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Yankee Swap Death Match
Dec. 30th, 2005 01:28 pmLast night I went to Improv Asylum for their Yankee Swap Death Match. Which, as it turned out, lacked much Yankee swap at all. The improv was pretty funny, with some fixed skits (and one song, "Treat me like a woman in a rap song"), and some audience-suggested stuff. The first piece was impressive, the group riffing off an interview with some student, singing a rap song that was reprised a couple of times. During the intermission, audience members were given little green papers with a question to answer; the papers were put up around the stage and used in subsequent skits. It reminded me of Jim's napkin poetry, though not all answers were used. (Mine wasn't*.)
The minuses: some comedy not to my taste (not unexpected, though). The space being egregiously overheated ("It's getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes" was played, and seemed almost a good suggestion) was difficult for me (I was the only person I saw walking around in a T-shirt outside last night when it was warm, in the 40s F.). The ceiling being low enough that sitting in the back (fourth) row left me in danger of hitting my head as I got to my seat was... unexpected.
Other pluses: getting to walk around the North End, which I'm pretty sure I haven't been to before, sad though that is. It's pretty, in a picturesque brick overcrowded sort of way. I don't understand how all those restaurants can stay in business, though. Finding art by Haymarket, metal 'trash' from the market embedded in the crosswalks (an egg carton, a few peas, a newspaper, etc.). Navigating without the map I'd forgotten at home, and not losing my way. (Who thought those acres and acres of brick at Government Center were a good idea? It's a huge dead spot, especially at night. What a waste, with such a good location, too.)
And a bonus link: reading Harry Potter makes you safer. *snort*
Why can't we just say that reading is statistically safer than many other activities kids do, and leave it at that?
* The question asked for something I'd write in a note I'd pass. And all I could think of was passing notes with Bill and Brendan in 10th grade English class, right after we'd read Midsummer for the first time, tossing insults back and forth: You bead, you acorn, you minimus of hindering knotgrass. (And lots of drawings of cannon, captioned "BOOM!", though for the life of me I can't remember why.)
The minuses: some comedy not to my taste (not unexpected, though). The space being egregiously overheated ("It's getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes" was played, and seemed almost a good suggestion) was difficult for me (I was the only person I saw walking around in a T-shirt outside last night when it was warm, in the 40s F.). The ceiling being low enough that sitting in the back (fourth) row left me in danger of hitting my head as I got to my seat was... unexpected.
Other pluses: getting to walk around the North End, which I'm pretty sure I haven't been to before, sad though that is. It's pretty, in a picturesque brick overcrowded sort of way. I don't understand how all those restaurants can stay in business, though. Finding art by Haymarket, metal 'trash' from the market embedded in the crosswalks (an egg carton, a few peas, a newspaper, etc.). Navigating without the map I'd forgotten at home, and not losing my way. (Who thought those acres and acres of brick at Government Center were a good idea? It's a huge dead spot, especially at night. What a waste, with such a good location, too.)
And a bonus link: reading Harry Potter makes you safer. *snort*
Why can't we just say that reading is statistically safer than many other activities kids do, and leave it at that?
* The question asked for something I'd write in a note I'd pass. And all I could think of was passing notes with Bill and Brendan in 10th grade English class, right after we'd read Midsummer for the first time, tossing insults back and forth: You bead, you acorn, you minimus of hindering knotgrass. (And lots of drawings of cannon, captioned "BOOM!", though for the life of me I can't remember why.)