Please get out of the pool.

I love analogies.  I love improv.  Wait.  Let me be more specific.  Ahem.  I love good analogies.  I love good improv.  Analogies are plopping out of my mouth all of the time.  Sometimes, they’re kinda bad.  (I have a horribly complicated one involving a locksmith and being inside and how it ‘brilliantly’ relates to a guy who was afraid of commitment.  I’ve unsuccessfully tried using it about four times now.  I should probably give up on that one at this point.) But every once in a while, I get a good one.

When there’s an improvised scene happening on stage that is very good, other improvisers tend to want to join in on the fun by jumping in the scene.  Of course, this typically disrupts the dynamic that made the scene good in the first place, thereby unpleasantly ruining the scene.  Sigh.

Now, I tell my students this:  Sure, swimming is awesome.  But if there are more people than there is water in the pool, it’s just not fun anymore.