I had a nice honor bestowed upon me last night, as I was asked to join the improv team Master Sword. A talented, nutty bunch of guys. I don’t know why one of them is wearing a diaper, and to be honest, I really don’t want to know.My already slammed schedule is about to go to DEFCON 1, as my teammates and I are going into a hell month of training sessions that’ll last three hours a night. After that we’ll be appearing on stages around L.A. And after that I’ll have the nervous breakdown I’ve been putting off. But I’ll regret nothing.
