dear future audience,
i just wanted to let you know how much i am really looking forward to having you here for the gatlinburg improv festival in february 2012. i..., i..., well, i love you. no, it's true, let me finish... even though i don't know who you are or where you'll come from or what your first suggestion will be, i do love you. all of you. even that guy who spills more popcorn than he eats.
i've thought perhaps it may be that you do not know who you are yourself, but fear not, i will be here to help you see yourself as clearly as you appear in my dreams. maybe even clearer. my dreams are mostly cloudy with shadowy toast men. but nevertheless, please, know that in my heart of hearts you are ever so vivid. especially you in the third row with the funny lemur shirt.
so, audience of the future, when you look back in time and remember these early heady days of improv fest formulation, remember i have always loved you. always.
love and applause,
james newport, improv impresario