It's 3:30...
I went to the original Billy Goat Tavern at 1, and I still smell like a cigarette filter put out in a cheezeborger.
Billy Goat is decent, but not great. Whether they admit it or not, people don't go there for the food. I met a friend there who I met at a high school theater camp. He moved to Chicago to do improv, and I'm trying to get him to see that Second City is not the end... or even necessarily a good beginning.
We'll see what happens. He's funny, so I'm trying to open him up to IO and ComedySportz and Annoyance training.
I forgot to tell you that I bought some wigs at a garage sale this weekend. Here are two of them modeled.
Billy Goat is decent, but not great. Whether they admit it or not, people don't go there for the food. I met a friend there who I met at a high school theater camp. He moved to Chicago to do improv, and I'm trying to get him to see that Second City is not the end... or even necessarily a good beginning.
We'll see what happens. He's funny, so I'm trying to open him up to IO and ComedySportz and Annoyance training.
I forgot to tell you that I bought some wigs at a garage sale this weekend. Here are two of them modeled.
posted by Zach at 3:30 PM
1 Comments:
oh
my
g.
thank you for my new screensaver.
thinking less that the baby is fake,
td
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