Like a tube of some sort of cream...

...it's time to clear things up.

I don't like dick and fart improv.

I don't like gags.

However, I don't want people to punish themselves for doing it.

I know, I really really know, that this company, Rapid Fire Theatre, strives constantly to be the best. I constantly strive to be the best. But I used to beat up myself onstage. With everybody watching. No, not in that Lee Evans comedy way I sometimes do. I mean in the way I would behave, and the improv that I presented.

I would get mad at myself, and I know my peers noticed. I would try to put on the mask that I was confident, but I started to get notes about being too cocky.

Man, this world is a delicate balance.

My point over the last few days has been this: Don't punish yourself. It doesn't make your improv better. I'm not saying "Don't learn from your mistakes", or, "I think everything's fine, as long as the audience laughs". But I understand how some might have misinterpreted some of my recent postings.

Which brings me to the new point I want to harp on: Be Clear. Clarity is very important.

I was getting frustrated with the fact that other improvisers were always naming what I was or what I was doing. But guess what? It's my fault. If I'm not clear about what I'm doing and what I am, then they're forced to name me.

I'm not saying this is easy, but I don't think anyone said it would be.

Today's CD: The French Kicks "Trial of the Century"
Tracks: "One More Time", "Don't Thank Me", "The Trial of the Century", "Oh Fine", "The Falls", "Was It A Crime", "Following Waves", "You Could Not Decide", "Yes, I Guess", "Only So Long", "Better Time".