Category: experience

Loop

Life.  There is nothing like waking up from another performance anxiety dream to really kick off another week of anticipated redundancy.  It’s not a bad thing.  Frankly, it’s similar to Groundhog’s Day, that Bill Murray gem from 1993.  Every Monday, I get to start my progression over, and the effort lies with trying to make it…

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Tripping Out

PAUSE. There.  The button has been hit. The last week was spent with animals, hanging out with them.  It’s gotten me out of the house and away from my parents.  A taste, a preview of a life living alone, because when landing a job in the Central New York area comes, I’m going to immediately move out…

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The Gift of Improv

It’s the holiday season, and you’re looking for a gift to give your family, friends, special someone, and you (of course–why the hell would you leave yourself out?). We all know that sometimes there is a struggle when it comes to gift giving for some people.  You try to think out of the box, and…

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Living the Dream?

This is me coming back from a weekend.  Back to writing and job searching.  As it stands, while standing in Syracuse and embracing my Mr. Fantastic abilities, I’m stretching out my arms out to two places:  New York and Chicago.  There is a great chance that I’d find a job in either city, but going about…

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New Orleans: A Preface

Well, I am back in Syracuse, a.k.a. reality, from an adventure of a vacation down in New Orleans.  I’m writing this short post to let everyone know that I am still alive and well, that I have not given up on writing, and that I must fulfill the desire to write; writing was never accomplished…

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Brooklyn and What Whitman Said

It is obvious for the New York City outsider to get nervous while taking the subway.  Nothing has really prevented me from doing what I’d like to do.  Improv has helped my confidence significantly.  I took the N Train to 57th and 7th, because I was meeting Cole and Becky and the kids out at…

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