I've taken my final undergrad exam. I have finally earned my long overdue bachelors degree. Thanks to my twisted aversion to selling back books, i now have a physical record of everything i (should) know. Who knew all of this could fit in my brain.
I've just completed my last undergrad homework assignment ever. I can count the number of final exams remaining on one hand. I will sleep very well tonight.
My friend Randy Wyatt wrote a play called Said and Meant which i've now appeared in twice. Once before it was published and the first performance of it after it was officially published. The publisher has finally made the script available on their site. If you look carefully, you will see me in the production photo. You can read a sample of the script at the site as well. I will gladly autograph copies.
Before our Bed, Breakfast and Beyond improv shows, we ask the audience members to write down a location, a thing, and a line of dialog on different colored index cards. We use these suggestions throughout the show. Unfortunately, we are only able to use a fraction of the cards we receive. I enjoy going through the cards after the show and thinking about what could have been if only we picked that card. Here are some of the more interesting suggestions from our first two weekends of shows:
The American Pretzel Museum in DeMoines. "If hurting feelings was your goal, you shot an arrow through my lungs." "You're such a zombie." Confessional at St. Leroys' Church. "The cleavage of a mineral helps in identification." The New Kids on the Block CD Box set. "Not every problem can be solved by flossing!" Bumbershoot. "Sounds like a baby dying." Saltine cracker factory. "I think you should leave Larry and Bob's nuts alone." The secret party room in the back of a pharmacy. The southwest corner of a small box. "There's no 'I' in insurance."