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When SF Improv's doing a show at Cafe Eclectica, they let us in early and leave us there alone to set up. On Saturday, the phone rang.

I answered. "Cafe Eclectica."

"Hi. Is there an event tonight?"

"Yes. SF Improv is doing a comedy improv show at 8."

"Are they, like, really funny?"

"Oh, yes. They're really funny."

And we were. You should've been there. Shows are the 2d Saturday of every month; the next is December 14. Sign up for our mailing list.

The first scene I did on Saturday was "3 way dubbing." I provided the dialogue for Regina's character, she provided the dialogue for David's, he provided the dialogue for mine. So we have to watch each other really carefully... if someone begins mouthing words, their dialogue-provider has to say something. If someone says something, their dialogue-providee has to mouth words. All while inventing, telling and acting out a story. Sound confusing? It is. I knew I'd screw up, and I didn't care. Some of the fun for an improv audience is seeing the actors struggle with the constraints.

Last night I attended an open-mike stand-up comedy night at A Cuppa Tea. It was pretty good — it easily exceeded my expectations for an open mike.

I find myself thinking I'll probably do some stand-up at some point.

Improv doesn't scare me any more. Stand-up still does.

My friend Kelly used to have as her .plan, back when people had .plans:

To always do what I am afraid to do. And to change.

What she said.