The Fool Master 2000

So doomsday is slowly approaching.
At 8:00 tonight I’m going to be kicked onto a stage in front of a crowd of people, some of which I know. The improv class concludes an hour before and then we have the trial by fire. I’d love to same I’m ready for it, but by definition, I cannot be.
I announced to the entire office what was happening.

I know what you’re thinking: That Erik guy, he doesn’t make a fool of himself often enough. I’ve heard the complaints and now I’m going to do something about it.
On Sunday, at 8:00 PM on the Varscona stage (10329 83 Ave.) in a special show called “Playground”, I will be in full bore fool making. How? I’ve been taking improvisation classes and the powers that be have decided to boot this class onto a stage and see what happens. So come see the carnage of bad improvisers. Watch the slow motion train wreck of disaster unfold! Marvel at your favorite co-worker having a mental meltdown in front of a crowd of people. (No refunds if there is an actual competent performance.)
How much does it cost? It’s a pay-what-you-can admission so it is up to you. We do like the hundred dollar bills to be crisp. But if you can get past the doe-eyed ticket seller by just paying with pocket lint, you’ll get in. (You’ll also go straight to hell, but that’s a long term problem.)
What else are you going to do? Watch the Oscars? Ha! Let me spoil it for you! They thank the Academy. Now you have no excuses.
So come on down to the Varscona theatre and watch me suck!

Yup, I just ooze confidence.
In other news I’ve decided to have an after flood party. It will be this Friday, so I have to get this place cleaned up. That was the plan yesterday, but instead I enjoyed a day of watching TV. Nice and lazy, but I needed the break.