I had a great long weekend. I’ve been thinking lately that reconnecting to my performance/theater background would help me pitch jokes more effectively in the writer’s room, so I enrolled in the most basic improv class possible and took my first stab at it this weekend.
The theater isn’t too far from my home so Sean dropped me off early (I feel anxious about matters of timeliness and first impressions) and I walked back after class was over. Is there anything better than walking down a sunny, tree-lined street with a couple of earbuds in your ear? If there is, I haven’t learned about it yet. I saw a few interesting things around my neighborhood (Poor missing turtle!), and when I got back home the behemoth September issue of Vogue was waiting for me.
Are you Jewish? Jew? German?
Schmalfeld = super german. But I’m pretty much an American mutt.