Opening tonight!

We’re opening tonight for Shoelace Academy with the help of the Shock T’s! 8PM @ Gorilla Tango!

Congrats to Boom Boom Washington! Improv Gladiators was a lot of fun! If you didn’t get to see Hugs and Pull Ups due to sold out tickets, we will be opening for Williams and Martinez at the Playground at 10:30PM on Monday!

The Truth Behind St. Valentine’s Day.

Well everyone, Valentine’s Day is upon us. I don’t know if everyone reading this knows, but it is not a “Hallmark Holiday”. Originally it was St. Valentine’s Feast Day. St. Valentine was martyred in the Middle Ages by Claudius II for marrying Christians in 270 A.D. This was a time when Christians were still being eaten by lions (ouch). St. Valentine was also known for his miracles. He would go from doorstep to doorstep delivering small pictures of local heroes of the time with small emotings on them. Each person would recieve a small picture of… for example, Jusseff Montana (famous gladiator of the time) saying something like “Throwing a pass at you”. (Historical sidenote, Jusseff Montana was famous for decapitating his victims and throwing their heads into the audience).

Other traditions include the small candy hearts. Now, due to the lack of high fructose corn syrup in that time, Saint Valentine used the actual freshly removed, beating hearts of small mammals. Using only the finest of inks, would write “Be mine” or “Pray for me”, on the hearts. Christians of the time knew they were loved by those simple hearts.

Now, one must ask, where does Cupid come into the picture. Like Santa with his elves, Saint Valentine cannot do all these things in one night. He has enlists several pagan gods every year. Some of these gods include Ishtar, Freya, Radha, Xochipilli, and of course, Cupid. Some of the gods spend their time delivering flowers, jewelry, and cards. Most use their magical powers to make the whining of single people all the louder, making those in actual relationships feel better about themselves all the more, Freya in particular.

I hope that I have been able to clear up any mystery out there about our beloved holiday. I hope you and yours have a good one. I plan on spending my Saturday night at the Cornservatory… and so should you.

So one of the Improv Gladiators judges publicly professed her love to us. We’re out buying a ring. Thanks so much to everyone who has come out to support us! We’re in first place! And possibly engaged to a judge!

Thanks to everyone who came out last night…

We had a blast last night at the Cornservatory with the 3 other great improv teams!  There’s only 4 more weeks to catch the fun (imagine American Idol does improv)…  Thanks to everyone who came out to see us perform!  See you next week!

Daily life…

Okay fans,

I figured why not show all of you wondering what one member of H&P does on his/her day off. After waking up at what time I would usually wake up for work, 7 AM, I go to the bathroom, instantly regretting going to Cafe Diner the night before. Apparently 2 bucks for a cheeseburger is too good to be true. I eventually coax myself into going back to sleep, waking up again at 10:43. I then proceed to play the video game “Dead Space” until 4 in the afternoon. I, of course, have a hearty breakfast at noon, a bowl of oatmeal topped with local made honey. I continue to play video games until finally I realize that if I take a shower, my feet won’t be so cold. I order Chinese food, after wikapedia-ing what Dim Sum is. I proceed to learn again that if food costs less then 5 dollars a dish… too good to be true. Then my roommates came home from their day jobs (suckers), we tried to watch “The Mummy” and the dvd wouldn’t play (thanks Netflix), and then ended up writing this senseless piece of literature.

See, We’re just normal people. Just… like… you.

P.S. Never order Chinese food from a place called Furama, just because the name looks like Futurama doesn’t mean it’ll be as good.

Rom Coms; a How-to template to create a movie Gary Marshall would be jealous of

Step one: Insert heroine who has had horrible past relationship(s). Either the man she loves(ed) has treated her like crap, cheated on her, died, or she herself screws them up somehow. Heroine must be cute, and witty and charming. Heroine must also have sidekicks (either one very funny girl, or one girl and a gay man, or a group of fabulous, eccentric people who care about her)

Step two: Heroine must realize this horrible matter and go through self pity/wallowing/depression (any, and or all of these will work). This wallowing/self pity/depression MUST be met with booze and or binge eating. (sidebar; these are the songs one can choose to play; Toni Braxton- unbreak my heart, Dashboard Confessional- Screaming Infidelities, Sheryl Crow- First Cut is the deepest, or anything Celine Dion because she’s whiny, or really any chick who is complaining about lost love…bonus if it involves Jewel, Fiona Apple, Lisa Loeb, or Alanis Morrisette)

Step Three: In the wallowing heroine meets a man who is funny, and attractive, and smart, and wants to see that shes okay in her quirky despair (friend, neighbor, random stranger). He helps by one of many ways, picking her up when she’s drunk, buying her the cup of coffee she’s randomly spilled on him and now breaking down about, hailing taxicab..basically anything where he makes a funny quip, and she doesn’t realize how cute he is (but guess what? the audience knows!)

Step Four; With the help of her friend brigade, and her new male buddy( whom she insists is just a friend), she realizes how pathetic she’s been and starts her transformation into being a fabulous single woman who doesn’t need a man at all…she just needs to be fabulous. This must consist of some sort of montage of working out, hair style change, new wardrobe, and her giggling with her friends over dinner/mani-pedis/girls night in..etc. (sidebar-extra credit if you actually SHOW nails being painted…I’m not sure WHY that is liberating to women…but I suppose it sends a message). (Side bar#2; include massive female retribution songs; ie; Aretha Franklin’s Respect, KT Tunstalls Suddenly I see, Natasha Bedingfield’s Unwritten, or that really cheesy disco song Sisters are doing it for themselves…or the like)(Sidebar #3- During montage some sort of women bonding dancing MUST occur around a living room/dining room/kitchen…cause that’s where we all hang out and dance anyway, right?)

Step Five: More hanging out with her male buddy. It’s so refreshing for the Heroine to have a male friend who is in fact not gay, and not her family member for her to hang out with. He must raise her self esteem level, and then at some GLORIOUS moment of intimacy (perhaps after hanging out he walks her back to her home/car/work/somewhere), she sees him as something more and one of either two scenarios happen; She must 1) kiss him, and he professes how he feels and they do it. OR 2) She realises this and does nothing but thinks about it at home. IF it is scenario 1) you can jump ahead to step six. If it’s the latter, there is more self reflection, where she reveals this to her friends, and they say ‘duh’, and then she run over to his place/he comes to her place and they kiss and do it.

Step six; “the love-making scene”. Since this is a chick flick, we will lay it ALL out on the table. There must be everything that women fantasize about in this scene. Slow, lovemaking with intense eyes, lots of kissing and touching, and yes…the female DOES have an orgasm. OH and there absolutely MUST be some sort of romantic, seductive song being played. Either the Sarah McLaughlin- Winters Night song (which is one of my personal faves..not from experience, but this is MY cheesy chick flick) or Norah Jones, or Michael Buble, or Mazzy Stars Fade Into You…something like that.

Step Seven: The next  few days happily strolling along because she got some….Truly any song will do, as long as it is upbeat and the scene that goes along with it is her finally in the groove of things. Perhaps everything at work is going well, or she goes out on a few more dates with this guy (and if that is the case, the montage MUST include lots of kissing and the scenery must show the beauty of the town/city/scenery she is in…the movie cant all be about her…how do you think London would feel after Bridget Jones, or NYC after any Meg Ryan Movie?)

Step Eight: This the return of the man who broke her heart. He wants her back, or they meet randomly after she looks so fabulous and she agrees to meet with him/help him/something where there is a rendezvous of some type.

Step Nine: There is some sort of negative circumstance with the new man. Either she sees him with a woman, they have an argument, or he tells her something she doesn’t want to hear and she is angry with him and ashes out and says something completely horrible to him that is beyond harsh and bitchy.

Step Ten: The meeting with the ex. After the fight with New guy she is very much into getting him (the ex) back and she goes into this meeting/rendezvous with the intention/expectation of rekindling what they previously had only with out the cheating/treating her like crap. The heroine must honestly believe (even if for a split second) that he has turned over a new leaf…UNTIL….she is royally embarrassed and realizes that he hasn’t changed at all (ie; meets new girlfriend/fiancee/wife or catches him later with another woman)…bringing her back to ….

Step Eleven;   More Self pity/wallowing/depression. But this only lasts until she has a revelation about new guy. Either she realises she was wrong/finds out the other woman was his sister/friends wife/lesbian/not with him at all, and then totally finds out that she is in LOVE….I mean LOVE with this new guy and must tell him. Right now.

Step Twelve; She HAULS ass to tell him how much she cares about him, this is also good when there is some sort of either time crunch (think When Harry Met Sally by midnight run) or there is some sort of extreme weather(torrential downpour, snow, hurricane, tornado…something where any normal person in love would wait but because she is SO overcome with emotion that she could not wait..she braves the weather to tell him no matter WHAT her hair looks like, and lets be honest..its a chick flick…her hair will look good even in a GD hurricane)

Step Thirteen; Our heroine finally gets with the new guy in the rain/snow/whatever and goes ahead with her monologue. This is the monologue where she says that everything she was doing never made any sense until him. That he has made her happy and she finally knows now that she is deeply, terribly, and insanely over the moon in love with him. She even gives him an escape clause (Such as…”I know I am just this stupid, silly girl in the middle of a tsunami, but I had to tell you that I want to be with you, I love you…yada yada yada”)

Step Fourteen; The New man will eventually shut her up and say that he was in love with her form the start and that there is no one else and never will be, etc…..BIG KISS

Step Fifteen; This last step is very important to set up the possibility that there is a happily ever after. It will include; a wedding/get together with their friends (and possibly family)…and all the other likable bit-parts from the movie that you could fit in. The fade out scene must be some sort of motown music of love. Think, Al Greene, Marvin Gaye. Barry White, The Temptations…OR if you want to go other retro, include the Beatles, or Beach Boys or Carol King. Always fade away with the happy couple kissing.

Step Sixteen…Make millions of dollars from hormonal women who will drag their friends/boyfriends/husbands/potential relationships to make them watch and scare the living daylights out of them thinking that this is what women really want. 

Building The Site

Greetings, HnP fans! Your friendly neighborhood JoeVB is here to share some thoughts, so let’s jive!

Thought #1 – As you could probably guess, our website is a fun-tastic work in progress! Feel free to have a look around, and if you have any thoughts on improvements or new content possibilities, let us know! Improv is, after all, a group art form.

Thought #2 – This post is my way of getting familiar with out new online home, so I haven’t got any real exciting news to share. Except that I just ate a bowl of Ramen. Yes, I’m 24 and still eating my fair share of Ramen.

Thought #3 – I was watching Out Of Africa just now (don’t ask, I think my Netflix queue has a mind of its own), and I couldn’t help but notice that the movie Australia that came out a few years ago is…like…the exact same movie! Wtf? Sorry Nicole Kidman, you’re no Meryl Streep.