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This is exciting! chamberlain: Brandon and I have been students of lifestyle guru Courtney Austen Brown for some time now, so this is really exciting news for us: fleyrm, a lifestyle destination from Courtney Austen Brown (“designed to foster beautiful choices in your life”) is going live on Wednesday morning, but you can start following fleyrm now, as so not to miss a single kernel of Courtney’s wisdom. Additionally, you can keep up behind the scenes at fleyrm thanks to Courtney’s assistant Elias over @ Twitter and Facebook. Thanks in advance for supporting Courtney and the fleyrm movement, and as always, make beautiful choices!

This is exciting!

chamberlain:

Brandon and I have been students of lifestyle guru Courtney Austen Brown for some time now, so this is really exciting news for us:

fleyrm, a lifestyle destination from Courtney Austen Brown (“designed to foster beautiful choices in your life”) is going live on Wednesday morning, but you can start following fleyrm now, as so not to miss a single kernel of Courtney’s wisdom.

Additionally, you can keep up behind the scenes at fleyrm thanks to Courtney’s assistant Elias over @ Twitter and Facebook.

Thanks in advance for supporting Courtney and the fleyrm movement, and as always, make beautiful choices!

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So this will be fascinating for all of you named “My Dad”… and also, it might be insufferably over-the-top, so sorry in advance… I have been playing a lot of tennis lately with my buddy Kevin.  It’s become one of my favorite things to do and I’ve been having an awesome time.  This is the most regularly I have played in over 10 years… and it’s great. When I was younger, I wanted to be a professional tennis player.  I trained from the age of 5 until the moment I officially quit playing competitively at age 15.  Looking back on it, it’s weird to me how focused I was on achieving that goal.  Despite the fact that I fell far short, it is probably (and unfortunately) the most dedicated and driven I have ever been about any career aspiration I have had… and I was basically a child when I decided to do it. The sport has an incredible place in my life.  I don’t know if I could ever really relay the profound effect tennis has had on me as a person.  Suffice it to say, looking back on my childhood, there are very few memories that don’t include tennis.  The memories of me being ecstatic after winning a tournament or inconsolable after losing a match are far more vivid than hanging out with friends or going on family vacations.  There are some matches I played that I will never forget. I can even remember specific points — a backhand winner, a bad line call, a stupid unforced error on an easy volley — and I still smile or cringe when I think of them.    Even now, as a beyond-dedicated spectator, watching tennis has the ability to bring me insane happiness, completely thrill me, and reduce me to tears — more so than any film or play or song.  Not that it’s better but for some reason, it just means more to me.  Sometimes, the Tennis Channel replays old matches — most of them I’ve seen — and I still watch them the way I would a favorite TV episode or a favorite movie. I guess I like looking back on it now because it almost seems like a different person on a completely different path.   I love where I am now and the things I am doing, it’s just funny how far removed from it I feel.    I remember watching the 2008 Wimbledon Final: when Rafa Nadal defeated Roger Federer.  On Championship Point, I fell to me knees with joy.  For some reason, it was one of the most inspiring things I have ever seen and it made me fall in love with the game all over again.  So much so that I went back home to Maryland, called up my childhood coach, and took a lesson.  Later that Summer, for the hell of it, I entered in a USTA Adult Tournament.  It had been 9 years since I played my last tournament and it was one of the most surreal experiences of my life. Showing up, registering, seeing the other players — it was weird not to have my Dad there with me.  The tournament was also held the same weekend as the Del Close Marathon in which I was performing.  I remember after getting destroyed in my second round match (I shockingly won my first round!) I hopped on the subway and immediately went to go perform.  It was this bizarre fusion of my childhood and adult life that pleasantly surprised me.   While thinking about all of this, I started google-ing old opponents and I found this website that is sort of a database of USTA tournaments, past and present.  Surprisingly, my name was in the database, as well as my record from 1998.  (This was pretty much my final year of competition — right around the time when I was ready to quit and hadn’t been playing too much.  The site doesn’t have any records prior to that year — which were my good years.)  The image above is a screenshot of the draw of one of the last tournaments I played as a kid.  I lost in the second round to Bryan Del Monte 7-6, 7-6.  I could have won that match but I missed two straight overheads at 5-all in the first set tie-breaker and  I couldn’t make a forehand to save my life during the breaker in the second set.  And if you look at this half of the draw, I would have had a shot at making it to at least the semis.  Devastating.  (I did however make it to the semis of the consolation draw.) Anyway, I am posting this because I am happy this exists.  The fact there is some record (albeit super small) of my time spent playing as a junior just makes me feel good — like it’s a little online-tattoo of my childhood.  And best of all, I liked finding it today, the four-year anniversary of my first improv class at UCB — the thing I love to do the most as an adult.

So this will be fascinating for all of you named “My Dad”… and also, it might be insufferably over-the-top, so sorry in advance…

I have been playing a lot of tennis lately with my buddy Kevin.  It’s become one of my favorite things to do and I’ve been having an awesome time.  This is the most regularly I have played in over 10 years… and it’s great.

When I was younger, I wanted to be a professional tennis player.  I trained from the age of 5 until the moment I officially quit playing competitively at age 15.  Looking back on it, it’s weird to me how focused I was on achieving that goal.  Despite the fact that I fell far short, it is probably (and unfortunately) the most dedicated and driven I have ever been about any career aspiration I have had… and I was basically a child when I decided to do it.

The sport has an incredible place in my life.  I don’t know if I could ever really relay the profound effect tennis has had on me as a person.  Suffice it to say, looking back on my childhood, there are very few memories that don’t include tennis.  The memories of me being ecstatic after winning a tournament or inconsolable after losing a match are far more vivid than hanging out with friends or going on family vacations.  There are some matches I played that I will never forget. I can even remember specific points — a backhand winner, a bad line call, a stupid unforced error on an easy volley — and I still smile or cringe when I think of them.   

Even now, as a beyond-dedicated spectator, watching tennis has the ability to bring me insane happiness, completely thrill me, and reduce me to tears — more so than any film or play or song.  Not that it’s better but for some reason, it just means more to me.  Sometimes, the Tennis Channel replays old matches — most of them I’ve seen — and I still watch them the way I would a favorite TV episode or a favorite movie.

I guess I like looking back on it now because it almost seems like a different person on a completely different path.   I love where I am now and the things I am doing, it’s just funny how far removed from it I feel.   

I remember watching the 2008 Wimbledon Final: when Rafa Nadal defeated Roger Federer.  On Championship Point, I fell to me knees with joy.  For some reason, it was one of the most inspiring things I have ever seen and it made me fall in love with the game all over again.  So much so that I went back home to Maryland, called up my childhood coach, and took a lesson.  Later that Summer, for the hell of it, I entered in a USTA Adult Tournament.  It had been 9 years since I played my last tournament and it was one of the most surreal experiences of my life. Showing up, registering, seeing the other players — it was weird not to have my Dad there with me.  The tournament was also held the same weekend as the Del Close Marathon in which I was performing.  I remember after getting destroyed in my second round match (I shockingly won my first round!) I hopped on the subway and immediately went to go perform.  It was this bizarre fusion of my childhood and adult life that pleasantly surprised me.  

While thinking about all of this, I started google-ing old opponents and I found this website that is sort of a database of USTA tournaments, past and present.  Surprisingly, my name was in the database, as well as my record from 1998.  (This was pretty much my final year of competition — right around the time when I was ready to quit and hadn’t been playing too much.  The site doesn’t have any records prior to that year — which were my good years.)  The image above is a screenshot of the draw of one of the last tournaments I played as a kid.  I lost in the second round to Bryan Del Monte 7-6, 7-6.  I could have won that match but I missed two straight overheads at 5-all in the first set tie-breaker and  I couldn’t make a forehand to save my life during the breaker in the second set.  And if you look at this half of the draw, I would have had a shot at making it to at least the semis.  Devastating.  (I did however make it to the semis of the consolation draw.)

Anyway, I am posting this because I am happy this exists.  The fact there is some record (albeit super small) of my time spent playing as a junior just makes me feel good — like it’s a little online-tattoo of my childhood.  And best of all, I liked finding it today, the four-year anniversary of my first improv class at UCB — the thing I love to do the most as an adult.

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caitlintime: WAITING FOR OBAMA: A NIGHT AT THE HALL OF PRESIDENTS! Tomorrow at UCB Theatre at 7:30 (w/ a presidential improv jam!) This show is my pride and joy! We are so psyched for the chance to put it up again at UCB. The show is being recorded by Sirius XM radio and UCBcomedy! Please come check it out if you haven’t seen it already (or if you have). Did I mention the show stars Neil Casey, Tim Dunn, Michael Hartney, Will Hines, Brandon Scott Jones, John Murray and Ben Rameaka? RSVP here.

caitlintime:

WAITING FOR OBAMA:

A NIGHT AT THE HALL OF PRESIDENTS!

Tomorrow at UCB Theatre at 7:30 (w/ a presidential improv jam!)

This show is my pride and joy! We are so psyched for the chance to put it up again at UCB. The show is being recorded by Sirius XM radio and UCBcomedy! Please come check it out if you haven’t seen it already (or if you have).

Did I mention the show stars Neil Casey, Tim Dunn, Michael Hartney, Will Hines, Brandon Scott Jones, John Murray and Ben Rameaka?

RSVP here.

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Come see this show tonight!  6:30pm @ UCB Theater! Chris Kelly has written an amazing, incredible show with an amazing cast that I am proud to be a part of.  It would be awesome if you came and saw this show tonight!!!  

Come see this show tonight!  6:30pm @ UCB Theater!

Chris Kelly has written an amazing, incredible show with an amazing cast that I am proud to be a part of.  It would be awesome if you came and saw this show tonight!!!  

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So I Like Superman 7/28

bridgecomedy:

You should go see this.  Great performance, crisp writing, smart staging - I am uninvolved in this and am writing a plug post.  SOoooo go see it, pls.

I 100% agree.

Michael Hartney has created something incredibly funny and moving and exciting and smart.  You will also marvel at how incredibly talented Michael is.  The production got a standing ovation at its first performance ever.   I too have nothing to do with this show — I just want to recommend seeing it to everyone I know because it is that good.  Congrats to Michael, Chris Kelly (director), Guy Patton (for creating that phonebooth!)

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leilacohan:

I die.

(Yes, this has already been posted by everyone, but for some reason, I refused to watch it until Richard sent it to me.)

brandon: please don’t like this, brandon. please don’t like — what’s that?  you’ve watched it 4,000 times?  god dammit.

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Improv Advice for: 2010-06-02

“Scenes about fire breathing and mountain lions are probably the greatest scenes ever. You should do what you can to make all your scenes about mountain lions and/or fire breathing. It might be hard at first, but practice working a suggestion around to the right topic. If the suggestion is Ice Cream, talk about melted ice cream and you are all set to breathe fire. If the suggestion is suicide, talk about how trying to fight a mountain lion is suicide. Just get your scene to the perfect topic. The topic of fighting mountain lions with fire breath. It’s ok if you aren’t fighting, but it’s not the perfect scene. But it’s close and will probably still be pretty entertaining. Also make your character be 50 times a normal human’s size. Do the same for the mountain lion. But set the scene on an island where everything is oversized so it’s not apparent to the audience. A secret like that will be a fun little inside joke for the rest of your team. Unless your team are is a team of mountain lions! Then you should kill them! Unless you are a mountain lion. Then only kill your team if they breathe fire. Wait a second! What if the mountain lion breathes fire?! Then what side are you on? I have a better idea. Two fire breathing mountain lions repaint their office while discussing a thesis paper. Frame that baby and label it ‘THE PERFECT SCENE.’ “

- Kevin Hines, June 2, 2010.

I am on an improvisational comedy team called Robber Baron.  A gentleman by the name Kevin Hines is our director.  He was in Italy (presumably on a vacation) for a whole week!!  We asked Kevin to provide us with daily improv notes/advice during his absence.  Because he is an incredible man, Kevin went the extra mile and set up a specific web page for us to view the notes that would appear daily.  This was the final piece of advice before his return. 

I hope I was allowed to share this.