America's Favorite Pastime

Although not at home in the park, more accustomed to the darkness of the movie house, I can appreciate the lush and striking green, I can enjoy the vast camaraderie, the thrill of the pitch, the anticipation of the call, the satisfying crack of the bat. The vendors peddling dogs, brews, and nuts. Kids with stiff leather gloves, old folks in well-worn fan gear. The collective roar at astounding plays, the joyous thunder of the 7th inning stretch.

A may not have a passion for the sport but I do find comfort in the timeless community of the game.

Two Theories

My Playground team The Night Shift had a pretty good run 11/10 to 1/15 of doing shows and we continue to be friends. Some folks have moved away and Meaghan leaves town in two short weeks but we've remained relatively close. There's this weird expectation with improv groups that in order to be good you have to be best best friends, that some kind of deep friendship is a requirement. And certainly it helps the improv to a certain extent early on, knowing each other, but the reality is that for the most part friendship and performance aren't mutually exclusive. You can perform well with people you don't know, acquaintances, friends, even people you dislike. The quality of the work isn't contingent upon the depth of the friendship. It's certainly no failing of a team or group if everyone isn't bosom buddies. But it can feel that way.

We kind of lucked out in the sense our collective friendship grew gradually congruent with our ability and towards the end, what with chronically poorly attended shows, we decided best to stop performing and just hang out occasionally. Which we have done. Something teams frequently say but don't necessarily do. Not to say we're the best of friends but we make time for each other and stay connected. When we do see each other we're all very honest and upfront about what's going on in our lives which, in my opinion, is what friendship's all about.

Jeremy, easily the most enviably adult one of us, hosted us at his beautiful house in the suburbs. We ate, joked around, and caught up. We've known each other almost six years now, its a long time and a lot has happened. We've all grown up significantly. Evolved. It's wonderful to witness and be a part of. Seems to me the enjoyment and comfort you get from a friendship may start with a spike of excitement, that getting-to-know-you bump, then increases slowly as the years go by. All it takes is a little effort.

On Drinking

I wrote and read this for Spitballin' at Quenchers on Monday. Today is my four year sober anniversary.

As some of you know I’m a recovering alcoholic. I don’t have any problem with people drinking, so anyone here imbibing please be at ease. It is just something no longer within my ability. Some people have asked me what it’s like and some people, I think, are curious but out of politeness don’t ask. In general I think there is some confusion about addiction, some mystery about what it looks like. This is what it’s like.

My last drink was around 730am July 28th, 2012. A quarter inch of backwash and booze from a Bacardi Superior bottle minutes before I was picked up by my parents and sister and taken to rehab at St. Joseph’s hospital, admitted through the ER I had a blood alcohol level of .38. In treatment I had what some might call a spiritual experience. Don’t confuse this with religious conversation because Jesus, Muhammad, and Yahweh had nothing to do with it. But something happened. I humbled myself before the world and asked for help and help came. My perception changed and I realized control is an illusion and only by letting go, only by seeking help, by taking suggestions and doing the next right thing defined not by me but something outside myself could I find relief. God willing this Friday will mark four years without a drink.

When talking about addiction many people draw a parallel to the century old characters of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. That an addict is Dr. Jekyll when sober, Mr. Hyde when drunk or high. That they are reasonable when clean, monstrous after consuming, and there is some truth in this. Controlled substances diminish or remove entirely an individual's ability to make reasonable choices and after prolonged use the brain becomes rewired first and foremost to acquire the substance of choice, overriding conscience and judgement. But the Jekyll/Hyde metaphor is problematic, an addict isn’t changed to a different version of themselves, some purer form, the personification of their most base desires and impulses, the reality is that the addiction itself, the disease, is the thing that is released, that is in control.

I acquired a name for my alcoholism when I was in college. I was at a party with some friends walking the line between drunkenness and oblivion. I grabbed a friends phone and starting dialing numbers at random. After numerous rambling voicemails someone finally answered. After a moment of silence they asked “Who is this?” and out of the darkness I mumbled “The Candlestick Maker”. And this name didn’t come from some recess of my consciousness it came from somewhere else as if in my perpetual inebriated state tapped into some other plane more akin to a skewed Dali landscape than our reality. A lawless place, absurd, random and devoid of pity.

My biology and psychology are different. I got drunk for the first time when I was 16 and even then I knew something was amiss. It felt too good. Above and beyond that pleasant sense of warmth, that blush of euphoria, I felt a deep and cataclysmic sense of comfort, as if my entire life before was spent in irritation and alcohol was my first taste of relief. My whole life I felt apart, disconnected, and alone and being drunk made me feel accepted, interesting, even cool. Getting drunk was not something fun to me, something to help loosen things up socially it was my global solution, my cure-all. It was the only way I could feel like myself. And because of that I chased it with a ferocious and single-minded obsession. I started drinking alone at 19, drinking in the mornings at 20.

Don’t get the impression it was all immediately bad. There was a time when drinking worked for me when it did bring out the person I wanted to be, that it allowed me to be gregarious and fun, that it lubricated both romantic and interpersonal situations. Because it did, but even during college, there were times of isolation and despair.  As time passed and my consumption gained momentum the drink began to subsume more and more of myself. Soon all that was left was an insatiable and cloying thirst for more. My dad ironically calls it “the gift”. For we Nelsons are blessed with a wondrous capacity for liquor.

Specifically what that looks like is drinking hard liquor late at night, night after night, day after day, long after friends have gone to bed or cut you out of their lives entirely. Watching Pulp Fiction for the 100th time with a sense of panic and foreboding, as if each new day could bring calamity. Starting fights for no reason save a sense of crippling self loathing, breaking windows and punching holes in walls, lashing out because it is infuriating that the outside world doesn’t reflect the destruction within.

Towards the end I did my drinking almost exclusively alone. I would call in sick frequently and visit 7Eleven for booze at 7am. Towards the end I didn’t want to drink anymore but after a tortured day at work I would get off the train and something would come over me. Running through my head the thought “not today, not today, no today” but even so my body, as if on its own, possessed by something Other would take me to the liquor store. Not wanting to, having no desire for it, I would drink. And drink, and drink. In hopes that it would alleviate the anxiety, the self-hatred, the depression but all it did was enhance those feelings. On and on and on.

Towards the end forsaking hygiene, food, and friends for my stalwart companion Jim Beam I was alone, depleted, and suicidal. There’s a scene in the TV show the Trailer Park Boys that best describes what I had become and a potent metaphor for alcoholism. In one episode park owner Mr. Lahey is attempting to get sober at the request of his lackey Randy. Towards the end of the episode Mr. Lahey is acting erratic and Randy opens a closet to find a flood of empty bottles. Randy asks Mr. Lahey why. Mr. Lahey responds “Randy, I am the Liquor.” That is what its like. Its not a matter of upbringing, character, or will. At a certain point there is no “why” no explanation. Addiction has no reason it takes hold and it only has one purpose to serve, more. At the cost of family, friends, employment, romance, health, whatever it takes.

There is a lot of misinformation out there about addiction, a lot of judgement and prejudice. If someone in your life suffers know that it is not deliberate that they are sick. A quick google search will provide countless programs and options for those seeking help. And know that there are solutions out there for them if they want it. The road to recovery can be hard but it is infinitely worth it. For someone that is still suffering what you can do is be there for them when they ask for help, unfortunately you can’t lecture or bully someone into getting sober. The desire for change must come from them. For someone who is recovering feel free to ask questions if you are curious, for me I’m more than happy to discuss my experience and offer help to anyone in need, but be aware that it is a sensitive and personal subject and if someone deflects or seems reticent let it go.

Needless to say I am alive. And day after day I’ve strung together almost four years of sobriety. I am recovering. I came back from the brink and my life is more exciting and wonderful than I could have ever imagined. I’m more a part of my family than ever before, my love life more fulfilling, my friendships deeper, my creative life more complex and gratifying, and as for employment I can say that I show up every day and do my job- for me a real triumph. I came to realize my father’s term for alcoholism was both ironic and not. That ultimately it was a gift. That although I struggled, although I suffered, dealing with my addiction provided an opportunity at life I had only dreamed of.

A Fable About Perseverance

There once was a fox who got caught in a trap.
She languished for hours.
Eventually the blood and sweat allowed her to wriggle out.
She began to limp back to her den through the wide forest.
Exhausted and weak she kept on.
One step, then the next.
Time passed.
Crows and hawks began to circle.
The fox found a stream and stopped to rest and drink.
A crow swooped down and perched above the fox.
"Tired and mortally wounded I see. Best to lay down and give up, get it over with." he said.
She ignored him.
"Hawks and eagles are circling. Mighty creatures. And do you hear that? Um-hm, the bears. They smell blood. Only a matter of time."
"Leave me be." she replied and continued on her way.
The crow was joined by other crows, carrion eaters all.
They jeered, belittled, and threatened the injured fox.
She began to despair.
But she kept walking.
Although she pained.
Although she ached.
She had to get back to her den and her cubs.
Time passed.
There came a point that she felt she could not go on.
And in that moment she heard a humming from the earth.
And she felt a vibration in her feet.
And through her body rushed a wave of healing warmth.
As if she drew strength from the Earth herself.
And she continued on.
Eventually she arrived home.
Over time the fox healed
She raised her pups.
They grew up and had adventures their own.

'Star Trek Beyond' A Review

Star Trek Beyond is a sci-fi adventure film the third installment in the franchise reboot. After three years of exploring space both Kirk(Chris Pine) and Spock(Zachary Quinto) have developed desires outside the Enterprise. After stopping at a base to restock a distress call comes in and the crew sets off to investigate. What is waiting is not what they expected.

It is nice to revisit the likable characters we know and have affection for but there is a lack of depth with each new installment as the cast of characters gets bigger. A problem the TV show didn't necessarily have simply by the function of number of episodes and longevity. Pine and Quinto are engaging as they always are but even then not a ton of time is spent on any kind of character development. Karl Urban, Zoe Saldana, Simon Pegg, and Anton Yelchin don't fair as well, although they are charming and its great to see them again, their screen time is little and so are almost reduced to caricatures. John Cho as Sulu gets a bit more focus than usual and is gratifyingly badass at moments but even so it feels like an appetizer rather than a meal. Sofia Boutella as Jaylah is a refreshing new addition but there is something derivative about the character which is more than reminiscent of Saldana's character in Avatar. Elba as the villain is fantastic as he always is but he isn't given a ton to work with. The talent of the actors is undeniable its simply clear they aren't utilized to their full potential.

Visually the film is striking, the space sequences and alien planets majestic. This is not really a surprise coming from director Justin Lin. Some of the fight scenes are of the close-and-shakey variety making them a little incomprehensible but overall the aesthetics of the film are the best and most exciting they've been in the series so far.

Entertaining but emotionally thin. A serviceable escape from the summer heat.

Rent It.

New Life

Astonishing
how small
and fragile
new life can be,
how vehement
and tenacious
each stretch
each yawn
each look of wonder,
with every kick
and reach
and breath
you can almost hear
the growth
of this novel
human being
extending
life and limb
into a lush
and exciting future,
potential so rich
and breathtaking
it clouds your eyes
and joy
seems too cheap
a descriptor.

Hindsight Hour: Work 3

The ennui of the employed. The first couplet of scenes looks at the modern and pervasive idea of the "cool office" followed by an HR encounter and then a run-in with co-worker lethargy.

Directed by Tim Joyce
Improvised by Damian Anaya, Mike Brunlieb, Laurel Krabacher, Rosie Moan, Steve Nelson, and Meaghan Strickland.

Overwhelmed

I enjoy praise
as I think
most people do
but I was not
prepared
for the raw nerve
I struck
when tackling
menstruation
by relating it
to a personal
groin injury,
advocating
for male empathy
and understanding
when it comes
to the somewhat
baffling gulf
between the sexes.
The response
was shockingly
electric, applause
like waves
crashed on me,
embarrassed by
the vehemence
and tongue-tied
with the perennial
awkwardness of compliments
I quickly and silently left
overwhelmed and confused
with the impact of my words.
Sometimes success can be bewildering.

'Life, Animated' A Review

Life, Animated is a documentary about Owen Suskind a young man with autism who developed an affinity with Disney films which allowed him to communicate with and move through the world. The film is a series of home video footage from the Suskind's, talking head interviews, and footage of Owen as he graduates school and moves into his own apartment.

A poignant and moving story about a family faced with adversity adapting and discovering a new language through Disney movies in order to relate and process the fast and sometimes confusing world. Owen's story is laid out with particular interest paid to how they made the first initial break through and to his present(in the film) going from a relatively controlled school environment to living on his own. Anyone unfamiliar with the story will be bowled over as it is incredibly powerful. However at this point in time many variations of Owen's story have already been told, as inspiring as it is, through a Radiolab episode, Ron Suskind's book of the same name, and numerous public appearances and speaking engagements by Owen. That doesn't mean if you're familiar with his story it lacks impact, the film allows his parents and brother to talk directly to you about the experience, we travel with Owen as he navigates his life, he directly addresses us(the audience) repeatedly in remarkably candid exchanges. We are privileged with some very complicated and intimate moments with the family.

And yet there is a sense that the next chapter in Owen's life is just beginning and we only get the smallest glimpse of what that will be. There is a feeling that the film is incomplete, ending right at the start of Owen's biggest challenge. But structuring it in this way also leaves you with a sense of hope. That although perhaps the road may be tough, Owen will endure, that we too should trust him to go on alone.

Heart warming and heart breaking. An inspiring tale of human perseverance and love.

See It.

'Ghostbusters' A Review

Ghostbusters is a supernatural action-comedy, a female driven reboot of the 1984 original. Something or someone is instigating frequent and destructive ethereal manifestations in NYC. Dr. Erin Gilbert(Kristen Wiig) once a ghost enthusiast, now attempting to shed her past in an effort to get tenure at Columbia University is tracked down by someone looking for help with their haunted house. Gilbert takes him to meet her former colleague and unabashed supernatural scientist Dr. Abby Yates(Melissa McCarthy). Along with Yates' new colleague Holtzmann(Kate McKinnon) they go to investigate. After an intense encounter with an apparition the three begin their ghostly research in earnest. Shortly after MTA worker Patty Tolan(Leslie Jones) joins them and they become, officially, the Ghostbusters.

The four leads have incredible chemistry- fun, comfortable, and harmonic. McCarthy in her most understated and straight performance to date is refreshing, compelling, and funny. Wiig although still charming, as she always is, falls a bit in comparison given she isn't necessarily bringing anything new to the screen. Jones in her first big screen lead gives an incredibly strong turn- likable, effectively big at times, but never without heart. McKinnon however is the secret weapon of the film. Cartoonish, almost impressionistic, but still at all times maintaining reality McKinnon's Holtzmann gets a huge percentage of the film's laughs as well as its most bizarre and delicious dialogue. I defy any Ghostbusters detractor to not be delighted and energized by McKinnon's manic relish.

There is enough satisfying references to the original as well as cameos to activate the nostalgia endorphins but not so much so where the film feels like a retread. In fact other than the bare bones of the story everything is new, the four leads are not analogous to their counterparts, the villain is different, the whole construct is more inspired-by than reboot. Ghostbusters provides the similar kind of enjoyment Force Awakens did, the past was referenced and incorporated but ultimately its the start of something refreshingly and excitingly new.

Above and beyond the humor and entertainment of the film there is a sense of and immense gratification in an idea whose time has come. That a big budget action-comedy can be helmed by female leads, that not only that but it can be done in the instance of a modern classic reboot. The film is unquestionably a sign of progress. And what an exhilarating, fun, and oddly cathartic sign of progress it is.

Don't Miss It.

Blockbuster: Opening

Official opening for Blockbuster was tonight. Full and responsive house, great turns by everyone in the cast, and after some significant pairing down a reasonable running time of 76 minutes. I couldn't be happier. Five more chances to see the show, only four before Meaghan jaunts off to NYC.

Annoyance Theatre Fridays at 830pm. Half price tickets available through Goldstar.

Control

In or out
it comes to naught
the daily struggle
it is fraught

The illusion all
is in its place
still and safe
like gentle lace

But reality is
a fearsome thing
chaos reigns
disquiet sings

Hope is found
in letting go
drop by drop
we join the flow

'Hunt for the Wilderpeople' A Review

Hunt for the Wilderpeople is a family-adventure comedy-drama about a young deliquent boy Ricky(Julian Dennison) who's taken into foster care by Bella(Rima Te Wiata) and her husband Hec(Sam Neill). Due to an unforeseen circumstance Ricky runs away into the bush, Hec follows, and the two continue traveling in the wilderness.

Neill and Dennison have incredible chemistry- combative and tender, funny and heartwarming. They travel through genre and tone effortlessly The film is not for kids or a comedy or a drama or an action film it is all of those. Genre melding seems to be more and more the norm with sometimes varied results, Hunt for the Wilderpeople delivers something wholly cohesive and decisively satisfying. Neill gives one of his best and meatiest performances since Event Horizon and Dennison explodes with the perfect combination of two thirds charm one third teenage petulance. The supporting cast is wonderful with great turns from Te Wiata as the empathetic down-to-earth foster mom, Rachel House as Paula the obsessive and dour social worker, and writer/director Taika Waititi as the rather confused minister to name a few.

The soundtrack is incredible and the Wes Anderson-esk meticulous production design complements the natural scenic beauty of the New Zealand bush. As a follow up to his impressive and hilarious What We Do In The Shadows Waititi delivers a surprisingly emotional, thrilling, and funny film. Ambitious and compelling.

A potent coming-of-age adventure with wry heart.

Don't Miss It.

Habitual Conflict

The past couple months I've noticed I've been relatively combative in almost all my scene work. I think argument can be enjoyable, characters in conflict are interesting, and that discord creates traction for scenes quickly. But I've been doing it a lot. So much so that I found myself setting myself in opposition to my scene partners almost instinctually.

Playing contentious characters isn't bad but anything done exclusively over an extended period of time is limiting. In the Schwa show tonight we started with a group scene at an airport, suggestion was "hangover", and I started it off as being a frustrated loud passenger. Made sense within the context of what was going on and it played well. A couple scenes later I was in a scene with Jeannie, she initiated by stirring a stew and saying excitedly something like "It's almost ready!" My initial impulse was to start a fight, to either be a son who hated the small town life in which he found himself or a disgruntled partner discontent with the monotony of the cooking.

I didn't do either. I caught myself and made the choice to be positive, to be on Jeannie's side. The idea that came to me was county fair cook off so I responded to her with something like "I promise we'll win this year!" The scene was fun, audience responded to it, and we even got a little darkness in there as we went on because we discovered we had lost year after year and planned to sabotage the other competitors.

The decision took place within a second or less. I point this out not to pat myself on the back, after awhile all improvisers learn to respond to things very quickly, but to say it only takes a second. A second can be the difference between breaking a habit you've gotten into or doing the same thing you've been doing. A second can be the difference between stagnation/complacency and an attempt at growth.

Improv coaches and notes certainly have their place especially in the first year or two of performing. But over time I think what becomes much more important is self-assessment, recognizing the ebbs and flows of your inner inspiration and making adjustments accordingly. Setting challenges for yourself outside your comfort zone and identifying when you fall into predictable patterns.

Little Breakthroughs

I was in Rockford today to visit my folks and Adam and his kids. Adam is one of my best and oldest friends and I've made a point the last couple years to go back and visit more. One of the big reasons is because of his two boys Ethan and Eli.

When I was growing up my parents had a couple friends that we saw often and we're a big part of my childhood. I wanted to be a part of Adam's kids lives as much as my "uncle" Bill was in mine. Tonight when I went over to Adam's house his two boys ran up to me and gave me hugs as soon as I walked in the door.

They've hugged me before, usually at the end of my visit when I was leaving sometimes prompted by their parents. They've always vaguely remembered who I was but this visit it seemed like we had finally reached that sticking point where they knew my name without being reminded. They genuinely remembered me. And more importantly they were excited to see me, excited for the visit.

They're great kids, funny and upbeat and excitable, and its a great privilege to be able to be part of their lives. It's something a couple years ago I wouldn't have been able to show up for. Sometimes responsibilities and adulthood can be a drag, a series of draining obligations, but with age and experience wonderful possibilities present themselves. You can look forward to a long standing friendship growing in depth and you can become part of a burgeoning family.

Sound and Fury

The internet is counterfeit
this has been true
since its first blush
of fanatic popularity-
AOL chat rooms were clogged
with baseness and dissimulation-
and since its grown in scope
and proliferation
but still maintained
its paradoxic uselessness
for, although it provides near
boundless information
and news' dissemination,
time and time and time again
the residue of its use is but
emptiness, despair, a sense of
failure and frustration.
The truth is Digital
only offers illusion,
neither action
or inspiration,
its flesh and sun and
physical conversation
that fosters change
and collaboration.

Facebook is a hollow husk
parasitic, a cannibal,
it is pretense, ego, masturbation
at its best distraction more often
nauseating, self involved, flagellation.

Hindsight Hour: College

A peak into contentious collegiate life. The first couplet of scenes looks at classroom disruption, the second at the dorm room bust.

Directed by Tim Joyce
Improvised by Damian Anaya, Mike Brunlieb, Sarah Cowdery, Laurel Krabacher, Steve Nelson, Meaghan Strickland and Andel Sudik

'Finding Dory' A Review

Finding Dory is an animated family adventure film, a sequel to 2003's Finding Nemo. One year after the events of Finding Nemo Dory, who suffers from short term memory loss, sets off across the ocean with Marlin and Nemo to track down her family. Dory is caught at the California public aquarium and discovers that's where she was born. Marlin and Nemo go in to rescue Dory and all three encounter a fun parade of characters as they track down Dory's parents.

An incredible star studded cast give credible performances but at this point the seemingly endless procession of celebrity cameos, the new norm for Disney/Pixar, has become more distracting than enjoyable. It takes you a bit out of the experience when every single voice actor is a famous person and a minute or two is eaten up with figuring out who they are. That being said DeGeneres once again gives Dory an infectious optimism and courage. We follow her story with engagement and are paid off in humor and gratifying tears.

The narrative may be a bit too derivative of the original, it doesn't feel particularly fresh or surprising, but it certainly is entertaining and affirming.

Nice and successful however lacking real innovation or insight.

Rent It.

'Swiss Army Man' A Review

Swiss Army Man is a surreal dramedy about a man, Hank(Paul Dano), marooned on an island contemplating suicide who discovers a farting corpse Manny(Daniel Radcliffe). Hank rides Manny's farting body through the ocean to the mainland where the two set off in search of rescue. Manny begins to develop a personality and a variety of special skills and in order to cultivate them Hank begins to teach Manny about civilization and a surprisingly tender friendship develops.

Both Dano and Radcliffe give great performances, fully embracing the absurd and emotional story which their characters inhabit. Radcliffe as the farting corpse(many other functions) gives the best performance of his career- innocent, sincere, and full of wonder. Dano is able to be a little more active, tasked with teaching Manny, but also explores solitude and despair balanced with an infectious joy. They both are able to go after dark subject matter while remaining hopeful. Although their relationship is bizarre and were left to wonder what is in fact real the film is ultimately about the healing power of friendship.

The film is blanketed by an incredible soundtrack which weaves diegetic and non-diegetic sound, Dano and Radcliffe frequently sing, which heightens and enhances the poignant emotional journey the characters are on. At points rapturous elation at others somber melancholy. The set design is also impressive with numerous props and back drops created out of trash and forest leavings.

The only flaw in this otherwise surprisingly fun and impactful film is the end. There is some disappointment in the eventual reveal and explanation for Dano's character's behavior. Not entirely nonsensical or ineffective it is a bit of a let down given how creative and rich the film preceding is.

Imaginative and empathetic it offers hope and pathos in equal measure.

See It.

Top 10 Movies of 2016 So Far

Top 10:
10 Cloverfield Lane
Dark Horse
Green Room
Hello, My Name Is Doris
The Lobster
The Meddler
Midnight Special
Mr. Right
Weiner
Zootopia

Worst Of The Year: A Tie
Everybody Wants Some!!
High Rise

Blockbuster

Tonight was the first preview for the play I'm directing at the Annoyance Blockbuster. It went really well, I'm really proud of the cast and very grateful for their trust and hard work. Also for HP for suggesting music, Hannah for taking pictures, Beanpole for the poster art, and Nicole for her constant support and feedback.

The play is a comedy but we address some serious themes, my hope is not only to get laughs but also convey some thoughts and ideas about women and gender relations, to broaden perception on various topics and provide some opportunities for solidarity. All within a Blockbuster, a very comfortable and affirming place for me in my adolescence, and utilizing movies, something I love, as a jumping-off point.

It's unclear to me at this point if it does all of these things, I'm too close to it, have been working and thinking about it so much over the past couple months I have no distance from it. But I do know everyone in the cast is giving great compelling performances, both funny and vulnerable. And I believe the show as a whole provides a clear story that has humor and pathos. We got some good feedback from those folks that came out tonight and I look forward to sharpening it up and sharing it with more people.

Every Friday at 8:30pm at The Annoyance through August 19th.