Wow, what a weekend. I feel really deflated now. The closing night shows on Saturday were great — the crowds were huge, and they treated us like rock stars. I didn’t cry as much as I thought I would; everyone was just too upbeat, and treated it like a party instead of a wake. Which was great. We went out after the shows to a coworkers house, where all of the adventurers and warehousers and alumni could mingle and such. I made it home around 5am. Sunday, management threw a. . . Read More!
Tonight is the last night of shows at the Comedy Warehouse. I have a feeling the night is going to be … intense. Read More!