Holy Shit! I’m fucking done.

It’s the end of an age for me. I was awarded my Masters degree today after my thesis defense. It was funny that it offered few insights for improvisers, but it was the bomb for anthropologists and a few people from other disciplines. I’ve forgotten how much improvisers take what they do and know forContinue reading “Holy Shit! I’m fucking done.”

Childhood, Kung Fu and Epiphany

On a whim, I began netflixing the old TV series “Kung Fu” with David Carradine. As I’ve been ticking off the seasons and the episodes, they all had this feeling of familiarity. Then it dawned on me that I used to watch it all the time when I was like 7 or 8. As KwaiContinue reading “Childhood, Kung Fu and Epiphany”

Take a peak at the thesis

TABLE OF CONTENTS       Page   ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS…………………………………………………………..     iii     I.          Introduction……………………………………………………………………..      1                         The Setting and Subjects………………………………………………      6                         Methods……………………………………………………………….     10                         Summary………………………………………………………………    14 II.        History of the Art and Research of Improvised Theater………………….    17                         History and Background of Improvisational Theater…………………….    17                         Studies of Chicago Improvisation and Useful Social Theories.………   Continue reading “Take a peak at the thesis”

Learning new things in Antwerp

 So I learned a colorful new phrase in french, which has delighted my foul mind to no end. “Bouffe ma moule”, which essentially means “eat my snatch”. The story that phrase caùe from is even funnier,but too long for livejournal. I was shown a place near the old part of the city where they would lock prisoners as theContinue reading “Learning new things in Antwerp”

On the Farm and in the city

So I’ve arrived in Antwerp. Yann’s place is huge and great. I awoke to a rooster crowing this morning because Yann has a lot of chicken’s on his little estate on the west side of the Schelde River. Pictures will be uploaded when I get back. I survived 22 hours of flying.  This was largely due to my pal, Dave,Continue reading “On the Farm and in the city”