I don’t know if this will make any sense, but I think tonight was the first time I actually felt like I lived in New York. Or maybe I should say I felt like a real New Yorker [even though Gary says I’m not a real New Yorker until I’ve seen a Yankees game].
Tonight I was with some of the guys from the National Comedy Theater and there were a few moments that felt like I was in a party scene in a Woody Allen film. That was really cool.
Afterwards Kevin, Cohen, and I were on the subway and that just felt…I don’t know, I guess it fit. Guys just on the subway hanging out after a fun evening and all was well with the universe [despite the impending MTA strike]. Combine that with Friday night when, after the show, I got to spend some time hanging out with Chris and Amy and had a blast getting to know them a little more.
Not only have I found the chance to be involved with excellent improv at the NCT, but I’ve also met some great people and am forging great friendships and conversation. Despite all that’s going on with me right now and the divorce and all that, life is pretty darn good.