Monthly Archives: March 2018

Mike Bencivenga, my fellow Chainsaw Boy, is also filmmaker as well as playwright and he makes a mean sausage and pepper sandwich. Once, just before he was about to shoot a film, Tully, which I highly recommend seeing, he brought … Continue reading →

There is an improv exercise called One Word Story. For those of my readers that are unfamiliar with it, a line of improvisers tell a story one word at a time. I suppose you could’ve guessed that from the title … Continue reading →

When we attended the Big Stinking Improv Fest, our first show was at Ester’s Pool, a very cool space on 6th street in downtown Austin, Texas. It’s coolness not withstanding, they didn’t have a backstage at the time, this may … Continue reading →

When I first started doing improv, it was like falling in love. I think a lot of improvisers feel the same way, it’s intoxicating, you want to be doing it all the time and when you aren’t, you’re talking about … Continue reading →