Keep it tight
The Cringe pilot taping on Saturday was a success. Full house, funny readers, good times. There were some time limit issues, but overall, it went really well. I was a little nervous to have my parents there, since some of the readings are definitely not G-rated, and I couldn’t look anywhere near my dad whenever anyone said the word “blowjob,” but when I did look, they were laughing as hard as anyone else. Afterwards I asked my mom who had been her favorite, and she said, “Oh, I loved the guitar guy, and also that guy who read the poem he wrote while he was on acid!” That’s a lady with taste right there.
Thank you so much to everyone who came out and laughed and read and made this happen. I am so glad it’s over and I can sleep again. For now.