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2.27.2006

Two weeks, a condensed version...

It’s been some time since I last posted. Quite a bit has happened since then.

Chocolate Mania


Leah and I went to Hershey the weekend after Valentine’s. It was a blast, but I can safely say that it will be some time before I can eat chocolate again…
- We went to Chocolate World, which was decent. Learned how to melt peanut butter for dipping, and had far too many chocolate treats. A lot of candy bar characters all dressed up for the kiddies. A bit strange, but still fun. Frankly though, I think Kit Kat was hitting on me.
- We took a trolley tour of the town, which oddly enough is not Hershey. We found out that Hershey does not exist as an actual location, but it is instead Derry Township. Hershey is only on the map because of a train station or something. Lots more chocolate treats. Any damn excuse they could find… First Hershey started with selling dark chocolate, oh and here’s some dark chocolate. Then Milton invented milk chocolate, oh and here’s some milk chocolate. The street lamps above your heads are shaped like kisses, oh and here’s some kisses. In 1931 he copyrighted the name hugs, oh and here’s some hugs. He bought out Reese’s and today it is the number one selling candy in the world, oh and here’s some peanut butter cups. We’d like to thank you for taking the tour, oh and here’s an original Hershey bar. I’m seeing a pattern here.
- We went to Zoo America. This was much better than I expected. Alligators, Lynx, Wolves, Bears and far too many owls for it to not be an obsession. Frankly though, I think the horned owl was hitting on Leah. Thought we were safe there from chocolate… we were wrong. So very wrong. They get you coming and going. Obsessed much?
- We check into the Hotel Hershey. Very nice place. I think its four stars. Upon check-in, can you guess what we each got? Uh-huh… a Hershey bar. There was a welcome check-in reception that featured hot cocoa, with spoonfuls of chocolate chips. I am convinced that every person in town is a major shareholder.
- We get to the room, where waiting for us is… wait for it… chocolate! A basket full. I want to throw a towel over it to hide it from view.
- We go to dinner and have salads. Can’t even finish them we’ve had so much sugar. We get back to our room and the bed has been turned down. Instead of the traditional mints, sitting on our pillows are kisses. Holy hell in a hand basket!
- The next morning is our day at the Hotel Spa. Even at this paramour of health, everything we are offered has some essence of cocoa in it, if not already flat out chocolate. Hot cocoa, chocolate tea, chocolate cake disguised as bread. Chocolate muffins. Whatever… I need to get out of there, so what do I do? I go get a cocoa massage! O-M-G!

In actuality, the whole spa things was nothing short of incredible, and adds yet another reason why I need to hit the lottery and be treated like that all the time.

Improvapalooza

Of course, this part of my life never slows…
- More rehearsals for HellBaby. Everyone is coming together nicely. I am overly anxious to get moving on this. I am just so damn excited about what this can be. All of the people are so different and so intriguing.
- Leah and I went with Jon and Diane to go see Psychopathia Sexualis, which stars Kelly from my HellBaby group. It was fun, but it the middle of nowhere. Crazy long drive, but worth it.
- Took my first Level 2 PHIT class with Bobbi. It was nice to get another perspective and I really enjoy her approach to longform. We spent some time on the La Ronde format, which I could live without, but what are you going to do, right? Just soaking it all in.
- We did a show at the Society Hill Playhouse where Mike, Rick and I did some longform as well as played in with the NCrowd. It was a blast to get to do some shortform again. Played an obnoxious Jewish housewife named Mrs. Morty Lowenstein for Poets and played this underwear fetish craved shoplifter in Film Noir with Kennedy. I have a lot of fun playing with her.
- Went to Improv Sundays at Fergies last night. Performing were the NCrowd, the Throng and the Cabal. They all had great sets. I haven’t seen the Throng in a really long time, and thoroughly enjoyed the evening. Rick gave me a ride home. When setting out, he warned me that he was parked somewhere near 10th & South (about 5 blocks from the venue). Not too bad of a walk, but certainly not wonderful when you consider how damn cold it is. Plus at 2am, the wind was kicking up something awful. Well, as it turns out, Rick was not parked at 10th & South, but rather 6th & Bainbridge. This was about three times the distance of which I was originally let to believe. Needless to say, I am currently plotting my revenge.
- We have the Anti-War show coming up on Friday. Booked for that night we have Rare Bird Show, fresh from their appearance at DSIF this weekend, and the Cabal, who utterly rocked it last night.
- Looks like Corey and I will be trying our hat again with Men About Town on Saturday. Rick ended up swinging the Shubin Theatre that night, so it appears we will have a night of duos. Aside from us, tentatively set to appear are Holmes/Maughan, Killer Pussy and ZombieShark. Greg is also looking to do something like this for the April Fergies gig.
- And prepare ye the way of the Toad. It looks like Hypnotoad will resurrect itself to playing a set at an upcoming SHP show. It’s been a really long time for us since we’ve last performed. Going back to basics.
- I got my itinerary for the Atlanta trip, and it looks like work booked me to leave on Saturday afternoon… the same time as Ari Voukydis’ workshop! AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! So pissed. So bummed. Now we really need to get him down here for an intensive.

Okay, I need to stop typing now.

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