sweet sassy molassy. i never have time to do this anymore.

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survivors of the undead plague has begun our fall run with creature feature. we’ve had one show (last thursday) and it went quite well due to this season’s addition of mike fotis! he fits right in and gets to shit quick. in fact, i’d say if mike was known for something improv-wise, it’s trimming the fat with a chainsaw. well done, fotis.

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in other improv news, damian johnson and myself performed at improv a go go in a group cleverly named “damian and troy.” it was very well received which felt great, seeing as i’m new to two-person improv along with the “feel it out” attack to scenes.

in hindsight, things were terrifically creepy. but everyone was laughing at it. but, still, it was deeply creepy.

regardless, damian and i find ourselves in the same boat on a lot of viewpoints and life-thoughts. in pattern, we’re both at the same point performance-wise, and this kind of performance is great for simply dipping your fingers into many abstract soups to get a taste of whatever spices it holds.

hopefully boytron goes this well.

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cool. very cool. masterful. a bit dated, but still masterful.

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on the subject of video games, and as the last link in the post above will indicate, i’m playing through the majestic Team Ico game, Shadow of the Colossus. in a word, breathtaking. the scale of the game and the execution are really something to behold.

thanks, Fred.

i hate to do this, as most of the internet is piping with news of the US’s financial woes and whistles. but all of this is earning it’s place as a milestone in what is turning out to be a dark chapter in the country’s history. however, just to calm any fears, i’m not going to place blame (too much) or say what i think should be done; in fact i’ll give you quite the opposite.

i am retarded with money. inescapably retarded. my own budget i can handle well enough, but listening to an explanation on the basics of student loans or the intricacies the deficit is enough to send me into a caveman-like rage. i just can’t wrap my head around so many policies and specifics and options and accounts and forms. endless choices are something i do not deal well with. my style is more suited to simply the shortest path between two points – a straight line. fuck all this equivocacy and just do it. recently, i’ve found a kindred spirit in this school of thought with one katy kessler. rock on kess.

looking at the drop in the dow yesterday (“black monday 2″ according to some) brings something else to mind: i have no clue how the stock market works. i know that you can sell “shares” (a kindly appropriate name to those of us who don’t get capitalism) and i know that if lots of people want to buy those shares, then the price goes up and everyone makes money. but how can there be endless shares? you can only sell 100% of a company, no? so wtf? seriously. and even more of a mystery to me is the people who choose to go into this line of work. the only pictures i see of stock brokers and trade floor jockeys are of screaming faces and popping forehead veins. and they’re mostly all 20 to 30 years old. when – when exactly – are they having any fun? the business of money seems to be the worst possible profession imaginable, in my opinion.

i take that back: commander and chief takes that title. especially when you’ve dug yourself into such a deep shithole that you’re own colleagues don’t want to bail you out. but, when you have the mental capacity of a sewer dwelling ape who has the audacity to create the largest blackspot on the face of history simply because your administration created and took advantage of a state of fear so palpable that it has all but gone into homes and killed children for fun, perhaps your list of allies is a bit thin.

but, i digress; this economy thing has me quite confused and i’m not ready to make any opinions (the one stated above is beside the point). however, there are some good points being made out there. one of which i found in the most unlikely of places.

Wondermark - by David Malki