Much to the great chagrin and utter dismay of my co-workers I have been talking like an 85 year-old menthol-smoking grandma for the whole freaking day...I cannot stop! I don’t know why!!! It’s an addiction that I just don’t know how to quit!

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Today is National Talk Like a Pirate Day. Is it weird that I am the only one in my office (corporate office on Madison Ave.)that does not give a crap?

click below for more info than you ever wanted and/or needed to know about this fabulous day::

Talk Like A Pirate!!



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east coast friendzies!!
What: my improv 101 class performance
Who: my improv 101 class (taught by ari voukydis)!
Where:
the UCB Theatre307 West 26th Street
(between 8th and 9th Avenue)
When: Saturday, September 29 @ 04:00 PM
Cost: $5.oo
Why: b/c you lo-ove me


Disclaimer:
the koh train asked what does he do if i am not funny. erm……you laugh anyway.
this will effectively eliminate any awkward moments afterwards when i stare at you
beseechingly with bambi eyes and asked if you laughed during the show. this is improv 101 folks. we are beginners performing something incredibly hard, so laugh regardless of whether we are funny or not!!...and nooooo throwing tomatos a la fonzie…BRIAN i am sooo talking to you.

that being said, we think we are pretty funny and have had a lot of fun acting a fool these past two months in class and i want to share what my class and i have been learning with you!!

hope to see you there!


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I love cute crazy old people. There must be an old folks home near the UCB Theatre. I was waiting in line for AsssCat 3000 last night (which was awesome!) and there were a surplus of cute crazy old people.

The first was the little old lady about 75 or 80 approaching everyone in line about attending her improv show and passing out neon flyers to a show that I doubt she is connected to. She says she tried stand-up but found improv less intimating--

erm…

…caregiver come get your charge.

Then there was this cute little old man with dirty white clothes on and a large green parrot on his shoulder who decided to cut past the 50+ people in line and sit in the front of the line. He did not say a word, (nor did his parrot oddly enough) but just sat there…him and his parrot…just chillin’. Nobody said anything, probs because it was so surreal.

And then finally another little old man shuffled by a while later and asked me what the line was for. I said improv shows…and was like, cool. and shuffled to the end of the line.



cuuuuuuteNcraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazy old people make the world go’round!!!





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My 85 year old security guard serenades me. Jealous? You should be. The other security guards apparently are. Because today another one started humming as I walked by.

The semi-retired security guards are fighting for my attention!!!

I have arrived.


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The brakes on the bus were going out today which made my NYC bus ride to work today quite thrilling. The NJ driver kept on cussing, screeching on the brakes, and honking at other drivers to get out of the way…


I was sitting right behind the driver and all I heard the whole time was this:


Shit. Screeeeech HONK!! shiiit HOOONK!! sccccreeeeech. SHHHHIIIIITTTTTT screeeeech. HONKHONKHONK!!!!sccccreeeeech!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Good times my friends….good times.



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IM Convo I had today will co-worker HR

HR [5:07 PM]:
Regardless, it's pretty odd everyone is leaving all of a sudden. M, S, S and now G

ME [5:07 PM]:
i have no idea who s is

HR [5:08 PM]:
The indian IT dude that manages our servers, specifically IIS stuff

ME [5:08 PM]:
oh. and everyone on the staff at my church is leaving too
ME [5:08 PM]:
hmmm it seems to be an epidemic!

HR [5:08 PM]:
oh and of course K, but that was to be expected

ME [5:08 PM]:
but none of these people were happy here either

HR [5:08 PM]:
true
HR [5:08 PM]:
E, I'll never leave you! hahaha

ME [5:09 PM]:
mr. rogers told me that too
ME [5:10 PM]:
but then he went and died on me
ME [5:10 PM]:
bastard

HR [5:10 PM]:
haha

ME [5:10 PM]:
LYING bastard

HR [5:11 PM]:
did i tell you the year after i graduated, the proceeding graduating class got mr. rogers to give their commencement speech, but he died on them and they were unable to find a suitable replacement in time

ME [5:11 PM]:
that is the worst story in the whole wide world.

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