I just got back from improv class. It normally isn’t held today, but it was moved because this Monday some event is happening that is affecting high schools. Since that covers most of the class, they moved it. It was a great class! The main part was that we did a scene and then had some other improvisers comment on it and analyze it. Figure out what went wrong and what went right. Then, and here is the good part, we did the scene over again with some changes to make it better.
This is something I’ve wanted to do for a long time. In classes, I constantly do scenes and then afterwards learn what I did wrong. I feel bad and wish I could do it over again. But that’s the nature of improv. It’s ephemeral. If it sucks, oh well, it’s over, don’t dwell on it. So I was in some really good scenes. I think I got a lot better as an improviser.
After the class, on impulse, I grabbed a bite to eat at the Sugarbowl. I had the best meal I’ve had in a long time. It was a beautifully cooked fish on a bed of scalloped potatoes. Delicious!