185 Buddhas heads to the west coast this fall!

8 08 2013

The tour of my solo show about my journey through the world of improv is going on a little journey itself!  I’ve just confirmed some tour dates in some very cool cities on the west coast.  185 Buddhas is coming to Washington state and Oregon in November!  For exact showtimes and locations, please visit my show page.  If you live in one of these cities, I hope to see your face in the audience; if you know anyone who lives in any of these areas, please let them know about the show!  Thanks!

The Chicago Reader says, “Amanda Rountree is a riot!”  Audience members have described the show as “inspiring,” “funny,” “beautiful,” and “a must-see!“  The Chicagoist picked this show as one of their “three to see.”  Click here to watch a trailer for the show.  You can also click here to read a review of the show.

185 Buddhas185 Buddhas Walk into a Bar
Written and performed by Amanda Rountree, directed by Jen Ellison
Bellingham, WA:  Thursday, November 7, 10pm
Seattle, WA:  Friday/Saturday, November 8/9, 8:30pm

Portland, OR:  Thursday, November 14, 7:30pm

185 Buddhas Walk into a Bar
The art of improvisation creates stories from thin air, making the unseen seen. For Amanda Rountree, this is not just an art form, but a way of life — one that includes unexpected twists and turns — leading, if not to mastery, to enlightenment.  Written and performed by Amanda Rountree, and directed by Jen Ellison, this show follows the artist on her path with all of the funny and touching moments along the way.

Burma in the Fall

10 05 2013

I dreamt of Burma in the fall

It sounds like a poem

But it’s not

not yet

It was beautiful though….sort of like

Tennessee or Wisconsin in the Fall

but way more exotic.

Upon waking, I was glad that my subconscious did not call it Myanmar

but wondered

Can sleeping thoughts help the progress of human rights?

Let’s hope.

Because what have I really done in my waking life?

I was with my LoverHealer and he thought it would be good for me to go to

Burma in the Fall

and who am I to disagree

It worked.  I felt LovedHealed

It was beautiful,

dreaming of Burma in the Fall

It sounds like a poem

and it is


Lighten up!

16 09 2011

It is fall.

Okay.  Well, it’s not officially fall.  We still have a few more days before the equinox.  But here in Chicago, we’ve already had at least three nights in a row where the temps dropped down into the forties.

And tonight, I wore my puffy vest.  

So, yeah.  I’m callin’ it.  It’s fall.

I love fall.  It is my favorite season.  Apple cider, bright scarves, comfy sweaters, colorful leaves, crisp air, hayrides….  Oh, man.  I just love all that harvest-y Samhain goodness.

But recently, all of my “Whoo-hoo!  It’s fall!” comments have been met with sneers and jeers and woe-is-us’s.  Hmph.   And the reason?  People are scared of the end of summer because they’re already thinking of the beginning of winter.

Ugh!  Slow down, y’all!  We’ve got a WHOLE season of orange and red and yellow before we get to the “w” word.

Cursing fall because you’re dreading winter is like cursing Sunday because you’re dreading Monday.  And that’s just depressing.  So, stop depressing me.  You know who you are.  We’ve got an entire delicious season of butternut squash soup at our doorstep.  Please don’t be a grumpy host.

I, for one, am putting out the welcome mat for my dear, annual friend.  And I hope you’ll do the same.