This past weekend I drove up to Northern Virginia and while doing so I listened to a podcast called The Backline. It was an improv podcast and gave me a few good insights on the improv classes I have been taking, but there is one part that got my business brain thinking. It really highlighted that improv is a business.
That is when I had the vision a coffee and play house. Think about the set up. A small coffee bar near the front right, a small little book shop are on the left, a stage in the back, and between them a whole bunch of tables. I can see it and I think it would be fun, and that we could build it.
Other big insights were that I should be keeping a couple characters in my back pocket. That if someone initiates in a way I could bring one of those characters back I should. I shouldn’t try to shoehorn them into the situation but if one comes up that works why not do what works.
That is really all I have to say this morning. I have no idea what else to say and I am sure there is more I picked up from the podcast or more on the idea of turning it into a business, but I don’t have those thoughts anymore.
It is a terrible thing to suddenly find your mind completely blank and it is the main state of my existence except when I am speaking or writing. I just can’t summon the thoughts. I am having these thoughts at the same time my finger is hitting the keyboard. They are in whole words and not letters. The letters exist in system 1 thinking. I don’t think t h e when I spell the. I simply think the.
Maybe that is something. A person that thinks in the smallest part of an object. They think of words by the letters and recipes by the ingredients and have a moral objection to a few of the smallest and most insignificant parts. I can’t eat these brownies they’re made of salt.
