Shoot, Score!

Last night, Andy Goldblatt, Chris Tallman, Matt Young, Ryan Smith, Jen Bascom, and Mark McConville, representing ComedySportz Los Angeles, won the Los Angeles Improv Fest's Harold* Competition. Andy promptly took off for Las Vegas to bet all her winnings on black 23. The show was great and everyone rocked it out to defeat Improv Olympic - Chicago. Great work and congratulations all around.

When the show let out, the audience spilling onto Hollywood Blvd., the air was filled with the sweetest smell imaginable- the greasy, sketchy, street hot dog vendor. The guy had parked himself directly in front of Improv Olympic, a comedy club, and Star Shoes, a night club, and was raking it in. For every hungry comedian that had just finised performing, was three rail-thin, twiggy, heavily made-up, skimpily-dressed, totally-sloshed hussie that wanted a hot dog with the works after a hard night of screaming over the pounding bass and overpriced cocktails.

But I wonder how lucrative the street dog vendor business is, especially with a constant built in market like Hollywood Blvd? Do you think the scientologists working late at the L. Ron Hubbard Life Experience get out of work and go, "FUCK! I'm hungry for something delicious and greasy, but I don't want to wait in the line at Pink's."
And the other Scientologist says, "Yeah. If only there were a roving wagon with a built in propane grill that could satiate this late night dog desire."
"LOOK! Over there at Hollywood and Vine!"
"It's our every dream come true, save for becoming a level 19 Free Thetan Warrior with enchanted Sword of Werewolf Bone!"
"Let's get our chiggity-chow on! Woot!**"
"But we can't get kethcup or grilled onions and relish on our pristinely pressed attire, lest we look shabby for Master Travolta."
"Indubitably."
"Let's get ours wrapped in bacon!"

And now I'm hungry...






* Kind of hard to explain, but a "Harold" is a type of long form improv piece which consists of a group brainstorming on a suggestion, three scenes, another brainstorm/group activity, and then revisting the three scenes. When done wrong it can be torture, when done right it's OK.

** It's quite common for Female Scientologists to exclaim 'Woot' when having a brilliant idea for a nosh.