My favorite dream and worst nightmare

… happened at the same time tonight! At the UCB 3-on-3 Improv Tournament, Ben Whitehouse stabbed me in the stomach while I was sitting in the audience. I “died,” and then he said “I KILLED BENJAMIN APPLE,” so I threw myself on the stage floor to be the corpse he was talking about. I lay there for the remainder of Boy Wonder’s truly awesome monoscene, then jumped up and went back to my seat.

Ever since I started doing improv, I’ve had a horrible, paranoid fear that I’d suddenly jump up on stage in the middle of someone else’s show to support someone’s game move. Then tonight they made me do it. Ah, almost made me. Anyhow, afterward they said they were glad I did it and wanted me to do it even earlier. Jerks, aggravating my paranoias like that.

The first 3-on-3 quarterfinal show was great. I was thrilled that the three teams I voted for (Boy Wonder, C, C & E, and the Wild Card Team [featuring Rob Stern]) were the winning teams! I can’t wait to compete next week as part of Gladstone with Don Fanelli and Joey Burns.