"It's Not Mine."

Picture this as my wardrobe for a skit in SAC: One very hot pink dress over my black uniform, two very high pigtails on either side of my head, a cheetah headband with a huge pink bow in my hair...one VERY LARGE baby bump featuring my pregnant stomach, and two moon pies stuffed inside my bra.

One of our improvisers, Robert Slack, rewrote Miley Cyrus' popular song "The Climb," and called his version "It's Not Mine." Basically I was a 16 year old pop singer who gets pregnant and my boyfriend says, "It's not mine." ...classic, and sad, I know.

Beginning of the Song...

I can already feel it. I think I'm pregnant.
There's a voice inside my head goin' "you stupid idiot."
I'll start lactating. Food I'll be craving.
Lost without direction. I feel like puking.
But I. I gotta be strong. And watch Juno all day long.

I'm gonna hear a baby's rattle
I'm gonna change him when he goes POO.
I'll get fat like a piece of cattle.
I wonder what my honey would do.
I'm sure he'll just smile and hug me
Bu I know what he's saying on the other side.
"It's not mine."

Even when I have no idea where one of our troupe members wants to go with a sketch, backing them 100% is half the task. I acted out this song like it was job. Although, my best friend Lauren said after the song was done my boyfriend turned to her and said, "Wow, that just really freaked me out, did that freak you out?" I suppose it was a little ... out there, and maybe it made some people uncomfortable, but oh well, that's just the name of the game in comedy.

DOWNSIDE OF THIS SONG: One verse in the song mentions my intense craving for moon pies and french fries. Therefore, other cast members were feeding these items to me. Now, I had never had a moon pie before, but they are absolutely disgusting and I almost wanted to vomit on stage. Not to mention the stale french fries from McDonald's were not exactly the first thing I wanted to eat. This experience reminded me of a theater camp I went to sometime in high school. I had to do this exercise where they blindfolded me and put something in my hand to eat. What ever was given to us we were suppose to eat it and then make a delicious face and really sell it to the audience. This was suppose to prepare us for commercials or any type of acting gig that would require us eating something we did not particularly like, but as actors we were suppose to "fake it." Unfortunately...I cheated during the game. I know, I know. I should kick my 13 year-old self. But I mean really? Would you want to drink or eat vinegar and ketchup mixed together with who knows what? I think not. I guess I would have been more prepared for my moon pie experience though, which is exactly what recalled this memory.

Overall, our show went relatively well. I think there was a drag in energy though. This week did not seem to be anyone's good week and I certainly know it was not mine. It's always a huge hurtle to perform at the end of the week when you are absolutely exhausted. Sometimes I just get to Thursday night and all I want to do is pass out in my bed and only wake up to eat, but usually an hour or two the adrenaline starts kicking in and I feel much better.

EXCITING NEWS: Jeremy Lamb, an executive producer of the Improv Festival, asked SAC if we wanted to compete in a regional bracket of the National College Improv Tournament in Austin. We would compete against other college improv groups and the winner will go to Chicago to compete in Nationals sometime in spring. We are discussing the possibility of competing this Tuesday. This should be a really wonderful opportunity to grow and learn from other improv groups out there.