A guaranteed story in the five years I spent teaching university theatre classes was a bit of a tall tale. And I call it a tall tale because the moment most likely never lasted as long as I think it did. I played the sleazy insurance salesman, Scruggs, in ‘The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas’.… Continue reading Rainstorm
Why I Wish I Was @WWE Creative
On a Saturday night in November of 1985, I began a guilty pleasure driven love affair with the world of professional wrestling. When the romance started, I mainly watched televised matches featuring the biggest superstars soundly beating wrestlers who had absolutely no chance of victory. Those losers (some lovable) term of endearment was (and is)… Continue reading Why I Wish I Was @WWE Creative
It’s Garry Shandling’s Tribute
When I was 13 and a 1/2, I attempted to break the barrier and make myself known to a girl… I didn’t ask her out until three years following that. Garry Shandling would have understood and appreciated this.
Two Ways for One Way Streets
The following is a sketch I was assigned to write some time ago… TWO WAYS FOR ONE WAY STREETS CAST Bo – Crossing Guard, 50’s Eleanor – Protestor, mid-20’s
The 4th Halloween
The following is a sketch I once wrote as an assignment… The 4th Halloween CAST Grandmother – 70’s Granddaughter – 3 years, 11 months
#YES
If you’re new to the blog, then you should know I am a long time fan of professional wrestling (or, sports entertainment). I just celebrated my 30th Anniversary as such. Ok, I didn’t celebrate.
SQUEEZED
APRIL 1990 Coach outlined his strategy. “We want to take away the suicide squeeze… Runner on 3rd. Less than two outs. If there is any indication that the batter might bunt, I will call for time…”
The Accountability Buddy on The Cutting Room Floor
Sometimes, poor cell phone reception can lead to random idea. Below is an idea that I had to get out of my head and into text form. ‘The Accountability Buddy’ still made an appearance in January’s installment of ‘Your L8 Show: LIVE’, but not in the form of this blatant homage to a certain famous… Continue reading The Accountability Buddy on The Cutting Room Floor
An Old Man Walks Into a Batting Cage
The following took place on my 40th birthday… A 40 year old man sidles up to a batting cage counter. “Slow pitch?”, says the late teens, early twenty something lad on the other side.
The 37 Weeks Monologue
I only could do this monologue one time. It happened this past Sunday. The text is below. Improvisations & in-the-moment self-edits are not included………
The Improviser's Guide 