Sometimes you feel like a nut?

- Megan

My new job

Today my new friends Aleli (co-worker) and Rosali (girl I'm replacing)
and I snuck out of the office to watch the victory parade on La Salle
St. I figured since I was only 2 blocks away, I shouldn't miss this
piece of Chicago history. Apparently there hasn't been a ticker tape
parade like this since The Bears won the Superbowl in the mid 80s.
Anyone else still haunted by "The Superbowl Shuffle?"

Megan Kelleher's Hour Off.

Dare me to get up and sing "Twist and Shout". I'll do it. No joke.
Complete with constuction workers dancing on scaffolding, goofy men in
suits watching from tall office buildings, and confetti cannons shooting
last weeks newspapers in the air!

Ozzie!

Wait, that's not a streamer.

Crying in Baseball...

...is only acceptable if champagne burns your eyes.

Fan forced electric awesomeness

Ahh, my new space heater. It heats in all directions.

So I got a new job. In case anyone hadn't heard. And with said job
comes money burning a hole in my pocket.

I've been in survival mode for so many months that I get giddy at the
thought of having a positive symbol when I view my account balance. I
splurged on a space heater... Because my room is colder than the
outdoors. I've also abandoned my diet of ramen and eggs.

Sigh, time for fan forced electric sleep.

Quote of the day

"White Sox!!! White Sox, wooooo hooo! Yeah! Gimme five! White SOX!"
- drunk guy

Goodnight Sox

I guess the White Sox won. Either that or today is some strange Chicago
holiday I don't know about. Perhaps another German parade?

We get it. They won. That's great. We are all very happy.

Now can you please celebrate without honking the horns or lighting
firecrackers? The dog is freaking out and I was hoping that tomorrow
morning I might actually get to my new job on time for the first time.
- Megan

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City Girl

Today was my first day at my new job in a big tall building downtown.
It was mostly boring, but the people are nice. As I walked out of the
building at the end of the day I was swept up by the hustle and bustle
of the bustling business people. I am one of them and it feels nice to
belong. My favorite part is the money.
- Megan

I ran into Greg D in Chicago. We did some improv. It was awesome! This is a really bad picture of both of us, but I don't care, I was just so darn happy to see a familiar face!

- Megan

Second City Conservatory Day One

We never even introduced ourselves. We did a 2 minute neck/shoulder
rolls as a warmup and went right into some freeze-tag. SC is definitely
living up to its reputation of being impersonal. I am one of 3 girls in
a class of 14. Everyone seems really cool, but there are definitely
some of the guys that are the typical SNL fans who came here hoping to
get discovered. It was wierd, most of the exercises we did today
involved planning the scene in advance, and that felt wierd to me after
all my time at I.O. Its going to be difficult to juggle taking classes
at both places...in the same day... Oh here I am back at the Addison
stop... Time for IO Level 4 with Jason Chinn...round TWO!

A little nostalgia for home...

You Know You're From NoVa When...

Speed limits are just suggestions

You have at least two friends who have no idea what their relatives
do...because its "top secret" government work.

Most of your senior class went to Mason, JMU, Tech, VCU, or UVA.

When people ask where you're from, you tell them DC because its easier
to explain.

You've never told someone you're from Virginia without putting
"northern," in front of it.

It's not actually tailgating unless your bumper is touching the car in
front of you.

You know yellow light means at least 5 more cars can get through. A red
light means 2 more can.

You actually know what the black boxes at stoplights are for.

Despite the fact that Virginia fought for the south in the Civil War,
you are not, under any circumstances, a "southerner."

You are amused by visiting relatives who are actually excited to see
Washington, DC.

You took a field trip to Williamsburg as a kid.

You are amazed when you go out of town and the people at McDonalds speak
English.

You or someone in your family has a Smart Tag.

An inch of snow and you miss 3 days of school.

All the potholes just add a little excitement to your driving
experience.

Crown Victoria = undercover cop.

Subway is a fast food place. The transportation system is known as
Metro, and only Metro.

They just tore down the old farm house across the street and put 12 new
McMansions in its place.

For the cost of your house, you could own a small town in Iowa.

If you stay on the same road long enough, it will eventually have three
new names.

You have to dial the area code to call your neighbor.

"Vacation" means spending a day at King's Dominion or Busch Gardens.

You have never been served tea without the waitress asking "sweet or
unsweetened?"

Your favorite past time is telling West Virginia jokes.

"Going to the beach" means anywhere from Ocean City to Virginia Beach to
Myrtle Beach to the Outer Banks.

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from
Virginia.

The Lottery

So I had my first rehearsal for The Lottery, my show at I.O. and consequently overslept for work by a whole hour. oops! Haven't done THAT in a while. I'm still shaking from the realization that it was light outside when I woke up and screaming HOLY CRAP!! Maybe this will reinforce my statement to my boss that I'm "not a morning person." I'm actually sort of thankful that I didn't get that job at Starbucks, they were going to put me on mornings... ew.

So besides my impending doom when my boss confronts me with complaints from little old ladies who didn't get to work out this morning, The Lottery is going to be pretty cool.

My recommendation that friends and family not come for the first couple weeks was probably a good idea. I think we are going to be awesome...in a few more weeks. The guys are great! Don't get me wrong! But we are doing a full, by the books, Harold. It's really hard to have a group
mind when we just met yesterday. AND since we are from different class levels, some of us didn't know what a group game is. Which is understandable. How would you feel if you just signed up for an introductory class and were suddenly thrown into a full main-stage
production with out any instruction. Scary!

But the really cool part is we are playing with real improvisers who have been doing this for like 10 years or more. We meet them and warm up with them like 20 minutes before the show. Again, not a lot of time to work on the group mind stuff, but I'm willing to risk it for a chance
to be on stage with Susan Messing. You might remember her from some of my posts about the I.O. 25th anniversary. She did that show with Andy Dick called "Messing with A.Dick" She is amazing. I'm a bit scared. She's very intimidating as a person in general off stage as well.
Another person that people in the real world will be clueless about, but Chicago improv students might be impressed by is Andy St.Clair. Some might know him as the "David Duchovney looking guy" who performs with Molly Erdman in Pie. So yeah, I'm mixing with local celebs and trying very
hard not to be nervous.

The next 8 weeks could really decide my entire fate. No, not nervous at all.

I really like being the girl.

Life is good.

Happy thoughts I had last night:

I live in Chicago,
I'm a student at THE Second City,
I am in an Improv Show at THE I.O.,
I'm accomplishing what I set out to do a year ago,
I have friends all over the world,
I have friends in Chicago,
I walk to work,
I'm poor as dirt,
I am snuggled up in bed with a bowl of ice cream watching an hour of
nothing but U2 and Conan O'Brien.

...sigh.

Life is good

Wheeeee!

It was a beautiful doozy of a fall. My arms were filled with a basket
overflowing with laundry and the painted wood stairs were still wet from
the afternoon rain. I was only like 3 stairs down when my flip-flop
clad feet just went forward out from under me and clothes went flying!
I slid down the other dozen stairs on my back and landed in a puddle
with underwear on my head. I sat on the ground and breathed through the
pain. Nobody saw it. So I I was forced by default to laugh at myself.
Now I have bruises stair-width apart from my head to my ankle.

My street is SO cool

- Megan

Biker Gang

So there was another random parade on my street last night. I was just
walking home from work minding my own business when suddenly as I neared
my street I heard all this shouting and polka music. So of course I ran
straight towards the commotion. There were thousands of cyclists, some
costumed, some on wierd tandem and doubledecker chop shop creations,
some of them just regular bike commuters like me. They were all talking
and laughing and shouting "Happy Friday" to passersby. People who
shouted, "Why are you doing this?" from their apartment balconies got
responses like, "cause its fun!", "we like bikes!", and "critical
mass!"

I don't completely understand what was going on, but I was so pissed my
rear tire was flat. I really wanted to be friends with them.

- Megan