A funny thing happened on the way to the improv.

Giggles Comedy club was supposed to be open last night so that a bunch of us who had taken a comedy workshop could try out our newly honed stand-up skills. The owner had even been overheard talking up our pending performance. But, the time of the show arrived, and the owner of Giggle's hadn't.

Which is to say... performers and audience were all dressed up with no place to go. So, our fearless leader (David Goldman) called his buddy at the Comedy Underground downtown and got us on the bill there.

So, we all drove down and faced a very different kind of crowd. Nonetheless, we perservered (sp?), we all did well, and I now have a new kind of experience under my belt. Not quite as exhilerating (or anywhere near as fun) as bungie jumping, but worthwhile nonetheless. I reckon that I was no better or worse last night than I'd been at my first gig as announcer for the marching band back in college... which is to say, I was nowhere near the level I'd have liked to have hit. But, still. Gotta start somewhere, eh?

In other news... I'm not quitting my day job.