improv…just a touch harder
and by a touch i mean a lot. this week wasn’t all “hahahaha, listen to me joke, i’m so funny.” not that it really was last week either, but that’s how i like to replay it in my head. this week we had to work. i had to pretend to be an expert on not one, not two, but three questions. i really messed that exercise up and i think i paid for it because i was singled out as an example and not permitted back into my safe zone in the outer realm of the circle, but rather, was told to stay put in the middle of the circle while teacher pointed at all that i did wrong. all that i did wrong included answering a made up question with too much facts. and too much facts proves to be too much boring…even when facts are dead wrong. guess chameleons DO get embarrassed and that’s why they change color after all Teach.
i did nail a baby to the wall in class and that was fun.
