Gone, Daddy, Gone...

On our way to New York today, or at least half way. We don't really need to be there until tomorrow night and driving it in one shot almost killed us last week, so we're taking it easy. As I've mentioned, I'm stoked about this gig we're headed to. Music and dancing everywhere you go.

This will be the first year that I'll be bringing an instrument. I've been playing Ukulele for, like, three weeks now, so I figured I was ready. O.k., so it will be a stretch, but the optimist in me says bring it anyway. Worst case, I'll just get in some quality practice. Hell, I can already play When the Saints Go Marching In, I'm a Believer, AND Sheena is a Punk Rocker. What more do you really need to know anyway? Learn a couple AC/DC tunes and I'm all set.

Improv was great last night. Everybody did really well. We played a lot of games and kept scene work to a minimum which seemed to keep people in a nice comfort zone. It's always cool to see people have breakthroughs. Sad I'll be missing next week, but duty, er, money calls.

This blog is now on sabbatical until July 1st.

Peace Out.