wrong.

Corporate gigs are generally the best-paying gigs we get. I’m not in improv for the money (though it’d be awesome to be able to make a living at it somehow), but the money is always welcome.

My biggest goal in a show is to not mess everything up. “Don’t mess everything up,” I tell myself before each show. If I add something or even end up being funny, that’s a plus, but I really am just aiming to not mess anything up. I want people to go away from our show thinking we were funny.

I’m not sure why that’s a major pursuit of mine, but it is. I want people to be happy. I want people to laugh. I want people to smile. I know it’s not such a big deal long-term whether I can make people laugh, but I feel good when it happens. If I think about it, I can get a little depressed about the fact that my two main outlets in life (improv and computers) don’t really mean that much and won’t leave any sort of lasting legacy. But when the final song plays and we leave the stage and people are left laughing, I feel like I’ve done a good thing, however short-lived it might be.

I’ve long had this conflict – the industry I’ve always been most attracted to is the entertainment industry: acting, singing, writing, comedy, talk show hosting. At the same time, I know that it’s ultimately a worthless endeavor. What redeeming qualities lie in the entertainment industry? How does it help? Isn’t it more of a distraction than a means to betterment? The argument could be made that a person made famous by the entertainment industry could use that fame to make a difference in other areas. We see actors trying to do this all the time – hugging trees and whatnot. The problem is, to be in a position to make any difference, you’ve got to be a big star, and the chance of anyone becoming a big star are pretty slim. Most performers languish in obscurity, hardly able to make a difference in their own lives, much less anyone else’s.

I think it boils down to a question of mortality: what will remain of me when I’m gone? None of us wants to be forgotten, but the chances are good that we will be. We want to do things that will make a difference and will make a lasting impression. Some people do this by having children, others by building big buildings. A lot of people, though, look to film as a way of preservation. We still remember names like Humphrey Bogart, Marilyn Monroe, and Bela Lugosi to this day, even if we’ve never actually seen a movie starring any of them. They were famous, they were entertainers: they are remembered. Those of us doing local improv might dream of such things, but it isn’t likely to happen. For me it ends up being like the old adage: “Find something you can do and do it well.”

Twenty-five years from now no one will remember tonight’s show, but I’m still going to go out and do what I can to not mess it up. It’s something I can do so I’m going to do the best with it that I can. I’ll try to figure out a meaning for it somewhere down the road.

June 20th, 2005

Word Freak

Some of you might know I love to play Scrabble. My chances to do so are few and far between these days, but I enjoy it when I get the chance. Lately I’ve been embroiled in a match with an Internet friend (Charley) that’s been fun, except for the fact that I’ve slacked on getting my latest turn back to him. We’re using this program here, which makes it easy to play games via email. If you buy it, let me know and we’ll get a game going. It’s lots of fun. It also allows for live Internet games, so if that’s more your thing, let me know.

I like words. I like learning new words, especially if they’re useful. I appreciate a well-turned phrase and wish I was better at turning them myself. I think it’s why I started with an English major in college. Games like Scrabble and Boggle (but, oddly enough, not UpWords) are my favorite types. You can keep your games of chance and your fast-paced, all-cards-flying-at-the-same-time games, thank you very much. I just can’t keep up with those very well. My little brain can’t deal with them.

I’ve recently rediscovered that I like crossword puzzles. And by “recently” I mean “last week.” I was doing server upgrades last week, and there are points in the process where files copy for a long time and not much else can get done. There was a local paper handy, so I started doing the crossword puzzle. I like the local paper puzzles because I can usually get 90-100% of them. I’d be no good at the New York Times puzzle, but I do all right with the local paper ones.

Unfortunately this new soon-to-be-an-addiction means that I have to buy a paper every morning so I have a puzzle to do at lunchtime. Nevermind the fact that it costs me fifty cents, there also isn’t a good place along my route to work for me to get a paper. I have to go blocks out of my way to get one at the Burger King or the McDonald’s, and if I’m there, I’m tempted to get something to eat, and that’s just no good.

I’m seriously thinking about getting a subscription to the paper, but I think I’m going to wait and see if the addiction takes hold. It might just be a passing fancy. I used to do the local paper crossword when I was as ecurity guard back in college, but that was because the workplace had an available paper every night.

You might be thinking “Why don’t you go out and buy a book of crossword puzzles and do those?” I’ve tried that, and it’s not as fun. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s that the newspaper crossword doesn’t have the answers in the back. Maybe it’s the idea of finishing one of the day’s tasks, even if that task isn’t crucial. For whatever reason, I’m enjoying the daily crossword puzzle.

One more plug to buy Scrabble Online. It’s only $15 at Amazon, and if you’re even a passing fan of Scrabble, it’s a good investment. you can play against Maven, the computer player, and sharpen your skills with all sorts of mini-games. The real fun comes from playing face-to-face with someone, but the computer version is a pretty good warm-up.

June 17th, 2005

BoLB

I have been given – no, scratch that – I have earned the nickname “Bear of Little Brain” because I have a hard time remembering things and I get confused easily. I’m not even such a fan of Winnie the Pooh (where that phrase originates), but it fits me pretty well, unfortunately.

As a BoLB, I am constantly writing myself reminder notes. Post-Its are one of the best things ever invented. Unfortunately, this system sometimes goes awry. I have a Post-It on my desk right now that has two words on it:

Cabinet email

I haven’t the foggiest idea what it means. Any thoughts?