May 02, 2006 00:11
Warning: This post has a high narcisism rating. The writer has been known to toot her own horn, and not in the dirty way. Get your mind out of the gutter.
Back from Chicago Improv Festival and we fucking ROCKED!!! We were the last show of the college portion of the festival, so all the other college groups saw us, and we had one of the best shows we've ever had. It was just five of us, and we were completely on the same page and we took it slow and easy and everything came together PERFECTLY without thinking. Every scene came back and weaved in with the others and the audience ate it up. We weren't even going for laughs, we were just going for awesome, and when the last scene finished, everyone new it was the last scene, everyone on stage, and everyone in the audience. There was this moment of silence and then HUGE applause. It was the best feeling ever! Everyone at the afterparty that we ran into, including some of the organizers and people we met at the Dirty South Improv Festival came up to us and congratulated us on rocking out on that stage. It was wicked sweet.
Rick also participated in the Rap Battle as MC Coooookie Crisp, and was awesome, despite getting knocked out in the first round.
Meanwhile, back on campus, the other whistlers opened for Michael Ian Black and Eric got thrown out/arrested by WuPD for throwing chairs. :D
We flipping rock!
PS: the major theme of our piece at the CIF? Hating the spanish. ;)