So the other day, after performing two shows and feeling a bit tired, I left the theatre without my pants on. Not intentionally, mind you. I just forgot to put on my pants. In the interest of full disclosure, I was wearing silky long johns, but no pants. No pants.
There is no lesson in this tale, no moral to learn. This has nothing to do with living your life fully in the spirit of improvisation, or even living authentically.
It's just a story of me walking out with no pants. Yup.
Merry Christmas.
And...your welcome. See you next year.