Why do I do improv?
Last night at an improv show the line, "Having a baby when you're 16 is like a metaphor for being blasted in the face with a shotgun" was said.
That's not why I do improv, that's why I was averse to having a baby when I was 16. Not that I'm particularly acquainted with being blasted in the face with a shotgun. I just sort of assume that it's not good. Because, well, you never hear your friend Richard from school coming up to you and saying, "Hey man. I went to this awesome 7/11 robbery the other night. Me and Pete got a couple of PBR 40s and stuck the place up with shotguns. The clerk was all shades of uninterested until we blasted him in the face with a shotgun. After that it was faceless party central!"
But, when you're at an improv show, complex human interactions can be broken down on the spot and clarified showing you the whole interconnected and similar nature of people everywhere. Sure that can happen with your friends and conversation. But let's be honest, I'd rather feel civilized and get my epiphanies after paying money and sitting in a theater over getting drunk and babbling away at a bar.
I'm not implying that you only have meaningless conversations with your drunk friends that will never amount to anything instead of going to improv shows because you're silly and classless. Not at all! I'm flat out saying it!
It's not too late though. You can find out what drunken firefighters are likely to do, and the average goings on at an African safari, all from the comfort of a theater!
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