On Friday night, Rob and I went to a movie between work and the Lab - Ultraviolet...it was the worst movie in the world...so bad that it wasn't even funny..it was just a really boring, self-indulgent action/fantasy film. But it killed time at the expense of $10 bucks. Funny thing was that the movie was sold out - and everyone at the end of the film looked upset at the waste of time.
I forced myself to sleep in today. I got much needed rest - I felt exhausted all week. It all started with that 10pm-midnight rehearsal on Monday.
I had a late show Saturday night - then I stayed around for a improv mixer. The mixer is a show where people sign up and they put you in groups with people you don't normally play with. It was kinda fun. Lots of people stayed to play. it's sort of a fun way to improv because you don't have to be too serious - mostly because you're performing for are friends.
At the El Partido show, our suggestion was "Anatomically Correct." I did a scene where my wife and I were terrified of our dog and how fast it was growing - it was becoming a mutant dog for no apparent reason. I was upset that she wanted a dog in the first place. She retaliated and said that she did it because she wants kids...and she wanted to see if I could handle the responsibility of nurturing a living thing - then she finished off by saying..."which you obviously can't by the looks of it...you can't even love a dog." I argued back, "this thing is a freak of nature." We went back and forth. Later in the show, we are having marriage counseling with the dog in the room...now the dog is talking and the therapist is taking the side of my wife and dog. "Why am I paying you to take the side of my wife and Dog?" I argue with the therapist. It is reveled that the dog is sleeping with my wife and satisfying my wife in bed more than me. We start to argue, and another member of El Partido goes out into the audience and stands up and ask a question to us, now placing the scene in a "Jerry Springer" type talk show, asking "how can you let her and that dog treat you like that?" Then our final scene, it's reveled I have to have an operations but my wife can care less about helping me because I put the dog to sleep as a way to save our marriage - she was upset mostly that I killed the one "thing" that could satisfy her in bed.
Crazy huh?
There was also another really quick funny scene where I came out as a proud parent encouraging my kids to take their first steps. Three members of the group, all started walking towards me like young toddlers...they where racing each other - trying to be the first to get to me, when they finally get to me they start attacking me and I scream..."Margie...help! Help! The kids are out of control." Out steps "Margie," played by a guy member of the group, and he, shoots the kids with tranquilizer darts to tame them. I thank her (or him) and she then proceeds to shoot darts at the other members not even in the scene...they all fall down. He ends it by saying, "you can never be too safe."
Weird stuff happens at these shows.
Back to the being a "couch potato":
It's defiantly one of those lazy days....I woke up and watched TV for the first time in months...Real World, America's Next Top Model, the food network, and now Shakespeare in Love. Basically brain candy! I remember when I use to watch every episode of every program on TV...now who has time? I probably should just cancel my cable service...my television is never on.
2:30: Food network is incredible. Not that I cook any of it, but it influence my taste buds and make me want to try new foods. (Plus, if you watch the network while you're eating something bland...the flavor from TV influences the taste of the food you're eating, making it taste better...or at least I think so).
It's Sunday, and I still doing EKTM work....the production renting in the 45th Street Theater got to the space today at 1pm and none of the lights where turing on. The Stage Manager called me freaked out...I had to track down the guy in charge of the space (whose phone was off)...she didn't know what to do...finally, the guy got back to me - about 20 mins ago...and said he was a block away and would fix the problem. I guess this is the life of the theater...especially at EKTM...weekends don't exists.
3:45pm Now I'm watching The Princes Bride on TV...are they developing a musical of it? I thought I heard that.
6pm: I just finished watching a documentary on DMC in search for his biological mother, and I'm now on VH-1 Behind the Music: Kid Rock. I probably will be switching back and forth from this show and the E Channel: Oscars Coverage.
7:45pm: I'm pretty sure this is the last weekend I'm going to be able to do this. One part of me feels guilty and lazy for staying in all day, but the other part of my feels well rested and up-to-date with my pop culture. Okay, now I'm officially only watching Oscar coverage on ABC...and it's only about 9mins till Oscar time. The interviews are ridiculous - they ask them stupid questions - it's really funny.