Wednesday, April 10, 2002

I had a long day of tightening and running sections of the show, but the work is paying is starting to really come together, and I can rattle through whole sections at the drop of the hat, which is normal with a show that has a script, but it's pretty neat to get to that point and still have the flexibility of an extemporaneous work. It was great working outside here today--warm and in the 70's, the park near our house was a delightful place for me to sit and rave like a madman at a corner bench. I caught myself a couple of times, acting very aggressively and loudly, seeing children stare at the fat crazy man in the park. It's New York City, so people just shrug.

Tonight I'm headed over to the Pink Slip Party, which is run and founded by my friend, Allison Hemming. It's a monthly party/job fair for the tech downsized, held at a superhip club called's the kind of place where I keep reading about Gwyneth Paltrow hanging out with Chelsea Clinton at, yadda yadda yadda. That's what makes it so surprising when it becomes this ad hoc job fair once a month, and part of the freshness Allison has designed into the event to keep it cool. Details are here if you'd like to RSVP for tonight.

I'll be there, performing some snippets and meeting folks while we promote the show. I'm also meeting Pud of Fucked Company fame...considering what we've both been working on, it's funny we haven't met before--we just kept missing each other at events. I'm hoping he's a nice guy.

If you read this and you're at the party, feel free to say hello.