It's officially Thursday morning, somewhere near two am. I'm tired, but not nearly enough to sleep. For the last few months, Jim and I have been working non-stop on "the jim and heather show," a collection of new sketches showcasing our dark comedy. It's a half hour long, and will be going up at Improv Olympic West this Friday, next Tuesday, and the following ... Tuesday.
Again. This Friday: Previews. Tuesday the 8th, and the 15th: The Real Shiz.
If you can read this, you're invited. Please, god, come. We need 40 heads in that house each night, or it comes out of our pocket. You can get in for free! We can comp you, but we need 40 people. Bring your friends and come laugh.
Oh, and enjoy the exaggeration of "featured in Time and Entertainment Weekly." We need agents.
